A nightingale was singing high in an oak when a hungry hawk swooped and seized her. Facing death, she begged him to let her go, pleading that she was far too small to fill a hawk's belly, and that he should turn instead to larger birds. But the hawk answered, "I would be out of my mind to drop the meal already in my talons and chase after prey I cannot even see."
Foolish are those who let slip what they already hold for the hope of something greater.Moral
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