178 - The Fowler and the Viper



A Fowler, taking his bird-lime and his twigs, went out to catch birds. 

Seeing a thrush sitting upon a tree, he wished to take it, and fitting his twigs to a proper length, watched intently, having his whole thoughts directed towards the sky. 

While thus looking upwards, he unknowingly trod upon a Viper asleep just before his feet. 

The Viper, turning about, stung him, and falling into a swoon, the man said to himself, "Woe is me! that while I purposed to hunt another, I am myself fallen unawares into the snares of death."

When we try to damage our neighbor, we do not realize our own misfortune.





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