Fine clothes may disguise, but silly words will disclose a fool. An ass decides to have fun and dresses as a lion. The ass is found out and beaten. Shame.
Fine clothes may disguise, but silly words will disclose a fool.
Aesop For Children
An Ass found a Lion’s skin left in the forest by a hunter. He dressed himself in it, and amused himself by hiding in a thicket and rushing out suddenly at the animals who passed that way. All took to their heels the moment they saw him.
The Ass was so pleased to see the animals running away from him, just as if he were King Lion himself, that he could not keep from expressing his delight by a loud, harsh bray. A Fox, who ran with the rest, stopped short as soon as he heard the voice. Approaching the Ass, he said with a laugh:
“If you had kept your mouth shut you might have frightened me, too. But you gave yourself away with that silly bray.”
A fool may deceive by his dress and appearance, but his words will soon show what he really is.
An Ass once found a Lion’s skin which the hunters had left out in the sun to dry. He put it on and went towards his native village. All fled at his approach, both men and animals, and he was a proud Ass that day. In his delight he lifted up his voice and brayed, but then every one knew him, and his owner came up and gave him a sound cudgelling for the fright he had caused. And shortly afterwards a Fox came up to him and said: “Ah, I knew you by your voice.”
An Ass who had dressed himself up in a Lion’s skin was mistaken by everybody for a lion, and there was a stampede of both herds and men. But presently the skin was whisked off by a gust of wind, and the Ass stood exposed; and then the men all charged at him, and with sticks and cudgels gave him a sound drubbing.
An Ass finding the skin of a Lion, put it on, and in that disguise spread terror through all the neighbourhood round. His master, however, spying his long ears, and recognising his voice, took a stout cudgel, and soon made him sensible that he was no more than an Ass.
AN ass who imagined his virtues neglected,
And saw that his talents were little respected;
Supposing folks judged of his worth by his skin,
Resolved the first good one he saw to creep in.
Soon after he found the fine coat of a lion;
“Oh! this,” thought the ass, “by all means I will try on,”
Which at last he contriv’d to throw over his shoulders;
“Now,” said he, “with what awe shall I strike all beholders!”
Then he went to a pond to survey himself in it,
And when he had stay’d to adjust it a minute,
Had had the last look, and felt sure it would do,
To his neighbours he hasted to make his debut.
“Dear! now,” said the beast, “how provoking it is,
Not a soul’s to be seen such a fine day as this!”
—I wish though it would not hang over one’s eyes;
I must try to procure one that’s nearer my size.”
Just after he met a stray pig in the road,
So he look’d as terrific and fierce as he could;
But instead of his showing the smallest dismay,
The pig only grunted, and kept on his way.
He next saw a fox, and, to fright him the more,
He tried, when they met, like a lion to roar:
“Ah!” said Reynard, “think not for a lion to pass,
While you act like a donkey, and bray like an ass.”
Vulgar people well drest will be sure to be known;
For the moment they speak, their vulgarity’s shown.
An ass, having put on the Lion’s skin, roamed about in the forest and amused himself by frightening all the foolish animals he met in his wanderings. At last coming upon a Fox, he tried to frighten him also, but the Fox no sooner heard the sound of his voice than he exclaimed, “I might possibly have been frightened myself, if I had not heard your bray.”
JBR Collection (The Fox and The Ass)
An Ass finding a Lion’s skin, put it on, and ranged about the forest. The beasts fled in terror, and he was delighted at the success of his disguise. Meeting a Fox, he rushed upon him, and this time he tried to imitate as well the roaring of the Lion. “Ah,” said the Fox, “if you had held your tongue, I should have been deceived like the rest; but now you bray, I know who you are.”
Crane Poetry Visual
“What pranks I shall play!” thought the Ass,
In this skin for a Lion to pass;
But he left one ear out,
And a hiding, no doubt,
“Lion” had-on the skin of an Ass!
Imposters generally forget something.
Asinus Leonis Pelle Indutus
Asinus, in silvam veniens, exuvias leonis offendit. Quibus indutus, in pascua redit, greges et armenta territans fugansque. Herus autem, qui vagum fallacemque asinum perdiderat, occurrit. Asinus, viso hero, cum rugitu obviam fecit. At herus, prehensis quae extabant auriculis, “Alios licet,” inquit, “fallas; ego te probe novi.”
Quod non es, nec te esse simules.