Two Pots had been left on the bank of a river, one of brass¹,
and one of earthenware².  When the tide rose they both floated off
down the stream.  Now the earthenware pot tried its best to keep
aloof from the brass one, which cried out: "Fear nothing, friend,
I will not strike you."

  "But I may come in contact with you," said the other, "if I
come too close; and whether I hit you, or you hit me, I shall
suffer for it."


The strong and the weak cannot keep company.

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