A fisher too, whose fish his basket fill,
As luck would have it, chanced one day to meet,
And lo! the hunter thought the fish a treat;
The fisherman preferr'd the hunter's game.
So they exchanged their spoil. They did the same,
Each for a time, to suit the other's taste,
With all they took: till some one said, "You'll waste
And mar by use the present charm of these,
And each again will seek what used to please."
Source: Davies: Fables of Babrius = Babrius 61.
(not in Mille - Perry327)