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132 And again:

"Woe is me! How can I, a creature herbivorous, consort with this lion who devours raw flesh? There is wisdom in the saying:

And there is a proverb:

The sun, already setting, shows
 * His final flaming power,

And still the honey-thirsty bee
 * Explores the lotus-flower,

Forgets that it will prove a trap
 * That shuts at set of sun:

Ambition, thirsting for reward,
 * Is blind to dangers run.

Abandoning the lotus-bloom
 * With all its sweet content,

The jasmine's natural perfume
 * And luxury of scent,

The water-bees seek toilsome food,
 * On ichor-sipping bent:

So men reject the easy good,
 * In rogues o'erconfident.