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;