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The Sun and the Frogs

(Recueil 1, Livre 6, Fable 12)

 

 

Rejoicing on their tyrant's wedding-day,

The people drowned their care in drink;

While from the general joy did Aesop shrink,

And showed its folly in this way.

"The sun," said he, once took it in his head

To have a partner for his bed.

From swamps, and ponds, and marshy bogs,

Up rose the wailings of the frogs.

"What shall we do, should he have progeny?"

Said they to Destiny;

"One sun we scarcely can endure,

And half-a-dozen, we are sure,

Will dry the very sea.

Adieu to marsh and fen!

Our race will perish then,

Or be obliged to fix

Their dwelling in the Styx!"

For such an humble animal,

The frog, I take it, reasoned well.

Jean de La Fontaine

Book 6, Fable 12

 

 

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