The Bittern and the Hoopoe
"Where do you like best to feed your flocks?" said a man to an old cow-herd.
"Here, sir, where the grass is neither too rich nor too poor, or else it is no use." "Why not?" asked the man.
"Do you hear that
He called, "Come, cows, come," but it was of no use; they took no notice of his calling. The hoopoe, however, could not even get his cows up on their legs, so faint and weak had they become.
"Up, up, up," screamed he, but it was in vain, they remained lying on the sand. That is the way when one has no moderation. And to this day, though they have no flocks now to watch, the bittern cries, "Come, cows, come," and the hoopoe, "Up, up, up."
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