The Silkworm and Spider

At his cocoon a busy Silkworm labored;
A Spider, who with all her might was spinning
Hard by, with laugh malicious, thus bespoke him.

In silly exultation tasks comparing:
"What think you of my web, good Master Silkworm?

This very morning I began it, early,
And now, mid-day will see the job completed.

Just see how fine and beautiful it is, too!"

Coolly replied the precious fabric's workman:
"T is true -- your labor tells us its own story."

Let those who boast their numerous vapid volumes,
Know that 'tis quality, not bulk, that's precious.

What costs small labor is of smaller value.