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THE PIG AND THE PEARL.
Said the Pig to the Pearl, “Oh, fie! Tasteless, and hard, and dry— Get out of my sty! Glittering, smooth, and clean, You only seek to be seen! I am dirty and big! A virtuous, valuable pig. For me all things are sweet That I can possibly eat; But you—how can you be good Without being fit for food? Not even food for me, Who can eat all this you see, No matter how foul and sour; I revel from hour to hour In refuse of great and small; But you are no good at all, And if I should gulp you, quick, It would probably make me sick!” Said the Pig to the Pearl, “Oh, fie!” And she rooted her out of the sty. A Philosopher chancing to pass Saw the Pearl in the grass, And laid hands on the same in a trice, For the Pearl was a Pearl of Great Price. Said he, “Madame Pig, if you knew What a fool thing you do, It would grieve even you! Grant that pearls are not just to your taste, Must you let them run waste? You care only for hogwash, I know, For your litter and you. Even so, This tasteless hard thing which you scorn Would buy acres of corn; And apples, and pumpkins, and pease, By the ton, if you please! By the wealth which this pearl represents, You could grow so immense— You, and every last one of your young— That your fame would be sung As the takers of every first prize, For your flavor and size! From even a Pig’s point of view The Pearl was worth millions to you. Be a Pig—and a fool—(you must be them) But try to know Pearls when you see them!”
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