双语故事：老鹰和蜜蜂

　　Seeing how a Bee was busying itself about a flower, an Eagle said to it, with disdain: "How I pity thee, poor thing, with all thy toil and skill!

　　All through the summer, thousands of thy fellows are moulding honeycomb in the hive.

　　But who will afterwards separate and distinguish the results of thy labour? I must confess, I do not understand what pleasure thou can take in it.

　　To labour all one's life, and to have what in view? Why, to die without having achieved distinction, exactly like all the rest.

　　What a difference there is between us! When I spread my sounding pinions, and am borne along near the clouds, I am everywhere a cause of alarm.

　　The birds do not dare to rise from the ground ;the shepherds fear to repose beside their wellfed flocks, and the swift does, having seen me, will not venture out into the plain."