jESOPS FABLES. 75 Fab.XXXII. OfthelVolfandtheFox. Hat Night what daughter did the fields im- brew, When from the Woods, and Hils, the WoU vijh Crew, Pretending R efcue of their curfed Brood, Howling the Peace was broke, Fell on theguiltlefs Flock, And fatisfi'd their ravening Jaws with Blood ! They who a Solemn League and Cov'nant fwore, But one fhort day before, Then flew Ram Beline at the Shepherd's dore, And with him (laughter'd many thoufands more. 'Mong thefe was one whom Wolvs themfelvs did call, For R aplne,Plunder-Majler-General; This having ftuft, in that great Maflacre, His Den with fatteft Sheep, R efol vs a Feaft to keep, And fit in State alone like King's to fare: When with Self-kindnefs ftruck, he thus began; I fear nor Dog nor Man; I (corn the Swain, and Sheep-Protector Pan j Soul take thy R eft, do they the worft they can. A crafty Fox}who ftrid account did keep Of thofe well-fed, and golden-fleeced Sheep He, by the horns, that night tos Den had drawn, Two days and long nights waits, Expeding open Gates; When with the greedy Worm his Bowels gnawn, M 2 Aloud