A FISHERMAN skilled in music took his flute and his nets to the seashore. —
Standing on a projecting rock, he played several tunes in the hope that the fish, attracted by his melody, would of their own accord dance into his net, which he had placed below. —
At last, having long waited in vain, he laid aside his flute, and casting his net into the sea, made an excellent haul of fish. —
When he saw them leaping about in the net upon the rock he said: —
“O you most perverse creatures, when I piped you would not dance, but now that I have ceased you do so merrily.”