jESOPS FABLES. Such meats abhor; Come, go with me to th' City, Here is cold Air, Famine, and Care Your miferable life in truth I pity. We Lords and Ladies fee, dance, laugh,'and ling Where is that Difli, they keep from us is dainty ? Proud Cats not oftner look upon the King, And we with Princes fhare prodigious Plenty, Invited thus, they went through many a Crany, When it was wide, On, fide by fide, To the Court Larder unde/cry'd of any. There heaps appear'd of Bak'd, Roft, Stewd^nd Sod; The vaft Earth's Plenty, and the Ocean's Riches; Able to fatisfie a Belly-God : The roof was hung withTongues,and Bacon flitches," Beef Mountains had Rofemary Forrefts growing On their high back, Nor was there lack Of Vinegar in Peper Channels flowing. Lirtle they laid, but fuddenly they charge Huge Venilbn walls,thenTow'rsofPafte they batter,* Breaches are made in trembling Cuftard large, Here a Potrido the bold Sifters matter; This takes a Sturgeon, that a pickled Sammon; Then tooth and nail They both aflail lied Dear immur'd, or feiz'd an armed Gammon, While boldly thus they Mighty Havock made, They hear Keys gingle, and a Groaning Wicket; E 2 From