There were some of the Fishermen who were removing out their nets from the sea. Perceiving them to be very heavy, they danced about for joy and supposed that they had taken a large catch of fishes.
When they had removed the nets to the shore they found but few fish: the nets were full of sand and stones, and the men were beyond measure cast down so much at the disappointment which had befallen them, but because they had formed such very different expectations.
One of them, an old man, said, "Let us stop
crying for what we did not get, my mates, for,
as it seems to me, sorrow is always the twin
sister of joy; and it was only to be looked for
that we, who just now were over-rejoiced, should
next have something to make us sad."