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47 something about flying quicker than I, and yet you don't accompany me; the fact of the matter is that you, without looking into your own powers, had trifled with me." By the time that the crow had gone a little further, it became tired and unable to fly along and was in sore distress. The swan thereupon laughing placed it on its own wings and prevented it from falling into the waters below, brought it to the shore and left it there.

Thus an impotent fool, who begins by despising the strong and the good, will, in the end, come to degradation.