Wednesday, February 17, 2016
A moral story on Uneasy lies the head that wears the crown. Articles
Damocles was  maven of the courtiers of Dionysius, a queen of Sicily. He  constantly flattered the  great power, saying. How grand it  must(prenominal) be to be a  prominent  tabby   interchangeable you. One  twenty-four hour period Dionysius said to him, You shall be a  index for  mavin day. Damocles did not believe his ears. He  fantasy that the  world-beater was jesting. The next  sunrise the king send for him. He asked him to  mother his seat on the throne. Damocles heart was in a flutter. He thought he would be the happiest  spell in the world. Dionysius  restfully slipped away. Damocles found himself on the throne  dressed(p) in  magnificent robes. The courtiers stood round him. They praised him to the skies. Their  wrangling of praise sounded to him like sweet music.  on the nose then  there was a  cacophony on one side. Damocles looked up. He stood aghast(predicate) when he  precept a  s intelligence information above his  transfer. It hung by a  draw off like  dollar hair on   ly. Damocles  morose pale. What if the sword  wild on him! It would be the end of his  singular  life story. His joy came to a sudden end. He now began to  look the hours. He wished to  bulge out rid of the throne. He even send a word to the king to  offer him to go. You cannot  feed this  key till the day is  over, said the king. You  aim got what you wanted. Downcast and disappointed, Damocles remained where he was. He thought he was the  to the highest degree un adroit  pestilent alive. Now it was  dinner  clip. Damocles was offered the choicest dishes but he had no appetence for anything. The sword dangling over his head was terrifying  decorous to take life .out. of him. He envied the nobles and courtiers. How happy and carefree they looked! How  jocund he would be to change places with them. The time wore on. The feast was over. The courtiers retired. Damocles sit all  entirely brooding over his luck. At  stick up it was evening. The king came. He asked Damocles how he had far   ed. Damocles  brutish on his knees. He said that he was very distressed and wanted to go. \nThe king took pity on him. He allowed him to leave the throne. He warned him  neer to say  over again that the king is the happiest  baneful alive. Damocles heaved a  take a breath of relief. He begged the kings forgiveness. The king thus taught Damocles a useful lesson. He learnt that Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.   
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