A cockerel was looking for something to eat in a dunghill, and found there
a pearl. "What an unworthy place you are in," he said, "precious as you are! If those who are greedy of your worth had seen you, you would already have returned to the splendor of your former time. But I have found you, who much prefer food, and this cannot do you or me any good at all."
I relate this story to those who do not understand me.
[ In sterquilino pullus gallinaceus
Dum quaerit escam, margaritam repperit.
«Iaces indigno quanta res» inquit «loco!
Hoc si quis pretii cupidus vidisset tui,
Olim redisses ad splendorem pristinum.
Ego quod te inveni, potior cui multo est cibus,
Nec tibi prodesse nec mihi quicquam potest».
Hoc illis narro, qui me non intellegunt.]
a pearl. "What an unworthy place you are in," he said, "precious as you are! If those who are greedy of your worth had seen you, you would already have returned to the splendor of your former time. But I have found you, who much prefer food, and this cannot do you or me any good at all."
I relate this story to those who do not understand me.
[ In sterquilino pullus gallinaceus
Dum quaerit escam, margaritam repperit.
«Iaces indigno quanta res» inquit «loco!
Hoc si quis pretii cupidus vidisset tui,
Olim redisses ad splendorem pristinum.
Ego quod te inveni, potior cui multo est cibus,
Nec tibi prodesse nec mihi quicquam potest».
Hoc illis narro, qui me non intellegunt.]
