A Wolf saw a Goat feeding at the summit of a steep precipice,
where he had no chance of reaching her. He called to her and
earnestly begged her to come lower down, lest she fall by
some mishap; and he added that the meadows lay where he
was standing, and that the herbage was most tender. She
replied, "No, my friend, it is not for the pasture that you invite
me, but for yourself, who are in want of food."
(Translated by George Fyler Townsend, 1814-1900)