No longer fox art thou, my lion, my own self!
A wise head ever lessons learns from others’ ills,—
Who sees his neighbours victims fall, knows what them kills.”
The fox now thanked his stars a hundred, thousandfold,
For that the lion first the wolf to share had told;105
And reasoned: “Had he given me first his high command
To share the prey, my life I had not kept in hand.
Then praise to Him who ’th placed me low in this world’s scale,
To follow after mightier ones when they regale.”
So have we heard God’s judgments wrought in ages past