non pudet heus inquit longaevo vincula collo ferre nec haec positis otia nosse iugis? cum mihi subiectas pateat discursus in herbas et nemorum liceat rursus opaca sequi.
You there, he said, are you not ashamed to have your aged neck fastened, unable to throw off the yoke and know the leisure that is mine? For I am free to range at will over the low-lying pasture, and then again I can make for the shade of the grove.
final_alignments\Avianus_Fables.json