Musca in temone sedit et mulam increpans : «Quam tarda es !» inquit « non vis citius progredi ? Vide ne dolone collum conpungam tibi. » Respondit illa : « Verbis non moveor tuis; Magistrum timeo sella qui prima sedens Tergum flagello temperat lento meum et ora frenis continet spumantibus. Quapropter aufer frivolam insolentiam ; Namque ubi non tricandum et ubi currendum sit, scio.» Hac derideri fabula merito potest qui sine virtute vanas exercet minas.
A fly sits on a cart and rebuking a mule [feminine] says: "How slow are you! Don't you want to move faster? Be careful that I don't sting you with my sting". The mule answers: "I'm not moved by your words; I fear the driver sitting on the front saddle, who regulates my back with a slow staff and holds down my mouth with a foaming bit. So leave this useless arrogance; in fact I know when it is necessary to linger and when to run." He, who moves vain threats without bravery, can make fun of this tale.
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