Some Cook from his kitchen went into the tavern, meanwhile he left a tomcat at home to guard a food against mice. But what did he see upon return? There were scraps of cake on the floor; and Tom in the corner behind a barrel of vinegar,
purring and humming, was tasting a chicken.
"Oh, you glutton! Ah, villain!" -
then Cook rebuked Thomas -
"Well, are not you ashamed?
(while Tom still was eating the chicken.)
What! Until now you have been an honest tomcat,
you was considered a model of humility -
But you ... Ah! What a shame! Now all the neighbors will say:
"Tom is a thief! Tom is a rogue! Would it be possible so to say to let Tom go not just into the kitchen, but even into the yard: he is a plague of this place!"
(While Tom was listening but eating.)
There my rhetorician, giving free rein to the flow of words, could not find the end of moralizing. What next? While he was exercising in oratory, the tomcat had eaten a dish of steak into the bargain.
My dear fellow, mark my words:
"Eloquence is useless there,
Where one need to use the power".