How proudly do we behet ourselves that our flimsy makings will be meeded with everlasting ore!

A spider, busied in spreading his web from one side of the room to the other, was asked by a craftly silk-worm, to what end he spent so much time and arveth, in making such a score of lines and wreaths? The spider angrily answered: "Do not stir me, you heedless thing. I onlay my wits to forthcoming, and breme is the gainstand of my wishes." Swith as he had spoken, a room-maid coming into the room to feed her silk-worms, saw the spider at his work: and with one stroke of her broom swept him away, forspilling at once his arveth and his hopes of breme.

Robert Dodsley

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