Ah my dear Mother! Says the Thrush, never had any Creature such a Friend as I have, of this same Swallow. No, says she, nor ever any Mother such a Fool to her Son as I have, of this same Thrush: To talk of a Friendship betwixt People that cannot so much as live together in the same Climate and Season. One is for Summer, t’other for Winter; and that which keeps you alive, kills your Companion.
‘Tis a necessary Rule in Alliances, Matches, Societies, Fraternities, Friendships, Partnerships, Commerce, and all manner of civil dealings and Contracts, to have a strict Regard to Humour, the Nature, and the Disposition of those we have to do withal.Source:
L'Estrange 68.
Here is an illustration for the story (
image source) showing a thrush in the snow.
M0488 (not in Perry)
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