His late-cast net ashore a fisher drew,
Enclosing fish not all alike nor few.
The smaller, taking flight, contrived to get
Safe through the bottom of the meshy net,
Whilst in the ship the greater emptied lay.
'Tis surely safe and farthest from harm's way,
To be but small: for you shall seldom see
The high in rank escape calamity.
Source: Davies: Fables of Babrius = Babrius 4
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