Æsop. (Sixth century B.C.) Fables. The Harvard Classics. 190914. |
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| The Labourer and the Nightingale |
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| A LABOURER lay listening to a Nightingales song throughout the summer night. So pleased was he with it that the next night he set a trap for it and captured it. Now that I have caught thee, he cried, though shalt always sing to me. | 1 |
| We Nightingales never sing in a cage, said the bird. | 2 |
| Then Ill eat thee, said the Labourer. I have always heard say that nightingale on toast is a dainty morsel. | 3 |
| Nay, kill me not, said the Nightingale; but let me free, and Ill tell thee three things far better worth than my poor body. The Labourer let him loose, and he flew up to a branch of a tree and said: Never believe a captives promise; thats one thing. Then again: Keep what you have. And third piece of advice is: Sorrow not over what is lost forever. Then the song-bird flew away. | 4 |
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