THE ANTS were spending a fine winter's day drying grain
collected in the summertime. A Grasshopper, perishing with famine, passed by and
earnestly begged for a little food. The Ants inquired of him, "Why did you not
treasure up food during the summer?' He replied, "I had not leisure enough. I
passed the days in singing." They then said in derision: "If you were foolish
enough to sing all the summer, you must dance supperless to bed in the winter."