Infortunia nostra, alienis collata, leviora
The Asse, and Ape complaine, and thought theire fortunes bad:
The Asse, for wante of hornes, the Ape, bycause no taile he had.
The Mole, then answere made: I have no eyes to see,
Then wherefore can you nature blame, if that you looke on mee.
Which biddes us bee contente, with lot that God doth sende,
For if wee others wantes do wey, our happes wee maie commende.