Close to a well a workman slept one night,
Unwittingly. But Fortune met his sight.
He seem d to hear, "What ho there, sirrah, wake!
Lest of thy tumble I the blame should take
Among mankind and earn an uglier name:
For each man's trips and haps I bear the blame,
Howe'er his own the fault, 'tis just the same."
Source: Davies: Fables of Babrius = Babrius 49.
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