An Ox drinking at a pool trod on a brood of young frogs and
crushed one of them to death. The Mother coming up, and
missing one of her sons, inquired of his brothers what had
become of him. "He is dead, dear Mother; for just now a
very huge beast with four great feet came to the pool and
crushed him to death with his cloven heel." The Frog, puffing
herself out, inquired, "if the beast was as big as that in size."
"Cease, Mother, to puff yourself out," said her son, "and do
not be angry; for you would, I assure you, sooner burst than
successfully imitate the hugeness of that monster."
(Translated by George Fyler Townsend, 1814-1900)