The Crow And The Fox Krylov Ivan Andreevich - Poem by Yuri Starostin
The crow and the fox Krylov Ivan Andreevich
Too many times to told the world,
That a flattery is vile, harmful; but it is not for the stock,
And the flatterer will always get a place in the heart.
Somewhere God sent to the crow a piece of a cheese;
The crow perch on a spruce,
Was gathered a breakfast quite
Yes she was thoughtful and kept the cheese in his mouth.
The fox run close on a trouble;
Suddenly the fox stopped a cheesy smell:
The fox sees the cheese, the cheese captivated her.
The cheat come to the tree on the tiptoe;
Wagging by the tail she do not aside a look from the crows
And said so sweetly, almost breathlessly:
'Honey, how you are good!
Well for the neck, what is the eyes!
To tell, so, right, the tales!
What are the feathers! what is the nose!
And, true, the angels voice should be!
Sing, bright, do not be ashamed! What is, really, sister,
If such beauty and to sing you are mistress, -
You would be a king-bird! '
The speecher head has turned from the praise,
Got a joy, the breath stale in the goiter, -
And to do against the greeting fox words
The crow snapped in the all crow throat:
The cheese fell to have it the cheat got.
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