140 Of a Foxe.
A Foxe came into a Vyneyard where he espied fayre clusters of Grapes which were rype,
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A Foxe came into a Vyneyard where he espied fayre clusters of Grapes which were rype,
of them fayne would he eate, and bycause they were past his reach, he thought to find some shift to gette them: but perceiuing his labour to be lost, and that by no meanes he could satisfie hys desire, he turned his sorowe into ioy, saying: Those Clusters be yet to soure to eate, for they would set my téeth on edge.
MOR. It is wisdome to dissēble that he careth not for that which he knoweth he can not get.