S FABLES. Fab. XXIII. Of the Lyon grown old. COme all, come all, take your revenges full, My Coufin Horfe, the Boar, the Bear and Bull; Come all you free-born beafts, and now no more Tr... Show more
S FABLES. Fab. XXIII. Of the Lyon grown old. COme all, come all, take your revenges full, My Coufin Horfe, the Boar, the Bear and Bull; Come all you free-born beafts, and now no more Tremble to htar the cruel Lyon rore The Forreft now is ours, that Tyrant which So long proud Scepters fwai'd, in yonder Ditch Lyes bed-rid, brays the AfTe; then come each one And give him ample Retribution. And I'll redeem my R eputation loft: The Lyon now fhall know unto his coft, The Afs is no fuch daftard, nor fo dull; Then come, come all, and take R evenges full. This faid, the Vulgar rufh, both wild and tame, Where the old Lyonhy, Weak, Sick, and Lame : His Crown they feize, upon his Scepter tread, And pull his Royal Ermine o'r his Head. When round his Eyes the dying Monarch caft, And as he view'd them, groaning/pake his laft; I did not well, when I had Strength and Power, So many loving Sub/e&s to devour, Whofe friends take ;uft revenge: But where are they Who drank with me their blood, and Hiar'd the Prey To guard my perfbn from their cruel R age? Some my dim fight prefents, who now engage With greater Malice: ah ! for which good deed Friends doe you tear my fides ? You make me bleed ? 'Twas no well grounded Policy of State By Arbitrary Power to purchafe Hate; K But
FABLES. But I did worfe, in choofing fuch falfe Friends, That ;oyn with Foes, having obtain'd their ends. Moral. When Kings are weatyhen affive SubjcBs jlrive To raife their Power above Prer... Show more
FABLES. But I did worfe, in choofing fuch falfe Friends, That ;oyn with Foes, having obtain'd their ends. Moral. When Kings are weatyhen affive SubjcBs jlrive To raife their Power above Prerogative : Both Friends and Foes confpire with Time and Fates, Oft to reduce proud Kingdoms into States. Fae
I FABLES. Fab. XXIV. Of the Dog and the Afs. / / haft thou got Thy breakfaft yet, fpeak Sirrah, haft thou not ? Your whining and colloging will not ferve, Thy fat fides, Villain, ... Show more
I FABLES. Fab. XXIV. Of the Dog and the Afs. / / haft thou got Thy breakfaft yet, fpeak Sirrah, haft thou not ? Your whining and colloging will not ferve, Thy fat fides, Villain, fay thou doft not fterve, The Mafter faid to's Dog; then ftrokes his Head, And claps his Back, and Neck : the Cur well bred With fawning poftures firft plays with his Knee, Then leaps up to his Breaft, next who but he, His Mafter's lap's his Cufhion, where at eafe He lyes, and torments the tormenting Fleas. This put the fallen Aft in woful dumps, W"ho his deep Judgment for a Reafon pumps Why he fhould toyl, and eat the bread of Care; And th' idle Dog like his rich Mafter fare. Then with a figh he faid; Have I with Patience,and Packfadles, broke My heart and fides, my back fo many a ftroke Endur'd, to make my greedy Mafter rich > When his proud Steed lay fainting in a Ditch, And cry'd no more he'd be a Pack-Horfe made : I took the Burthen from the pamper'd Jade, And bore it ftoutly through a tedious Rode. And yet this Whelp, this cringing A-la-mode With Bels, and Collar,Hair in th' Ifland guife, Feeds with his Lord, and on fbft Couches lyes. And why ? becaufe hee'l fport, and fawn, and cog, He knows no other Duty of a Dog. This keeps no Sheep, nor takes foul Swine by th' ear, Ne'r barks at Thievs. nor playes at Bull or Bear, ' K2 But
JB.SOTS FABLES. But a meer Foifting-Hound; well, now I fee, Not always Strength ..nor Wit, nor Induftry Gains Fortune's Smile; too oft in Princes Courts Great Favourites rife by Jefts and i... Show more
JB.SOTS FABLES. But a meer Foifting-Hound; well, now I fee, Not always Strength ..nor Wit, nor Induftry Gains Fortune's Smile; too oft in Princes Courts Great Favourites rife by Jefts and idle Sports And Complements: if fo, there's none furpafies For Complement your Complemental Ajfes. I am refolv'd their Dog-fhips, Ape-fhips all This day to imitate, fall what my fall. This faid, the Afs pricks his notorious Ear, And like a Hobby-horfe, or dancing Bear, Begins to move, now like a Spaniel plays, But ftill his own Voyce frights him when he brays. Then to his Mafter boldly he drew neer, At laft charg'd him with a full Career: Then rifing up takes with a rough im brace, About the Neck, offers to lick his Face, And with foul Hoofs wanders all or hisBreaft. With wonder then and fuddain fear oppreft, Th' affrighted Mafter calls aloud for aid ; Then Ajfinego for his folly paid: Who,while his bones Swains made with beating fore, Did thus his Fortune patiently deplore; My Genius, and my Perfon I miftake, Not every Block a Mercury will make ,* Foul ways, and heavy Burthens better fuit With Ruftick Ajfes, than the Ivory Lute. All things befit not all,and Imitation Is for the Ape, more than the Afs,in fajhion. Moral. Oft airy Jefiers, and fh ant ajlicDr oils: Tahg more than wife,learn d, or indnjlrious Souls : A handfome Mien, a varnijh'd Out-fide,can More than the golden Linings of a Man. Fab.
JSOPS FABLES. Fab. XXV. Of the Husband-man and Snake. 1~~"^Here dwelt a learned Serpent neer a Grove,, W^hom Fortune did not love. She gave him want, whom Nature had made And Induftry had t... Show more
JSOPS FABLES. Fab. XXV. Of the Husband-man and Snake. 1~~"^Here dwelt a learned Serpent neer a Grove,, W^hom Fortune did not love. She gave him want, whom Nature had made And Induftry had taught all Sciences. (wife, He knew each walk in Heaven's great board of Chefs VKhere Games not end in many thousand years : Could golden Hieroglyphicks all expre/s Which fill the Volume of nine mighty Spheres : He could the Mufters of Heaven's Army tell, And when Stars ruling Seafbns rofe, and fell. There was a Shepherd,who by his advice Grew wealthy in a trice. His thousands wandring on Sicilian Hils. Twice every day a milky River ills His fnowy Pails j his numbers not decreafe: When from the Sky fome dire Contagion falls, fmefs When Herds & Flocks fcarce make up Death one Thijifon raging in full Coats and Stalls. This Swain invites the Snake his Houie to grace, And live with him, the w Genius of the place. U) Snakes were generally the En-gn of a place confecrared to the ods, as may be coa jeftur'd from this Verfe of Perjins Satyr i. Tinge Ams atigues; fueri, facer efl h- He that the wi/efr. Charmer would not hear Gave to this R uftick ear, Refolv'd to leave fad Hunger, Cold, and Care, For roofs, where Joy,and Warrrith,and plenty were. Nor long he fb/ourn'd, when th'illnatur'd Swain, Vex'd that he could not fell a ftubborn Oke, With the fame hatchet would his Gheft haveflain, And raging charg'd him with a mighty Stroke; y p Tombs of Heroes.- of which Plutarch in the life of ^.r gives this i i ii fol! duct Serpents: phich the Mutants ei-fcrvitig, of til animals Jid efpecUllj appropriate them to the Heroes. The fame Author reports, that a .Serpent was taken about the dead body of Cleomcxesflnd Paaltts lALmilias writes that one was found in the Tomb of Charles Marttl, where there was nothing but the Corps to produce it.-and Pliny affirms that he hath heard of Hardly *-
6'Z FABLES. Hardly with life the wounded Serpent fled To his own feats,and frighted hides his Head. Thofe whom we wrong^we hate: what Arts the ftern R uftick before did learn From the wife S... Show more
6'Z FABLES. Hardly with life the wounded Serpent fled To his own feats,and frighted hides his Head. Thofe whom we wrong^we hate: what Arts the ftern R uftick before did learn From the wife Serpent, now feem'd poor, and cheap : Who Winds and Stars obferve, not Sow,, nor Reap. Him Induflry, and Fortune happy made; But not long after Udders full wax dry, A chaffie Ear fhoots from a wither'd Blade; His Corn is Wafted, Sheep and Cattel dy. Suppliant heftands then at the Serpentsdore, And thusdefires his company once more. Wife as thy felf, than Doves more innocent., The injury I repent ; And though 'tis Juftice,fince thy Head did fed My cruel Axe, that thou friouldft brui/e my Heel ; Yet pardon me, and once more I entreat, That thou wouldft blefs my little Houie again. Then Ipoke the Serpent from his low-roof'd feat, Though the W'ound's whole, the memory I retain; Yet I'll forgive the WVong, but never more While thou a hatchet haft come in thy dore. Moral. What pleafure hath fill Boards jwhen or our Head, A ponderous Sword hangs on a twijled Thread? Fly dangerous Company j&hen Choler burns, Oft Princely Cheer to bloody Banquets turns. Fab.
JZSOPS FABLES. Fab. XXVI. Of the Fox and the Crane. NOble Sir Crane,1 tarried at my Gate, You^and your Victory to congratulate. I heard the Battel was both (harp and long; The (*> Pigmie... Show more
JZSOPS FABLES. Fab. XXVI. Of the Fox and the Crane. NOble Sir Crane,1 tarried at my Gate, You^and your Victory to congratulate. I heard the Battel was both (harp and long; The (*> Pigmies are a Nation fierce and ftrong. Bepleas'd good Sir to light, And take a Bait with me, 'tis long to night; Thus did the Fox the mounted Crane invite. The Crane not doubted but the Fox could gibe, As well as any of his fubtile Tribe. But the (harp Air amongft Rifhxan Rocks, Where nothing was but Hunger,Cold,and Knoc Provok'd his Appetite; Befides, afavoury Steam did him invite, And his long Nofe now flood in his own light. At laft Fox-hall they enter, where they fbs A Table in a Broathy Deluge drown'd. Broath muft not cool; This piddles with h While young Sir Reynard did whole Rivers Licks up the Mediterrane, Drinks mifty Bays, then guzzles up the Main, Till the boards Weinicot face appears again. When to himfelf the vex'd Crane faid; Did I That Giant Pigmy kill twelve inches high, When breaking of our egs a Sea he made ? Him, fpitted on this Bill,with wings difplai'd I carried or the Rocks: And fliall this long-tail'd Cur, this Fox-furr'd Fox Abufe me ? Muft rny fhoulders bear his Mocks ? W Of the Cranes and Pygmies, fee Note on Fable 15. I