sight of one of her eyes, and so could not see anyone

approaching on that side, made it her practice to graze

on a high cliff near the sea. Thus she kept her good

eye toward the land on the lookout for hunters, while

her blind side was toward the sea whence she feared

no danger.

Catching sight of the doe as she was grazing peacefully

along the edge of the cliff, one of the sailors drew his

bow and shot her. With her last gasp the dying doe said:

"Alas, ill-fated creature that I am! I was safe on the

land side, whence I looked for danger, but my enemy

came from the sea, to which I looked for protection."