early one morning, a fisherman skilled in music took his flute and his nets to the seashore. standing on a high rock, he played several tunes in the hope that the fish, attracted by his melody, would 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, "oh, you most peculiar creatures, when I played you would not dance, but now that I have ceased you do so merrily."
those who refuse a benefit when it is first offered will gain nothing by acting as asked when constrained to.
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