JESOTS FABLES. 113 Whom Boreas charg'd with a huge Drift of Snow. The Man Began Having no Fire, his Fingers ends to blow. Why thus he blew his Hands ? His Hofl demands, And wondring (lands:... Show more
JESOTS FABLES. 113 Whom Boreas charg'd with a huge Drift of Snow. The Man Began Having no Fire, his Fingers ends to blow. Why thus he blew his Hands ? His Hofl demands, And wondring (lands: Who then reply'd; My Breath, my Fingers will Streight unbenum, and warm,, though ne'r fo chill. Soon the kind Satyr made a Fire, and got Boyl'd Lentils,, which he gave the Stranger, hot. The Traveller begins to blow His Broth, Then ask'd the R ural Diety, W hy io ? My Breath will cool't,he faid: Then wondrous wrath, The flaring Satyr anfwer'd ; I that am The Devil's Siller's Son,and to his Dam As neer ally'd by my dear Mother, which Is now a famous Caledonian Witch, Dare not a Monfler like to thee behold ; A Man That can With the fame Lungs at once blow Hot and Cold. Be gon, or elfe that Breath Thou fhalt bequeath To me in Death. A Sycophant, and a Backbiter too! My Uncle himfelf had bell beware of you. Moral. Who fmile, and ftab; at once deer, and attaint; Lil^e FiBures are, here Devil, and there Saint: But Fiends and Saints convertible be, for where We fry a Devil, fome fay a Saint goes there. R Fab.
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FABLES. (a)D*d*lni with his Son Icarus being imprilon'd by Minos, and feeing no pollibility of efcapeeither by Sea or Land, makes htmfelf and his fon artificial wings, and faves himfelf by f... Show more
FABLES. (a)D*d*lni with his Son Icarus being imprilon'd by Minos, and feeing no pollibility of efcapeeither by Sea or Land, makes htmfelf and his fon artificial wings, and faves himfelf by flight through tha air ; but his Son , having the cement of his wings melted by his too near approach to the Sun, dropt into the Sea, from him call'd the Ic'a-WrfwSea .- The Moral of this Fable Seneca the Tragedian delivers thus: at heights, great downfah ballance Be gre'at and glorioas they that w I.tt none for patent me adore. M ay my fmal Bark coalt by the fh U'uforcd to fea by lofty Winds, Calm Bayes proud Fortune n minds; Bt -hips on high wrought H':;s afl Whofe ! op (ails {well with clo The Hiftory contain'd in it is this : DrMhs iinprifon'd by Mini in the Labyrinth, efciped by a wile, and put to Sea in two fmall vcfkls; the one guided by bm;fdf,ihe other by his Son Icarus, when by the help of their Sails invented by Utdtlui, they out-(tripe their purfutrs : Which bfcaufe they weredifplaytd like Wing,and carried them with fo ftrange a celerity , they were feign'd to fly. But Icarus by bearing too q eat Hail , nverfet his Bark.at.dpsr.fh. J in t'l. v. >.. Fab.XLVII. Of the Rebellion of the Hands and Feet. REafon3 once King in Man, Depos'd, and dead The Purple Ifle was rul'd without a Head : The Stomach a devouring State fwaid all; i At which the Hand? did burn^ the Feet did gall: Swift to fjhed Blood, and prone to Civil Stirs Thefe Members were, who now turn Levellers: The vaft R evenue of the little World Is in the Exchequer of the Belly hurl'd, And Toy! on them impos'd by Eternal Laws; With a drawn Sword the Hands thus plead the Caufe; Freeborn as you^here we demand our Right, Keafon being vanquifrYd, the proud Appetite In Microcofmus- muft no Tyrant be, The idle Paunch fliall work as well as we. The Stomach promis'd, and fo gain'd our loves, Our King dethron'd, we fhould in Kid-skin Gloves Grow /oft again, and free from Corns,the Feet In Cordovant at leifure walk the Street, Who now toy! more than when that Monarch fwai'd: Then we did works of Winder, then we made JEgy^tian Pyramids, Maufolus Tomb, Built the GranCaire, great Ninive, and Rome; Heaven-threatning Babell, thofe sky-kifliing Tow'rs, Proud boaft themlelvs, a mighty Work of ours; We (-a) Dadalns wing'd to fly from ipire to fpire, And Thunder fram'd out-ranted Jove's loud Fire; Thefe were our Work, which are by Fameenroll'd; Now we drefsMeat,Change it fome God to Gold. Skies,Seas,we ipread with Nets,vaft Earth with Gins, To banquet you, who feaft (even deadly Sins. Did
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Did we for this ftorm the bold Breaft, and raze Jove7 Image in the Heaven-advanced Face ? Where our fiharp NaiJs a R ubrick pen'd in gore, And curl'd roofs from King Reaforis Palace tore ? Fo... Show more
Did we for this ftorm the bold Breaft, and raze Jove7 Image in the Heaven-advanced Face ? Where our fiharp NaiJs a R ubrick pen'd in gore, And curl'd roofs from King Reaforis Palace tore ? For fuch rewards the Feet in cooling ftreams, Sweating did rufli; who by fuch Stratagems Did at ftrange diftance difaffed with pain The Head, hurt Reafon, and diilurb the Brain. In brief, or work, or fail:, take up your Staff, Guird thy Loyns, Belly,and leave Banquets off. This /aid, the Stomach with fharp Choler iiirr'd Caft forth fuch things, belching at every word; Rebellious Members, you that be iofar From Peace, that rather 'mong your felvs you'l war; What Ads did you to thofe that we have done > Who was it carried the great buiinefs.on ? The Senfes took, the Cinque-Ports of the Realm, With a fair Shade, and a deluding Dream ? Was't you, or we ? full with (a) Egyptian Gods The Brainifh Monarch drove from his aboads., Beat up all Quarters of the Heart by Night, And did that Fort with its own trembling fright > Who fweli'd the Spleen ? and made the Gall o'r-rlow? The Feet and Hands ? who made the Liver glow, Till all thofe Purple Atoms in the Blood Which make the Soul, fwom in a burning Flood. From whence inflam'd, they feiz'd upon the Head, And o'r the Face their blufliing Enfigns fpread ? All that you boaft of fince this War began, Are but light Skirmimes with th' Outward Man; Leave threatning, muft we keep perpetual Lent ? The Members fhall,as fbon as we, repent. Trembling with Rage,the Feet and Hands depart, The Stomach fwels, high goes th'incenfed Heart. It 2 Three
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FABLES. Three days in Pockets clofeted the Hands Refufe to put on Gloves, the vex'd Foot (lands. Mean while the Stomach was come down,and cries, What once a hollow Tooth forv'd, would fuffic... Show more
FABLES. Three days in Pockets clofeted the Hands Refufe to put on Gloves, the vex'd Foot (lands. Mean while the Stomach was come down,and cries, What once a hollow Tooth forv'd, would fuffice The ftreighten'd Maw ; one Bit,one Crum beftow : But ftill the moody Members anfwer, No. At laffc an extreme feeblenefs they felt, Saw all but Skin and their hard Bones to melt, A pale Confumption Lording overall; At which a Counlel the faint Brethren call; The Stomach muft be fed, which now was fo Contraded, thatjike them, it anfwer'd, No. At which pale Death her cold approaches made, When to the dying Feet the weak Hands laid; Brethren in evil, fince we did deny The Belly Food,we muft together dy. All that are Members in a Common-wealth, Should,more than Private, aim at Publick Health: The Rich the Poor, and Poor the Rich muft aid: None can proteB themselves with their own Shade. None for themselves are Born. We brought in Food, Which the kind Stomach did prepare for Blood, The Liver gave it tindure, the great Vein Sends it in thoufand feveral Streams again To feed the parts, which there aflimulates. Concord builds high, when Difcord ruins States. But the chief Caufe did our Deftrudion bring, V^as, we Rebell'd 'gainft Keafon our true King. Moral. Civil Commotions flrongly carried on, Seldom bring Quiet when the War is done; 7 hen thoufand Interejis inftrangefiapes appear, And through all ways to certain Ruin fleer. Fab.
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FABLES. 117 Fab. XLVIII. Of the Horfe and laden Afs. DEar Brother Horfe/o heavy is my Load, That my gall'd back Is like to crack, Some pity take,, Or I fhall perim in the Road; For thy fair ... Show more
FABLES. 117 Fab. XLVIII. Of the Horfe and laden Afs. DEar Brother Horfe/o heavy is my Load, That my gall'd back Is like to crack, Some pity take,, Or I fhall perim in the Road; For thy fair Sifters fake, W"ho once did bear To me a Son, a Mule, my hopeful Heir, Affiftancelend, My Burthen fliare, Or elfe a cruel end W^aits on thy Fellow-fervant, and thy Friend : Here I muft ly And dy; The tir'd Aft faid to the th' empty Horfe went by. Prick'd up with Pride and Provender, the Horfe Deni'd his aid; Shall I, he faid, My own back lade, And hurt my felf, ftirr'd up with fond Remorfe ? My prudent Mafter laid This on thee, who Better than you or 1 knows what to do. My Sifter Mare Was given to you, Our Nobler R ace to fpare, The Afs and Mule muft all the burthens bear. I muft no Pack, Nor Sack, But my dear Mafter carry on my back. <!-% This
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JESOPS FABLES. This faid; Heart-broak the Aft fell down and di'd: The Matter ftreight Laid all the Weight On his proud Mate ; And fpread above the Ajfes hide. Repenting, but too late., TheH... Show more
JESOPS FABLES. This faid; Heart-broak the Aft fell down and di'd: The Matter ftreight Laid all the Weight On his proud Mate ; And fpread above the Ajfes hide. Repenting, but too late., TheHorfe then faid; Thou wert accurs'd did'ft not thy Brother aid. Now on my back Th' whole burthens laid. Such Mortals goodnefs lack., And CounfeL, which their Friends diftreft not aid: Had I born part The (mart Had been but fmall,which now muft break my Heart. Moral. " People that under Tyrant Scepters live, Should each to other hjrid Ajjiflance give : The Rich, the Poor, ft ill over-Tax d Jhould aid, Left on their Shoulders the whole Burthens laid. Fab,
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Fab. XLIX. Of the Fox and the Cock. SOon as the Fox to PuUein-fumiftid Farms Approaches made, Though valiant, Chantickere not trufting Arms Nor humane aid, Afcends a Tree, Where he Stood fafe... Show more
Fab. XLIX. Of the Fox and the Cock. SOon as the Fox to PuUein-fumiftid Farms Approaches made, Though valiant, Chantickere not trufting Arms Nor humane aid, Afcends a Tree, Where he Stood fafe from harms : Loud was the Cackle at no falfe Alarms: From ground About him round Forfafety all hisfeathcr'd Houftiold Flock. W^hen Reynard thus fpake to the wary Coch^ O thou through all the World for Valour fam'd, Haft thou not heard, What our two Kings fo lately have proclaim'd : Both Beaft and Bird At Amity Muft be: War which enflam'd Since Adams fall all Creatures wild and tam'd Muft ceafe; In lafting Peace The cruel Lyon, and the Eagle then Will joyn their Force againft more cruel Men. Thefacrilegious Wolf in Graves muft feed, And Birds of Prey With humane Slaughter muft fupply their need : The Popinjay Needs
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120 jESOTS FABLES. Ill HI Needs not to bauk TheHauk, The Lamb and Kid Mongft hungry Bears may in dark Forefts feed ; At Feafts Both Birds and Beafts Begin to meet; the Cat with Linnets play... Show more
120 jESOTS FABLES. Ill HI Needs not to bauk TheHauk, The Lamb and Kid Mongft hungry Bears may in dark Forefts feed ; At Feafts Both Birds and Beafts Begin to meet; the Cat with Linnets plays, And Griffons dine where tender Heifers grafe. Therefore,moft Noble Chanticleer,defcend; And though your Spurs, Maintaining Pnliein Quarters, once did rend My tender Furs, When Feathers I Made fly, I'm now your Friend ; Unlefs we ftrive in Love let us contend No more; Though Reynard's poor, He's faithful to his Truft,and boldly can Affirm, noBeafl is halffofalfe as Man. The Coci^long weary of devafting War, And fierce Alarms, Well knowing what Outrages committed are, By Civil Arms; And how the Man Had flain, To mend his Fare, His Off-fpring, yet pretending Love and Care: Right glad, To him then faid, I meet your Love, Sir Reynardy and defcend To choofe 'mongft Beafts,rather than Men,a Friend. While
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While the C^fpake, a pack of cruel Hounds The Fox did hear, And law them powdring down from Hilly grounds After a Deer; Reynard not flays. Delays Are dangerous found, But earth's himfelf thre... Show more
While the C^fpake, a pack of cruel Hounds The Fox did hear, And law them powdring down from Hilly grounds After a Deer; Reynard not flays. Delays Are dangerous found, But earth's himfelf three Fathom under-ground. Atlaft The Dogs being paft, All Danger o'r, again he did appear. Then, to the Fox return'd, /pake Chanticleer; Learned Sir Reynard}if the words be true Which you have faid, Why did thefe Dogs the trembling Deer perfue ? They fliould have ftaid; Like Enemies From thefe You alfb flew. Then /aid the Fox, though J th' Agreement drew, So late This Ad of State Came forth, I fear, they th' Edid did not hear : But I fhall trounce them : Have they kill'd the Deer ? The Coc reply'd, but I'll make good this Tree: Is it now true ? then 'twill to morrow be. Moral. To what we lify we eajie Credit give, This mahgs us oft from Foes feign d News believe: Fame mighty Holds hath too^ and florm'd alone, Andfalfe Reports whole Armies overthrown.
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122 FABLES. Fab. L. Of the Lion and the Forefter. VAft Forefts and great Cities open'd,when Betwixt wild Beafts and Men A long CefTation was ; And it was then That Citizens and Rufticks v... Show more
122 FABLES. Fab. L. Of the Lion and the Forefter. VAft Forefts and great Cities open'd,when Betwixt wild Beafts and Men A long CefTation was ; And it was then That Citizens and Rufticks view'd the Lion's JDen, At his vail Courts amaz'd ; Where now fat Buls, Colts, and tame Ajfes graz'd, Through Defarts Travellers took the neereft way, Where with their Spaniels wanton Tygres play, Foxes mong Geefe, Wolves 'mong fat Weathers (lay. At Skinners Shops the Bear unmuzzel'd calls, Chcapning on furnifh'd Stals His Friend or Coufin's Fur: In 'common Halls Panthers behold themfelves on irately Pediftals. And now no Yeoman Cur, Nor Sergeant MafHve, Beads indebted, ftir; The Woods Inhabitants wander every where, And brifly Boars walk iafe, with untouch'd Ear, After the Proclamation they did hear. When the great Lion met a Forefter, With whom he oft in W^ar Had ftrove with various Chance. This with a Spear The Lion gald,that would his ftrong-ipun ambuih tear, Then boldly up advance, And with his Teeth in iunder bite the Lance, To
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To whom the Lion laid Sir, you and I, Could ne'r decide our Strength by Vidory Let us difpute and it by Logick try. Then faid the Woodman, Let us wave Difpute, Antiquity fhall do't, Behold M... Show more
To whom the Lion laid Sir, you and I, Could ne'r decide our Strength by Vidory Let us difpute and it by Logick try. Then faid the Woodman, Let us wave Difpute, Antiquity fhall do't, Behold Maufolm Tomb, And then be mute If the World's Wonder by Example thee confute There let us take our Doom. This faid, they to the Monument did come, Where ftreight he fhew'd him by rare Artifts made A Lions head in a Man's bofbm laid. This no fufficient proof the Lion faid. Could we,as well as you,our Stories cut, We might, and /uftly, put Your lying heads beneath Our conquering foot: From partial P entail Truth hath been for everjhut. Where I firft drew my breath, I heard a Carthaginian at his death, The Roman Nation moft perfidious call; Crying out, by Treafbn they contriv'd the Fall Of them, and their great Captain Hannibal. Moral. Through agrofs Medium by refraBed Beams Hifiorians Friends appear :ftillin extrearns The wrong end of the PerfpeBive muftjhew In little, the great ABions of their Foe. S 2 FA!
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124 FABLES. Fab. LI. Of the LyonjheForefter^and his Daughter. "^T" "T "^T "T Hen they had view'd the wonder, and V/ Y/ theftrife Admir'd of Artifts working to the life Then drew ... Show more
124 FABLES. Fab. LI. Of the LyonjheForefter^and his Daughter. "^T" "T "^T "T Hen they had view'd the wonder, and V/ Y/ theftrife Admir'd of Artifts working to the life Then drew the Forefter's fair Daughter neer, xA.nd whifper'd in her fwarthy Father's ear. The Lyon Harts, and feels a fudden wound, As when at firil his Lyonefs he found, And made her pregnant in a fliadie W^ood, High with Man's flefh, and draughts of humane blood. To whom the Woodman (aid; Sir, fince the Sun Mounts our Meridian, halfhis bufinefs done, And your own Court fo far, be pleas'd to ftiare Part of what's mine,t hough mean, yet wholfbme Fare> Oft humane Princes in poor Lodges have Gladly repos'd,and low Roofs Honour gave. The King the proffer takes ; to lowly Rooms, Yet daily vifited with clenfing Brooms, The Lyon is convai'd,where he in State At a full board in antient Maple fate. Where, whom the Father never overcame, The Daughter did ; (corch'd with Love's cruel flame The Lyon burns, the valiant, ftrong, and wife, Who Javelins did, Dogs, Men, and Nets defpife, Trammels of bright Hair took, a (lender Dart, Shot from a Virgins eye, tranfpierc'd his Heart. The amorous Lyon lays his dreadful Jaws Now in her Lap, gently with dangerous Paws Her fair Hand feizeth, fririnketh up his Nails: Fain would, but could not tell her what he ails. Then
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FABLES Then flaring in her face offers to rife Ambitious of her Lip She frighted flys; Whom with a grone he draws by th'Garments back, And troubled, to the trembling Virgin /pake; Sweet Cre... Show more
FABLES Then flaring in her face offers to rife Ambitious of her Lip She frighted flys; Whom with a grone he draws by th'Garments back, And troubled, to the trembling Virgin /pake; Sweet Creature fear not me A Roman Slave, Who cur'd my fefter'd Foot, once in my Cave I feafted forty days; and when that I Was Pris'ner took, and he condemn'd to dy In a fad Theatre, where Men fate,and laugh'd To fee how Beafts the blood of Wretches quafPd, I mock'd their expe&ation, and did grace My trembling Surgeon with a dear imbrace. The Story known, to him they Pardon gave, And honouring me, fent to my Royal Gave. Dear if you knew me, I not dreadful am ; How many Ladies have made Lyons tame ? My Grand-fires W Berecynthids Chariot drove, Not by Force coupled, but almighty Love. We with your Smiles are rais'd, and when you frown The greateft Monarch values not his Crown. Then to her Father turning, thus he (aid, Still holding in his armed Foot the Maid, Lo! I,the King of Beafts, a Suter (land, And this thy Daughter for our Queen demand. We need tell you, what our Intereffc are In this great Forefr., and my Power in W^r To you is known, but joyn'd with fuch a Bride, Our Race deriving from the Father's fide Such adive Spirits, Strength, and valiant Hearts; From her Womb taking humane Form, and Arts; How may we be advane'd ? where fhall our Sons Find limits for their vaft Dominions ? The Sibils Man-Lyon,ftil'd the wondrous Birth, Muft rule the Conquer'd Nations of the Earth. The (*)That the Chariot of Btrecj*-thia, or Cjbile, the mother of the Gods, was drawn by Lions, we find in the third ofVirgtls Eneidi; tiaque *r Idxtimque hm [acHs, Et junHi carrum Bomn* fubi Cybele, Coryban-: hmc fid* fihtltU Corybntin Sounds for Cjiil he or- dnin'd, And filent Rites in Ms Orove main- by their heat and rapacity representing the Heavens,wherein the Air, in which the Earth , or Cjtelt is moved, is contain'd. Ovid feigns that Hippo. ments aad JuUtitu, having polluted a facred Grott with their unfeafonable Lufts, were by Cjtele transformdinto Lions,and forced to draw her Chariot. ______Territtque mtttr A* Stygia [onus dubiuvit mergtret >,H.ia. Pan* levis vifi ejt. Erfi modotivi* /Mm Cell* jib* vtUnt, &c, --------Cjbtl erown'd WithTowrs, had ftrnck them to th StjgUn found But that fhe thought that puni(hmer.t too fmall. When yellow Mainj on their fmooth Shoulders fall; Their Arms to Legs.their Fingers turn to Nails; Their breads of wondrous ftrength ; their tufted Tails Vhisk up the Duft, their looks are full of dread, For Speech they rore, the Woods become their bed. Thefe Lions, fear'd by others, Cjbcl checks With curbing bits, and yokes their ilubborn ijccks*
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