The Two Goats (French Folk Tale)

Folk Tales, French Folk Tales3040

Two goats, who self-emancipated,:

The white that on their feet they wore

Look”d back to noble blood of yore,:

Once quit the lowly meadows, sated,

And sought the hills, as it would seem:

In search of luck, by luck they met

Each other at a mountain stream.

As bridge a narrow plank was set,

On which, if truth must be confest,

Two weasels scarce could go abreast.

And then the torrent, foaming white,

As down it tumbled from the height,

Might well those Amazons affright.

But maugre such a fearful rapid,

Both took the bridge, the goats intrepid!

I seem to see our Louis Grand

And Philip IV. advance

To the Isle of Conference,

That lies “twixt Spain and France,

Each sturdy for his glorious land.

Thus each of our adventurers goes,

Till foot to foot, and nose to nose,

Somewhere about the midst they meet,

And neither will an inch retreat.

For why? they both enjoy”d the glory

Of ancestors in ancient story.

The one, a goat of peerless rank,

Which, browsing on Sicilian bank,

The Cyclop gave to Galatæa;

The other famous Amalthæa,

The goat that suckled Jupiter,

As some historians aver.

For want of giving back, in troth,

A common fall involved them both.:

A common accident, no doubt,

On Fortune”s changeful route.

Please, comment this tale!

The comment will be published after verification

You can sign in using your login or register here.