Once upon a time, a partridge went hunting in a field, and spied an ant, which she seized in her beak by one of its legs. The ant laughed and said, you are a skillful hunter, partridge, yet it is a pity you cannot laugh as I do! Whereupon the partridge opened her beak to laugh and the ant escaped! Then the partridge saw how foolish she had been. So it is with man, for he will regret his laughter with bitter tears. Yet I will have nothing to regret, for I have no cause to laugh.
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