The ants were spending a fine winter's day
drying grain collected in the summertime. A Grasshopper, perishing with famine,
passed by and earnestly begged for a little food. The Ants inquired of him,
"Why did you not treasure up food during the summer?' He replied, "I
had not leisure enough. I passed the days in singing." They then said in
derision: "If you were foolish enough to sing all the summer, you must
dance supperless to bed in the winter."
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