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FABLE (Ralph Waldo Emerson), , The mountain and the squirrel, Had a quarrel;, And the former called the latter ‘Little Prig.’, Bun replied,, ‘You are doubtless very big;, But all sorts of things and weather, Must be taken in together,, To make up a year, And a sphere., And | think it no disgrace, To occupy my place., If I'm not so large as you,, You are not so small as |,, And not half so spry., I'll not deny you make, A very pretty squirrel track;, Talents differ; all is well and wisely put;, If | cannot carry forests on my back,, Neither can you crack a nut.