Once in summertime the bear and the wolf were walking in the forest, and the bear heard a bird singing so beautifully that he said, “Brother wolf, what bird is it that sings so well?”
“That is the King of birds,” said the wolf, “before whom we must bow down.” It was, however, in reality the willow-wren ( Zaunkönig ).
“If that’s the case,” said the bear, “I should very much like to see his royal palace; come, take me thither.”