A young fawn once said to his Mother, "You
are larger than a dog, and swifter, and more used to running, and you have your
horns as a defense; why, then, O Mother! do the hounds frighten you so?"
She smiled, and said: "I know full well, my son, that all you say is true.
I have the advantages you mention, but when I hear even the bark of a single
dog I feel ready to faint, and fly away as fast as I can."
No arguments will give courage to the coward.
No arguments will give courage to the coward.
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