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Прибіг якось вовк до села і каже псові: — Давай будемо друзями. Пес друзів не мав і згодився. Почав вовк приходити до нього в гості. Розповідає, що нового в лісі, а сам роззирається по подвір'ю. Подивився і пішов. Пес заснув. Але чує: баран кричить. Пес відкрив очі, бачить: вовк тягне барана з кошари. Пес загавкав. Господар вибіг з хати, вхопив пательмагу і так змастиґав вовка, що той не лише барана лишив, а й сам ледве втік.
Вовк прибігає до лісу, скликає звірів і виповідає псові війну. Але війна має бути не в селі, а в лісі. Вовк взяв собі ведмедя, свиню дику, лисицю, а пес не має з ким іти воювати. Просив вола — боїться, просив коня — не йде. Пес зажурився, а тут підходить до нього когут: — Чого ти, песику, журишся? Пес розповів. Когут закликав гусака, качку, котика — і військо готове. На другий день зібралися, на війну. Каже когут: — Як будете доходити до лісу, то робіть великий гук.
Ще не дійшли до лісу, як пес загавкав, когут закукурікав, гуска ґелґає, качка квакає. Вчув ведмідь такий крик і каже. — Величезне військо йде. Де я подіюся? І виліз на дуба. Вовк думає: «Як ведмідь боїться, то що мені робити?» Сховався за корч. Свиня дика зарилася в торішнє листя, а лисиця у нору, під корінь.
Прийшло псове військо під дуба, і когут запіяв. А звірям здається, що він каже: — Є вони тут! Качка заквакала, а їм здається, що говорить. — Так! Так! Так! Гуска заґелґала, а їм причувається, що питає. — Де? Де? Де? Кіт занявкав, а дика свиня махнула хвостиком, бо комар вкусив. Кіт думав, що це миш, скочив до хвоста. Свиня дика спудилася, що кіт хоче її з'їсти, і втікати. Кіт зі страху вискочив на дуба, а ведмідь думав, що хоче його їсти, і впав на вовка. Вовк утікати. Лис вискакує з-під кореня і драла... Пес за ним. Але не зловив, лише відкусив кавалок хвоста. Так закінчилася війна. Але між псом і вовком нема миру і дотепер.
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I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that I neglect my talents. I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now.
When, while the lovely valley teems with vapour around me, and the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the impenetrable foliage of my trees, and but a few stray gleams steal into the inner sanctuary, I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream;
She packed her seven versalia, put her initial into the belt and made herself on the way.
I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that I neglect my talents. I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now.
When, while the lovely valley teems with vapour around me, and the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the impenetrable foliage of my trees, and but a few stray gleams steal into the inner sanctuary, I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream;
She packed her seven versalia, put her initial into the belt and made herself on the way.
I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that I neglect my talents. I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now.
When, while the lovely valley teems with vapour around me, and the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the impenetrable foliage of my trees, and but a few stray gleams steal into the inner sanctuary, I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream;
She packed her seven versalia, put her initial into the belt and made herself on the way.
I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that I neglect my talents. I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now.
When, while the lovely valley teems with vapour around me, and the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the impenetrable foliage of my trees, and but a few stray gleams steal into the inner sanctuary, I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream;
She packed her seven versalia, put her initial into the belt and made herself on the way.
I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that I neglect my talents. I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now.
When, while the lovely valley teems with vapour around me, and the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the impenetrable foliage of my trees, and but a few stray gleams steal into the inner sanctuary, I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream;
She packed her seven versalia, put her initial into the belt and made herself on the way.
I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that I neglect my talents. I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now.
When, while the lovely valley teems with vapour around me, and the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the impenetrable foliage of my trees, and but a few stray gleams steal into the inner sanctuary, I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream;
She packed her seven versalia, put her initial into the belt and made herself on the way.
I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that I neglect my talents. I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now.
When, while the lovely valley teems with vapour around me, and the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the impenetrable foliage of my trees, and but a few stray gleams steal into the inner sanctuary, I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream;
She packed her seven versalia, put her initial into the belt and made herself on the way.
I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that I neglect my talents. I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now.
When, while the lovely valley teems with vapour around me, and the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the impenetrable foliage of my trees, and but a few stray gleams steal into the inner sanctuary, I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream;
She packed her seven versalia, put her initial into the belt and made herself on the way.