The cock implored the pigeon’s flight,

Whose wings were rapid, strong, and light;

The pigeon strength of wing despised,

And the cock’s matchless valour prized.

The fishes wish’d to graze the plain;

The beasts to skim beneath the main.

Thus, envious of another’s state,

Each blam’d the partial hand of fate.

Gay.

Slander’d in vain, enjoy the spleen of foes;