Monday, November 21, 2011

Davies: The Man and the Fox

A man that on his vines' and orchard's foe,
The fox, a strange affront design'd to throw,
Bandag'd its tail with tow, applied a light,
And sent it forth. Now Heaven's just oversight
Led the flame-bearer to its captor's fields.
It was the time for crops when harvest yields
A hopeful prospect of abundant share;
The man pursued, deploring wasted care,
And Ceres did not bless his threshing floor.
One should be meek, and ne'er be vexed sore.

Source: Davies: Fables of Babrius = Babrius 11

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