Jean de La Fontaine Fables - Book 6 - Fable 12 - shortstoriescoin
Rejoicing on their tyrant’s wedding-day,
The people drowned their care in drink;
While from the general joy did Aesop shrink,
And showed its folly in this way.
“The sun,” said he, once took it in his head
To have a partner for his bed.
From swamps, and ponds, and marshy bogs,
Up rose the wailings of the frogs.
“What shall we do, should he have progeny?”
Said they to Destiny;
“One sun we scarcely can endure,
And half-a-dozen, we are sure,
Will dry the very sea.
Adieu to marsh and fen!
Our race will perish then,
Or be obliged to fix
Their dwelling in the Styx!”
For such an humble animal,
The frog, I take it, reasoned well.

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The Sun and the Frogs – Jean de La Fontaine Fables – Book 6 – Fable 12



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