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13 the two stags WHILE THE REMAINDER of the herd were resting in the glade, a stag with a fine spread of antlers would stand on top of a hill and scan the horizon, looking for a fight. One day he saw a stag whose antlers were as fine as his own, and the warlike stag ran toward him, pawing the earth. The stranger braced himself and met the charge head-on. They fought for an hour, and by that time their antlers were so interlocked that there was no way of separating them. [ 24 ] When the two stags were exhausted, they fell to the earth. They lay that way for many days, dying in the sight of plenty, while the remainder of the herd browsed in the meadows or slept in the glade. Make hatred your business and you guarantee your own destruction. [ 25 ] ...

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