Once the Town Rat invited the Country Rat,
In a most civil manner,
To some leftovers of Ortolans.
On a Turkish rug
The table was laid.
I leave you to imagine the life
These two friends led.
The feast was quite decent,
Nothing was missing from the banquet;
But someone disturbed the party
While they were in full swing.
At the door of the room
They heard a noise:
The Town Rat darts away;
His comrade follows him.
The noise stops, they come back:
Rats out in the open at once;
And the city dweller says:
Let us finish all our roast.
– That is enough, says the rustic;
Tomorrow you will come to my home:
Not that I pride myself
On all your royal feasts;
But nothing comes to interrupt me:
I eat entirely at leisure.
Farewell then; fie on the pleasure
That fear can corrupt.
Jean de La Fontaine
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