It happened that a Fisher, after fishing all day, caught only
a little fish. Pray, let me go, master, said the Fish. I am
much too small for your eating just now. If you put me back into
the river I shall soon grow, then you can make a fine meal off
me.
Nay1, nay, my little Fish, said the Fisher, I have you now.
I may not catch you hereafter.
A little thing in hand is worth more than
a great thing in prospect2.