jESOPS FABLES, III And fince againfr. your Foe I aided you., Can you deny Me like fupply ? Come, and with me my Enemy fubdue. i Then figh'd the Horfe, and to the Man reply'd; 1 I feel thy cruel Rowels gall my fide. And now I am thy Slave; But thank thy ielf for this, thou foolifli Beaft, That for Revenge to fbrein Intereft Thy felf and Kingdom gave. Mongft Rockie Mountains I had better dwelt, And fed on Thorns, Gor'd by th' Harts Horns, Than wicked Mans hard Servitude have fdt. M.OR A L. Some injurd Princes have, to be revengd, With their own Realms, the Chriftian World unhingd, On any tearms, with any Nation deal: WiU Heaven not hear them ? They I to Hell appeal. Fab.