The Oak and the Reed fable pattern chart
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La Fontaine's Fable : The Oak and the Reed.
Pattern to embroider in cross stitch or in petit point.
Each of the patterns in this series dedicated to La Fontaines' fables contains on one side a version of the motif in colour and on the other side, the same motif in unicolour.
Our patterns are all printed on large format paper (29,7 x 42) and are very easy to follow.
Size of this motif: 90 x 90 points.
When using 12 count embroidery linen and sewing over 2 threads, the finished piece will measure 15cm each side.
Sewing over 2 threads using 16 count linen, your piece will measure 11.3cm each side.
Sewing over 5.5 count Aida, your piece will measure 16.5cm each side. Don’t forget to leave a border around your embroidery.
For the multicolour version, 10 colours of thread are needed. Our recommendations for these colours with our Retors du Nord thread: 2013, 2034, 2039, 2041, 2302, 2332, 2350, 2443, 2445 and 2777.
Our patterns are presented in pretty printed folders, the colours vary according to our stocks. The interior of the folders have printed reminders of the basic embroidery stitches.
Thread and fabric not supplied.
The Oak and the Reed is in our cross stitch kit La Fontaine's Fables - Episode 4.
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The oak one day addressed the reed,
“ Nature you may accuse indeed ;
A wren for you’s a heavy load,
The softest breeze that stirs abroad,
That ruffles but the water's bed,
Compels you to hang down your head ;
While I, like some proud mountain’s brow,
Not only stop the solar ray,
But brave the blasts that round me play :
Loud rowing storms to you, to me like zephyrs blow.
Now, did you spring within the shade I throw,
Were you beneath my sheltering foliage found,
You would not suffer from the north unkind ;
I could defend you from the tempests round ;
But ye are seldom, save in marshy ground,
Upon the borders of the realms of wind.
Nature to you I really think unjust.”
“ Your pity,” answered him the reed, “ I trust
From goodness springs, but pray that pity spare ;
The winds that trees and mountains tear
Alarm not me—unbroken still I bend.
You hitherto, ’tic true, unshaken bear
Their mighty blasts—but wait the end.”
Just as he spoke,
A tempest from the far horizon broke ;
Ne’er from the bowels of the north,
Till then, came such a son of fury forth ;
The oak stood fast ; the reed bowed down again.
The winds then bursting with redoubled roar,
Up by the roots the boasting giant tore,
Whose cloud-capped head so proud did reign,
Whose feet sank down to death's domain.
Jean de La Fontaine
The Oak and the Reed
La Fontaine's museum in Château-Thierry