An ass, belonging to an
herb-seller who gave him too little food and too much work made a petition to
Jupiter to be released from his present service and provided with another
master. Jupiter, after warning him that
he would repent his request, caused him to be sold to a tile-maker. Shortly afterwards, finding that he had heavier
loads to carry and harder work in the brick-field, he petitioned for another
change of master. Jupiter, telling him that
it would be the last time that he could grant his request, ordained that he be
sold to a tanner. The Ass found that he
had fallen into worse hands, and noting his master's occupation, said,
groaning: "It would have been
better for me to have been either starved by the one, or to have been
overworked by the other of my former masters, than to have been bought by my present
owner, who will even after I am dead tan my hide, and make me useful to
him."
He that finds discontentment in one place
is
not likely to find happiness in another
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