hanc enisa diu planis effundere campis, scilicet ut nimiam pelleret inde sitim, postquam nulla viam virtus dedit, admovet omnes indignata nova calliditate dolos; nam brevis immersis accrescens sponte lapillis potandi facilem praebuit unda viam.
Long did the crow strive to spill this water on the level plain, to banish, of course, thereby her excessive thirst; but, when no valiant effort could provide a way, she lost her temper and with fresh cunning applied all her crafty devices. She threw pebbles in, and the low level of water rose naturally and so supplied an easy way of drinking.
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