4.6 JZSOPS FABLES. Let Heaven but grant me Health, I'll give the Church my Wealth, And Orders take, repenting former Stealth. Then to her Son the Mother made reply; Ah my Dear 5/r^couldft thou but once-more fly, And cut with fanning wings the ample Sky} Wert hungry once agen, Thou'lt rob the Lyon's Den, SpoyI th' Eagles Neft,and pillage Gods and Men. Moral. A golden Robe in Whiter is too cold, .0 Dot in Summer is a Beard of Gold : hurcb-Robbers thus cram impious Cojfers ft And greedy men count Sacriledge God's Will.