An Ant Who In A Brook Would Drink Fell Off The Bank. He Tried To Swim, And Felt His Courage Sink - This Ocean Seemed So Wide. But For A Dove Who Flew Above He Would Have Drowned And Died. The Friendly Dove Within Her Beak A Bridge Of Grass-Stem Bore: On This The Ant, Though Worn And Weak. Contrived To Reach The Shore Said He: "The Tact Of This Kind Act I'll Cherish Evermore." Behold! A Barefoot Wretch Went By With Slingshot In His Hand. Said He: "You'll Make A Pigeon Pie That Will Be Kind Of Grand." He Meant To Murder The Gentle Bird - Who Did Not Understand. The Ant Then Stung Him On The Heel (So Quick To See The Sling). He Turned His Head, And Missed A Meal: The Pigeon Pie Took Wing. And So The Dove Lived On To Love - Beloved By Everything.