The improvident on fortune lay
The price they for their folly pay.
Upon the margin of a well,
Asleep a thoughtless Schoolboy fell
So sound, that Fortune passing by
Could scarcely wake him with her cry:
"For once I've sav'd thy life," says she,
"Another time more prudent be.
Yours was the fault, had you fall'n in;
Yet mine the blame had surely been."
Source: Boothby - Aesop 1.29
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