The Peacock
him also riches and honor. He had forty thousand horses, and silver and gold in
enough; it was "as stones" for plenty, and was "nothing accounted of in the days of
have been perfectly happy, if any man in this world ever was; but what does he say?
"All is vanity and vexation of spirit." This does not sound much like being contented.
No, dear child, these are not the things that make us happy; nothing but the true love
There are many peacocks in India, and large flocks of them are sometimes seen around
the temples; they also live among the bushes near the banks of rivers. They
sometimes rest on high trees, but always make their nests on the ground, under the
"what he should eat, and what he should drink, and wherewithal he should be clothed."
He took great pride in telling how much his dinners cost, and how much trouble it gave
people to prepare them. One of the dishes that pleased him, because it cost money
enough, and time and trouble enough, was made up of the tongues of flamingoes, (a
kind of bird,) and the brains of peacocks-do you envy such a king as that?
The peacock is a very splendid bird; its colors are most rich and beautiful. The feathers
of the tail are often more than a yard long, and when they are spread out in the
sunlight, like a great fan, nothing can be more elegant. Yet with all its beauty I do not
believe you could ever love a peacock, as you love a lamb or a dove. It seems selfish
and vain, and there is nothing lovely about it-its voice is very harsh and disagreeable.
There are some people who, like the peacock, are called handsome or beautiful, but
whose hearts are not pure and lovely in the sight of God. "Beauty," in itself, "is vain;"
but "the ornament of a meek and quiet spirit is in the sight of God of great price."