The fly sat upon the axel-tree of the chariot-wheel and said, What a dust do I raise!
Aesop
The fly sat upon the axel-tree of the chariot-wheel and said, What a dust do I raise!
Man please thy maker and be merry set not for this world a cherry.
The fly sat upon the axel-tree of the chariot-wheel and said, What a dust do I raise!
The fly sat upon the axel-tree of the chariot-wheel and said, What a dust do I raise!
There is no fate that cannot be surmounted by scorn.
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