musca sic coepit prior: Conferre nostris tu potes te laudibus? moror inter aras, templa perlustro deum; ubi immolatur, exta praegusto omnia; in capite regis sedeo cum visum est mihi, et matronarum casta delibo oscula; laboro nihil atque optimis rebus fruor.
The fly was the first to begin; said he: How can you possibly compare your distinctions with mine? I loiter among the altars; I wander through all the temples of the gods; when a sacrifice is made I taste all the entrails before anyone else; I sit on the kings head whenever I please, and I sip the pure kisses of married dames; I toil not, yet I reap the best of everything.
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