Aesop's Fables by Aesop
A famished fox crept into a vineyard where ripe, luscious grapes were draped high upon arbors in a most temping display. In his effort to win a juicy prize, the fox jumped and sprang many times but failed in his attempts. When he finally had to admit defeat, he retreated snd muttered to himself, "Well, what does it matter anyway? The grapes are sour!"