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Two parrots lived a sire and son	B
On roastings from a royal fire	C
Two demigods a son and sire	C
These parrots pension'd for their fun	B
Time tied the knot of love sincere	D
The sires grew to each other dear	D
The sons in spite of their frivolity	E
Grew comrades boon in joke and jollity	E
At mess they mated hot or cool	F
Were fellow scholars at a school	F
Which did the bird no little honour since	G
The boy by king begotten was a prince	G
By nature fond of birds the prince too petted	E
A sparrow which delightfully coquetted	E
These rivals both of unripe feather	C
One day were frolicking together	C
As oft befalls such little folks	H
A quarrel follow'd from their jokes	H
The sparrow quite uncircumspect	E
Was by the parrot sadly peck'd	E
With drooping wing and bloody head	E
His master pick'd him up for dead	E
And being quite too wroth to bear it	E
In heat of passion kill'd his parrot	E
When this sad piece of news he heard	E
Distracted was the parent bird	E
His piercing cries bespoke his pain	I
But cries and tears were all in vain	I
The talking bird had left the shore	J
In short he talking now no more	J
Caused such a rage to seize his sire	C
That lighting on the prince in ire	K
He put out both his eyes	L
And fled for safety as was wise	L
The bird a pine for refuge chose	M
And to its lofty summit rose	M
There in the bosom of the skies	L
Enjoy'd his vengeance sweet	E
And scorn'd the wrath beneath his feet	E
Out ran the king and cried in soothing tone	N
'Return dear friend what serves it to bemoan	N
Hate vengeance mourning let us both omit	E
For me it is no more than fit	E
To own though with an aching heart	E
The wrong is wholly on our part	E
Th' aggressor truly was my son	B
My son no but by Fate the deed was done	B
Ere birth of Time stern Destiny	E
Had written down the sad decree	E
That by this sad calamity	E
Your child should cease to live and mine to see	E
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'Let both then cease to mourn	O
And you back to your cage return '	-
'Sire king ' replied the bird	E
'Think you that after such a deed	E
I ought to trust your word	E
You speak of Fate by such a heathen creed	E
Hope you that I shall be enticed to bleed	E
But whether Fate or Providence divine	P
Gives law to things below	Q
'Tis writ on high that on this waving pine	P
Or where wild forests grow	Q
My days I finish safely far	R
From that which ought your love to mar	R
And turn it all to hate	E
Revenge I know 's a kingly morsel	S
And ever hath been part and parcel	S
Of this your godlike state	E
You would forget the cause of grief	T
Suppose I grant you my belief	T
'Tis better still to make it true	U
By keeping out of sight of you	U
Sire king my friend no longer wait	E
For friendship to be heal'd	E
But absence is the cure of hate	E
As 'tis from love the shield '	-

Jean De La Fontaine

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