Tale Second.
On a time the men of Gotham fain would have pinned in the cuckoo, whereby she should sing all the year; and in the midst of the town they had a hedge made round in compass, and they got the cuckoo, and put her into it, and said—
“Sing here, and you shall lack neither meat nor drink all the year.”
The cuckoo, when she perceived herself encompassed within the hedge, flew away.
“A vengeance on her,” said the wise men, “we made not our hedge high enough.”