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The Fox and the Grapes

By Babrius (c. Second Century A.D.)

Translation of James Davies

THERE hung some bunches of the purple grape

On a hillside. A cunning fox, agape

For these full clusters, many times essayed

To cull their dark bloom, many vain leaps made.

They were quite ripe, and for the vintage fit;

But when his leaps did not avail a whit,

He journeyed on, and thus his grief composed:—

“The bunch was sour, not ripe, as I supposed.”