He jumps, but the bunch still escapes.
So he goes away sour;
And, 'tis said, to this hour
Declares that he's no taste for grapes.
THE GRAPES OF DISAPPOINTMENT ARE ALWAYS SOUR
Source: W. J. Linton's fables in verse, with illustrations by Walter Crane: Fable 1.
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