A Lion used to prowl about a field in which Four Oxen used
to dwell. Many a time he tried to attack them; but whenever
he came near they turned their tails to one another, so
that whichever way he approached them he was met by the
horns of one of them. At last, however, they fell a-quarrelling
among themselves, and each went off to pasture alone
in a separate corner of the field. Then the Lion attacked
them one by one and soon made an end of all four.
United we stand, divided we fall.