Pennatis avibus quondam testudo locuta est, si quis eam volucrum constituisset humi, protinus e Rubris conchas proferret harenis, quis pretium nitido cortice baca daret: indignum, sibimet tardo quod sedula gressu nil ageret toto proficeretque die.
Once a tortoise said to the feathered birds that if one of the swift fliers could carry her away and set her safe on the ground she would at once from the sands of the Erythraean Sea produce shells on which their bright-crusted pearl conferred a value. She felt it an outrage that, despite her diligence, her slow pace prevented her doing anything or making any progress the whole day.
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