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The Kite And The Nightingale.

    By Jean de La Fontaine



[1]

    A noted thief, the kite,
    Had set a neighbourhood in fright,
    And raised the clamorous noise
    Of all the village boys,
    When, by misfortune, - sad to say, -
    A nightingale fell in his way.
    Spring's herald begg'd him not to eat
    A bird for music - not for meat.
    'O spare!' cried she, 'and I'll relate
    'The crime of Tereus and his fate.' -
    'What's Tereus?[2] Is it food for kites?' -
    'No, but a king, of female rights
    The villain spoiler, whom I taught
    A lesson with repentance fraught;
    And, should it please you not to kill,
    My song about his fall
    Your very heart shall thrill,
    As it, indeed, does all.' -
    Replied the kite, a 'pretty thing!
    When I am faint and famishing,
    To let you go, and hear you sing?' -
    'Ah, but I entertain the king!' -
    'Well, when he takes you, let him hear
    Your tale, full wonderful, no doubt;
    For me, a kite, I'll go without.'
    An empty stomach hath no ear.[3]



Extra Info:
[1] Abstemius; also Aesop.
[2] What's Tereus? - See story of Tereus Philomela and Progne, in Ovid's Metamorphoses.
[3] An empty stomach hath no ear. - Cato the Censor said in one of his speeches to the Romans, who were clamouring for a distribution of corn, "It is a difficult task, my fellow-citizens, to speak to the belly, because it hath no ears." - Plutarch's Life of Cato (Langhorne's ed.). "The belly has no ears, nor is it to be filled with fair words." - Rabelais, Book IV., ch. 63.



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