Other Tales/The Two Athex

As two athex were bathing under a south wall: "How ," said one of them, "is our ! We are, it is true, but that is all, for we hold no kind of in the making, and are fully unyemed by the world. Damned darkness! Why was I not born a stag, to reach at broad, the pride and wulder of some kingly weald?" It happened, that in the midst of these unfair mutter, a pack of hounds was heard in full cry after the swith deer he was lusting, which being quite spent with the hunt, was torn in bits by the dogs, in sight of the two athex. "And is this the lordly stag, whose stow in the making you wish to hold?" said the wiser athex to his complaining friend. "Let his fate teach you to bless for stowing you in that lowly staddle which wards you from the plights of a higher hoad."