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+The Project Gutenberg EBook of Aesop, in Rhyme, by Marmaduke Park
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+Title: Aesop, in Rhyme
+       Old Friends in a New Dress
+
+Author: Marmaduke Park
+
+Release Date: April 19, 2007 [EBook #21189]
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+[Illustration: Æsop in Rhyme]
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+ÆSOP,
+
+IN RHYME;
+
+OR,
+
+OLD FRIENDS IN A NEW DRESS.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+BY MARMADUKE PARK.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+PHILADELPHIA:
+C. G. HENDERSON, & CO.,
+N. W. CORNER ARCH AND FIFTH STREETS.
+1852.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1852,
+
+BY C. G. HENDERSON & CO.,
+
+in the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the United States,
+in and for the Eastern District of Pennsylvania.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE DOG AND THE WOLF.
+
+
+A wolf there was, whose scanty fare
+Had made his person lean and spare;
+A dog there was, so amply fed,
+His sides were plump and sleek; 'tis said
+The wolf once met this prosp'rous cur,
+And thus began: "Your servant, sir;
+I'm pleased to see you look so well,
+Though how it is I cannot tell;
+I have not broke my fast to-day;
+Nor have I, I'm concern'd to say,
+One bone in store or expectation,
+And that I call a great vexation."
+
+"Indeed it is," the dog replied:
+"I know no ill so great beside;
+But if you do not like to be
+So poorly fed, come live with me."
+"Agreed," rejoined the wolf, "I'll go:
+But pray, what work am I to do?"
+"Oh, guard the house, and do not fail
+To bark at thieves, and wag your tail."
+
+So off they jogg'd, and soon arrived
+At where the friendly mastiff lived.
+"Well," said the wolf, "I can't deny
+You have a better house than I."
+"Not so," the other then replied,
+"If you with me will hence abide."
+"Oh," said the wolf, "how kind you are!
+But what d'ye call _that_, hanging there?
+Is it an iron chain, or what?"
+"Friend," said the dog, "I quite forgot
+To mention that; sometimes, you see,
+They hook that little chain to _me_;
+But it is only meant to keep
+Us dogs from walking in our sleep,
+And should you wear it, you would find,
+It's nothing that you need to mind."
+
+"I'll take your word," the wolf replied.
+"It's truth by me shall ne'er be tried;
+I'll have my liberty again,
+And you your collar and your chain."
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+Our neighbors sometimes seem to be
+A vast deal better off than we;
+Yet seldom 'tis they really are,
+Since _they_ have troubles too to bear,
+Which, if the truth were really known,
+Are quite as grievous as our own.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE HERDSMAN.
+
+
+A herdsman, who lived at a time and a place
+Which, should you not know, is but little disgrace,
+Discover'd one morning, on counting his stock,
+That a sheep had been stolen that night from the flock.
+
+"Oh, I wish I had caught ye, _whoever ye be_
+I'd have soon let you know, I'd have soon let ye see,
+What he had to expect," said the herdsman, "I trow;
+But I've thought of a scheme that will trouble you now."
+
+So what did he do, sir, but put up a board,
+Describing the thief, and proposed a reward
+Of a lamb, to the man who would give information
+Concerning the thief, and his true designation.
+
+The project succeeded; for soon there applied
+A certain near neighbor, with others beside.
+"But tell me the thief," said the herdsman, "at least;"
+"Come hither," said they, "and we'll show you the beast!"
+
+"The _beast_!" said the rustic, who thought he should die on
+The spot, when he found that the thief was a lion!
+"Ill luck to my hurry, what now shall I do?
+I promised a lamb to detect you 'tis true;
+But now I'd consent _all_ my substance to pay,
+If I could but with safety get out of your way."
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+Silly people ask things that would ruin, if sent;
+They demand them in haste, and at leisure repent.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE BOYS AND THE FROGS.
+
+
+Some boys, beside a pond or lake,
+Were playing once at _duck and drake?_
+When, doubtless to their heart's content,
+Volleys of stones were quickly sent.
+
+But there were some (there will be such)
+Who did not seem amused so much;
+These were the frogs, to whom the game,
+In point of sport was not the same.
+
+For scarce a stone arrived, 'tis said,
+But gave some frog a broken head;
+And scores in less than half an hour,
+Perished beneath the dreadful shower.
+
+At last, said one, "You silly folks, I say,
+Do fling your stones another way;
+Though _sport_ to _you_, to throw them thus,
+Remember, pray, 'tis _death_ to us!"
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+From hence this moral may be learn'd:
+Let play _be play_ to _all concern'd_.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE COCK AND THE JEWEL.
+
+
+A cock there was: a sage was he
+  (If Esop we may trust,)
+Who wish'd to make a meal, you see,
+  As other sages must.
+
+With this intent, as heretofore,
+  When on the hunt for grain;
+Our hero scratch'd the litter o'er
+  With all his might and main.
+
+But scarce a minute had he scratch'd,
+  When, to his great surprise,
+A gem, with golden chain attach'd,
+  He saw with both his eyes.
+
+"Alack!" quoth he, "what have we here?
+  A diamond, I protest!
+Which lords and ladies buy so dear,
+  And hold in such request.
+
+"But one good barley-corn to me
+  Has more intrinsic worth
+Than all the pearls now in the sea,
+  Or gold now in the earth."
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+The moral here, in Esop's mind,
+  Was this, there's not a doubt:
+Things have _most_ value, which we find
+  We _cannot_ do without.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE MAN AND THE LION.
+
+
+A man and a lion once had a dispute,
+Which was reckon'd the greatest, the man or the brute;
+The lion discoursed on his side at some length,
+And greatly enlarged on his courage and strength.
+
+The man, one would think, had enough to reply
+On _his_ side the question, which none could deny;
+But like many others who make a pretence,
+He talk'd perfect nonsense, and thought it good sense.
+
+"So," says he, "don't be prating,--look yonder, I pray,
+At that sculpture of marble, now what will you say?
+The lion is vanquished; but as for the man
+He is striding upon him; deny it who can."
+
+"But pray," said the lion, "who sculptured that stone?"
+"One of _us_," said the man, "I must candidly own."
+"But when _we_ are sculptors," the other replied,
+"You will then on the man see the _lion_ astride."
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+The man might have added, if he had been wise,
+"But a beast _cannot_ sculpture a stone, _if he tries_."
+_That_ sufficiently shows where the difference lies.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE FOX AND THE CRANE.
+
+
+"I certainly think," said a fox to a crane,
+"That face, ma'am of yours is remarkably plain;
+That beak that you wear is so frightful a feature,
+It makes you appear a most singular creature."
+The crane, much offended at what she had heard,
+March'd off at full speed, without saying a word:
+"Oh dear!" said the fox, "Mrs. Crane, I protest
+You misunderstand me, 'twas only a jest."
+"Come, don't be affronted--stay with me and dine;
+You know very well 'tis this temper of mine
+To say such odd things to my intimate friends;
+But you know that poor Reynard no mischief intends."
+So the crane thought it best not to break with him quite,
+But to view his remarks in a good-natured light.
+So she put on as pleasant a face as she could
+When he ask'd her to dine, and replied that she would.
+But alas! she perceived that his jokes were not over,
+When Reynard removed from the victuals its cover
+'Twas neither game, butcher's meat, chicken, not fish;
+But plain gravy-soup, in a broad shallow dish.
+Now this the fox lapp'd with his tongue very quick,
+While the crane could scarce dip in the point of her beak;
+"You make a poor dinner," said he to his guest;
+"Oh, dear! by no means," said the bird, "I protest."
+But the crane ask'd the fox on a subsequent day,
+When nothing, it seems, for their dinner had they
+But some minced meat served up in a narrow-neck'd jar;
+Too long, and narrow, for Reynard by far.
+"You make a poor dinner, I fear," said the bird;
+"Why, I think," said the fox, "'twould be very absurd
+To deny what you say, yet I cannot complain,
+But confess, though a fox, that I'm matched by a crane."
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+Cunning folks who play tricks which good manners condemn,
+Often find their own tricks play'd again upon them.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE TRAVELLER AND THE SATYR.
+
+
+A luckless wight, in winter slow,
+Travelling once a forest through
+Cold and hungry, tired and wet,
+Began in words like these to fret:
+"Oh, what a sharp inclement day!
+And what a dismal, dreary way!
+No friendly cot, no cheering fields,
+No food this howling forest yields;
+I've nought in store or expectation!
+There's nought before me but starvation."
+
+"Not quite so bad," a voice replied;
+Quickly the traveller turned aside,
+And saw the satyr of the wood,
+Who close beside his dwelling stood.
+"Here is my cave hard by," said he,
+"Walk in, you're welcome, pray be free."
+
+The traveller did not hesitate,
+Hoping for something good to eat,
+But follow'd to his heart's content,
+Blowing his finger as he went.
+
+"Pray," said the satyr, "may I know
+For what you blow your fingers so?"
+
+"What! need you," said the man, "be told?--
+To _warm_ my fingers, 'numb'd with cold."
+
+"Indeed!" was all his host replied,
+Intent some pottage to provide,
+Which heated well, with spice infused,
+Was to his shivering guest produced:
+
+So hot it was, as Esop sung,
+It made our traveller scald his tongue;
+And wishing not again to do it,
+Our hero could not wait, but blew it.
+
+"What?" said his host, in accent rough,
+"Is not your pottage hot enough?"
+"Yes," said the man, "full well I know it,
+'Tis far too hot, that's why I blow it."
+"You artful villain! do you so?"
+His host replied, with angry brow;
+"My cave shall not a moment hold
+A man that blows both hot and cold!
+By none but rogues can that be done,
+You double-dealing wretch, begone!"
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+The traveller scarce deserved such wrath,
+For warming fingers--cooling broth.
+No statutes old or new forbid it,
+Although with the same mouth he did it:
+Yet this beware of old and young,
+What Esop meant--a _double tongue_;
+Which flatters now with civil clack,
+And slanders soon behind one's back.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE TRAVELLERS AND THE PURSE.
+
+
+Two friends once were walking in sociable chat,
+  When a purse one espied on the ground;
+"Oh, see!" said he, (thank my fortune for that,)
+  "What a large sum of money I've found!"
+
+"Nay, do not say _I_" said his friend, "for you know
+  'Tis but friendship to share it with me;"
+"I share it with you," said the other. "How so?
+  He who _found_ it the owner should be."
+
+"Be it so," said his friend, "but what sound do I hear?
+  'Stop thief!' one is calling to you;
+He comes with a constable close in the rear!"
+  Said the other, "Oh, what shall we do?"
+
+"Nay, do not say _we_," said his friend, "for you know
+  You claimed the sole right to the prize!
+And since all the _money_ was taken by you,
+  With you the _dishonesty_ lies."
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+When people are selfish, dishonest, and mean,
+Their nature, in dealing, will quickly be seen.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE MOUTH AND THE LIMBS.
+
+In days of yore, they say, 'twas then
+  When all things spoke their mind;
+The arms and legs of certain men,
+  To treason felt inclined.
+
+These arms and legs together met,
+  As snugly as they could,
+With knees and elbows, hands and feet,
+  In discontented mood.
+
+Said they, "'Tis neither right nor fair,
+  Nor is there any need,
+To labor with such toil and care,
+  The greedy mouth to feed."
+
+"This we're resolved no more to do,
+  Though we so long have done it;"
+"Ah!" said the knees and elbows too,
+  "And we are bent upon it."
+
+"I," said the tongue, "may surely speak,
+  Since I his inmate am;
+And for his vices while you seek,
+  His virtues I'll proclaim.
+
+"You say the mouth embezzles all,
+  The fruit of your exertion;
+But I on this assembly call
+  To prove the base assertion.
+
+"The food which you with labor gain,
+  He too with labor chews;
+Nor does he long the food retain,
+  But gives it for your use.
+
+"But he his office has resign'd
+  To whom you may prefer;
+He begs you therefore now to find
+  Some other treasurer."
+
+"Well, be it so," they all replied;
+  "His wish shall be obeyed;
+We think the hands may now be tried
+  As treasurers in his stead."
+
+The hands with joy to this agreed,
+  And all to them was paid;
+But they the treasure kept indeed,
+  And no disbursements made.
+
+Once more the clam'rous members met,
+  A lean and hungry throng;
+When all allowed, from head to feet,
+  That what they'd done was wrong.
+
+To take his office once again,
+  The mouth they all implored;
+Who soon accepted it, and then
+  Health was again restored.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+This tale for state affairs is meant,
+  Which we need not discuss;
+At present we will be content,
+  To find a moral thus:
+
+The mouth has claims of large amount,
+  From arms, legs, feet, and hands;
+But let them not, on that account,
+ Pay _more_ than it demands.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE HARE AND THE TORTOISE.
+
+
+Said a hare to a tortoise, "Good sir, what a while
+  You have been only crossing the way;
+Why I really believe that to go half a mile,
+  You must travel two nights and a day."
+
+"I am very contented," the creature replied,
+  "Though I walk but a tortoise's pace,
+But if you think proper the point to decide,
+  We will run half a mile in a race."
+
+"Very good," said the hare; said the tortoise, "Proceed,
+  And the fox shall decide who has won,"
+Then the hare started off with incredible speed;
+  But the tortoise walk'd leisurely on.
+
+"Come tortoise, friend tortoise, walk on," said the hare,
+  "Well, I shall stay here for my dinner;
+Why, 'twill take you a month, at that rate, to get there,
+  Then how can you hope to be winner?"
+
+But the tortoise could hear not a word that she said
+  For he was far distant behind;
+So the hare felt secured while at leisure she fed,
+  And took a sound nap when she dined.
+
+So at last this slow walker came up with the hare,
+  And there fast asleep did he spy her;
+And he cunningly crept with such caution and care,
+  That she woke not, although he pass'd by her.
+
+"Well now," thought the hare, when she open'd her eyes,
+  "For the race,--and I soon shall have done it;"
+But who can describe her chagrin and surprise,
+  When she found that the _tortoise_ had won it!
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+Thus plain plodding people, we often shall find,
+Will leave hasty confident people behind.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE MILKMAID.
+
+
+A milkmaid, who poized a full pail on her head,
+Thus mused on her prospects in life, it is said:
+"Let's see--I should think that this milk will procure
+One hundred good eggs, or fourscore to be sure.
+
+"Well then--stop a bit,--it must not be forgotten,
+Some of these may be broken, and some may be rotten;
+But if twenty for accidents should be detach'd,
+It will leave me just sixty sound eggs to hatch'd.
+
+"Well, sixty sound eggs--no; sound chickens, I mean;
+Of these some may die--we'll suppose seventeen--
+Seventeen!--not so many--say ten at the most,
+Which will leave fifty chickens to boil or to roast.
+
+"But then there's their barley; how much will they need?
+Why they take but one grain at a time when they feed,
+So that's a mere trifle; now then let us see,
+At a fair market price, how much money there'll be?
+
+"Six shillings a pair--five--four--three-and-six,
+To prevent all mistakes, that low price I will fix;
+Now what will that make? fifty chickens, I said,
+Fifty times three-and-sixpence--_I'll ask brother Ned_.
+
+"Oh! but stop--three-and-sixpence a _pair_ I must sell 'em;
+Well, a pair is a couple--now then let us tell 'em;
+A couple in fifty will go--(my poor brain!)
+Why just a score times, and five pair will remain.
+
+"Twenty-five pair of fowls--now how shameful it is,
+That I can't reckon up as much money as this!
+Well, there's no use in trying; so let's give a guess;
+I will say twenty pounds, and _it can't be no less_.
+
+"Twenty pounds, I am certain, will buy me a cow,
+Thirty geese, and two turkeys--eight pigs and a sow;
+Now if these turn out well, at the end of the year,
+I shall fill both my pockets with guineas 'tis clear.
+
+"Then I'll bid that old tumble-down hovel good-bye;
+My mother she'll scold, and my sisters they'll cry:
+But I won't care a crow's egg for all they can say;
+I sha'n't go to stop with such beggars as they!"
+
+But forgetting her burden, when this she had said,
+The maid superciliously toss'd up her head
+When alas! for her prospects--the milk pail descended!
+And so all her schemes for the future were ended.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+This moral, I think, may be safely attach'd:
+Reckon not on your chickens before they are hatch'd.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE LARK AND HER YOUNG ONES.
+
+
+A lark who had her nest conceal'd,
+Says Esop, in a barley field;
+Began, as harvest time drew near,
+The reaping of the corn to fear;
+Afraid they would her nest descry,
+Before her tender brood could fly.
+She charged them therefore every day,
+Before for food she flew away,
+To watch the farmer in her stead,
+And listen well to all he said.
+
+It chanced one day, she scarce was gone,
+Ere the farmer came and his son.
+The farmer well his field survey'd,
+And sundry observations made;
+At last, "I'll tell you what," said he,
+"This corn is fit to cut, I see;
+But we our neighbor's help must borrow,
+So tell them we begin to-morrow."
+
+Just after this the lark returned,
+When from her brood this news she learned.
+"Ah! dearest mother," then, said they,
+"Pray, let us all begone to-day."
+
+"My dears," said she, "you need not fret,
+I shall not be uneasy yet;
+For if he waits for neighbor's aid,
+The business long will be delay'd."
+
+At dawn she left her nest once more,
+And charged her young ones as before.
+
+At five the farmer came again,
+And waited for his friends in vain,
+"Well," said the man, "I fancy, son,
+These _friends_ we can't depend upon;
+To-morrow early, mind you go,
+And let our own _relations_ know."
+
+Again the lark approach'd her nest,
+When round her all her young ones press'd,
+And told their mother, word for word,
+The fresh intelligence they heard.
+
+"Ah, children, be at ease," said she
+"We're safe another day, I see;
+For these _relations_, you will find,
+Just like his _friends_, will stay behind."
+
+At dawn again the lark withdrew,
+And did again her charge renew.
+
+Once more the farmer early came,
+And found the case was just the same.
+The day advanced, the sun was high;
+But not a single help drew nigh.
+Then said the farmer, "Hark ye, son--
+I see this job will not be done,
+While thus we wait for friends and neighbors;
+So you and I'll commence our labors:
+To-morrow early, we'll begin
+_Ourselves_, and get our harvest in."
+
+"Now," said the lark, when this she heard,
+"Our movement must not be deferr'd;
+For if the farmer and his son
+Themselves begin, 'twill soon be done."
+
+The morrow proved the lark was right;
+For all was cut and housed by night.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+Hence, while we wait for other's aid,
+Our business needs must be delay'd;
+Which might be done with half the labor
+'Twould take to go and call a neighbor.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE PHILOSOPHER AND THE
+ACORN.
+
+
+A philosopher, proud of his wit and his reason,
+Sat him under an oak in a hot summer season.
+On the oak grew an acorn or two, it is said:
+On the ground grew a pumpkin as big as his head.
+
+Thought the sage, "What's the reason this oak is so strong
+A few acorns to bear that are scarce an inch long;
+While this poor feeble plant has a weight to sustain,
+Which had much better hang on the tree, it is plain?"
+
+But just at the time the philosopher spoke
+An acorn dropp'd down on his head from the oak;
+Then, said he, who just now thought _his_ plan was so clever,
+"I am glad that _this_ was not a pumpkin, however."
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+The sage would no doubt have looked grievously dull,
+Had a pumpkin descended with force on his scull.
+Of his folly then let us in future beware,
+And believe that _such_ matters _are best as they are_:
+Leave the manners and customs of oak trees alone,
+Of acorns, and pumpkins--and look to our own.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE WOLF AND THE CRANE.
+
+
+A wolf, once forgetting the size of his swallow,
+  Tried to pass a large marrow-bone through it.
+"Oh dear," said the beast, thinking death was to follow,
+  "How careless and stupid to do it!"
+
+His mouth was propp'd open by means of the bone,
+  And his breathing was greatly impeded,
+But a crane coming up, he contrived to make known
+  What kind of assistance he needed.
+
+"How d'ye do?" said the bird; said the beast, "Very ill,
+  For a bone has gone down the wrong way;
+But if you can extract it by means of your bill,
+  The service I'll amply repay."
+
+Thought the crane, "I'm no surgeon: yet all must agree,
+  That my bill will make excellent _forceps_;
+And as for the money, I do not now see
+  Why I need refuse taking his worship's."
+
+Said the bird, "It's agreed;" said his patient, "Proceed,
+  And take the bone hence, I beseech;"
+Which, after awhile, and with infinite toil,
+  The crane at last managed to reach.
+
+"Thank my stars!" said the beast, from his terrors released,
+  "Thank you _too_, sir," said he to the bird;
+"Alas!" said the crane, "is this all I'm to gain,
+  I was waiting the promised reward."
+
+Said the wolf, "You forget, I've contracted no debt,
+  Since the service was _rendered by me_;
+Your head I releas'd from the jaws of a beast,
+  And now you're demanding a fee!"
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+Give your help to a wolf, should he beg for your aid,
+But you must not expect when you've done to be paid.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE DOG AND THE SHADOW.
+
+
+A dog growing thinner, for want of a dinner,
+  Once purloined him a joint from a tray,
+"How happy I am, with this shoulder of lamb,"
+  Thought the cur as he trotted away.
+
+But the way that he took, lay just over a brook,
+  Which he found it was needful to cross;
+So without more ado, he plunged in to go through,
+  Not dreaming of danger or loss.
+
+But what should appear, in this rivulet clear,
+  As he thought upon coolest reflection,
+But a cur like himself, who with ill-gotten pelf,
+  Had run off in that very direction.
+
+Thought the dog, _a propos_! but that instant let go
+  (As he snatched at this same water-spaniel)
+The piece he possess'd:--so with hunger distress'd
+  He slowly walk'd home to his kennel.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+Hence, when we are needy, don't let us be greedy,
+  (Excuse me this line of digression,)
+Lest in snatching at all, like the dog, we let fall
+  The good that we have in possession.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE TRAVELLERS AND THE BEAR.
+
+
+Two trav'llers one morning set out from their home,
+It might be from Sparta, from Athens, or Rome;
+It matters not which, but agreed, it is said,
+Should danger arise, to lend each other aid.
+
+But scarce was this done, when forth rushing amain,
+Sprung a bear from a wood tow'rds these travellers twain;
+Then one of our heroes, with courage immense,
+Climb'd into a tree, and there found his defence.
+
+The other fell flat to the earth with dread,
+When the bear came and smelt him, and thought he was dead;
+So not liking the carcase, away trotted he,
+When straight our brave hero descended the tree.
+
+Then, said he, "I can't think what the bear could propose,
+When so close to your ear, he presented his nose."
+"Why this," said the other, "he told me to do,
+To beware for the future of cowards like you."
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+Those people who run from their friends in distress,
+Will be left when _themselves_ are in trouble, I guess.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE FROGS AND THE BULL.
+
+
+A Bull once treading near a bog,
+Displaced the entrails of a frog,
+  Who near his foot did trust them;
+In fact, so great was the contusion,
+And made of his inwards such confusion,
+  No art could re-adjust them.
+
+It chanced that some who saw his fate,
+Did to a friend the deed relate,
+  With croakings, groans, and hisses;
+"The beast," said they, "in size excell'd
+All other beasts," their neighbors swell'd,
+  And ask'd, "as large as this is!"
+
+"Oh, larger far than that," said they,
+"Do not attempt it, madam, pray;"
+  But still the frog distended,
+And said, "I'll burst, but I'll exceed,"
+She tried, and burst herself indeed!
+  And so the matter ended.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+Should you with pride inflate and swell,
+As did the frog: then who can tell!
+Your sides may crack, as has been shown,
+And we with laughing crack our own.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE COUNCIL OF MICE.
+
+
+Some mice who saw fit, once a quarter to meet,
+  To arrange the concerns of their city;
+Thought it needful to choose, as is common with us,
+  First a chairman, and then a committee.
+
+When the chairman was seated, the object he stated
+  For which at that meeting they sat:
+Which was, it should seem, the concerting a scheme
+  To defeat the designs of the cat.
+
+Dr. Nibblecheese rose, and said, "I would propose,
+  To this cat we fasten a bell;
+He who likes what I've said, now will hold up his head;
+  He who does not, may hold up his tail."
+
+So out of respect, they their noses erect,
+  Except one who the order reversed;
+_Ayes_, all then but one, but yet nought could be done,
+  Until he had his reasons rehearsed.
+
+"I shall not," said this mouse, "waste the time of the house,
+  In long arguments; since, as I view it,
+The scheme would succeed without doubt, if indeed
+  We could find any mouse who would _do it_."
+
+"Hear! hear!" was the cry, and "no bells we will try,
+  Unless you will fasten them on;"
+So quite broken-hearted the members departed,
+  For the bill was rejected _nem. con._
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+Then be not too hasty in giving advice,
+Lest your schemes should remind of the council of mice;
+You had better delay your opinion a year,
+Than put forth a ridiculous one, it is clear.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE WOLF AND THE LAMB.
+
+
+A wolf and lamb once chanced to meet,
+Beside a stream, whose waters sweet
+Brought various kinds of beasts together,
+When dry and sultry was the weather;
+Now though the wolf came there to _drink_,
+Of _eating_, he began to think,
+As soon as near the lamb he came,
+And straight resolved to kill the same;
+Yet thought it better to begin,
+With threat'ning words and angry mien.
+
+"And so," said he, to him below,
+"How dare you stir the water so?
+Making the cool refreshing flood,
+As brown as beer, and thick as mud."
+
+"Sir," said the lamb, "that cannot be,
+The water flows _from you to me_;
+So, 'tis impossible, I think,
+That what I do can spoil your drink."
+
+"I say it does, you saucy puss:
+How dare you contradict me thus;
+But more than this, you idle clack,
+You rail'd at me behind my back
+Two years ago, I have been told;"
+"How so? I'm not a twelvemonth old,"
+The lamb replied; "So I suspect
+Your honor is not quite correct."
+
+"If not, your mother it must be,
+And that comes all the same to me,"
+Rejoined the wolf--who waited not
+But kill'd and ate him on the spot.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+Some, like the wolf, adopt the plan,
+To make a quarrel _if they can_;
+But none with you can hold dispute,
+If you're _determined_ to be mute;
+For sure this proverb must be true,
+That ev'ry _quarrel_ must have _two_.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE BEASTS IN PARTNERSHIP.
+
+
+This _firm_ once existed, I'd have you to know,
+Messrs. Lion, Wolf, Tiger, Fox, Leopard, and Co.;
+These in business were join'd, and of course 'twas implied,
+They their stocks should unite, and the profits divide.
+
+Now the fable relates, it so happened one day,
+That their efforts combined, made a bullock their prey:
+But agreed that the Lion should make the division,
+And patiently waited the monarch's decision.
+
+"My friends," said the Lion, "I've parted, you see,
+The whole into six, which is right, you'll agree;
+One part I may claim, as my share in the trade."
+"Oh, take it and welcome," they all of them said.
+
+"I claim too the second; since no one denies
+'Twas my courage and conduct that gained you the prize:
+And for the third; that you know is a fine
+To the Lord of the manor, and therefore is mine."
+
+"Hey day!" said the fox; "Stop a bit," said the lion,
+"I have not quite done," said he, fixing his eye on
+The other three parts; "you are fully aware,
+That, as _tribute_, one other part comes to my share.
+
+"And I think 'twould be prudent, the next to put by
+Somewhere safe in _my_ den for a future supply,
+And the other, you know, will but barely suffice,
+To pay those expenses which always arise."
+
+"If this be the case," said the fox, "I discern
+That the business to _us_ is a losing concern;
+If so to withdraw, I should think would be best;"
+"Oh, yes! let us break up the firm," said the rest;
+
+And so:--for you may not have heard of it yet,--
+It was quickly dissolved, though not in _the gazette_.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+Some folks in their dealings, like him in the fable,
+Will take others' shares, if they think they are able;
+But let them not wonder who act in this way,
+If they find none will join them in business or play.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE LION AND THE MOUSE.
+
+
+A lion, with the heat oppress'd,
+One day composed himself to rest;
+But whilst he dozed, as he intended,
+A mouse his royal back ascended;
+Nor thought of harm as Esop tells,
+Mistaking him for something else,
+And travelled over him, and round him,
+And might have left him as he found him,
+Had he not, tremble when you hear,
+Tried to explore the monarch's ear!
+Who straightway woke with wrath immense,
+And shook his head to cast him thence.
+"You rascal, what are you about,"
+Said he, when he had turned him out.
+"I'll teach you soon," the lion said,
+"To make a mouse-hole in my head!"
+So saying, he prepared his foot,
+To crush the trembling tiny brute;
+But he, the mouse, with tearful eye,
+Implored the lion's clemency,
+Who thought it best at least to give
+His little pris'ner a reprieve.
+'Twas nearly twelve months after this,
+The lion chanced his way to miss;
+When pressing forward: heedless yet,
+He got entangled in a net.
+With dreadful rage he stamp'd and tore,
+And straight commenced a lordly roar;
+When the poor mouse who heard the noise,
+Attended, for she knew his voice.
+Then what the lion's utmost strength
+Could not effect, she did at length:
+With patient labor she applied
+Her teeth, the net-work to divide;
+And so at last forth issued he,
+A _lion_, by a mouse set free.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+Few are so small or weak, I guess,
+But may assist us in distress;
+Nor shall we ever, if we're wise,
+The meanest, or the least, despise.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE JEALOUS ASS.
+
+
+"There lived," says friend Esop, "some ages ago,
+An ass who had feelings acute, you must know;
+This ass to be jealous, felt strongly inclined,
+And for reasons which follow, felt hurt in his mind."
+
+It seems that his master, as I understand,
+Had a favorite dog which he fed from his hand.
+Nay, the dog was permitted to jump on his knee:
+An honor that vex'd our poor donkey to see.
+
+"Now," thought he, "what's the reason, I cannot see any,
+That I have no favors, while he has so many?
+If all this is got by just wagging his tail,
+Why _I_ have got one, which I'll wag without fail."
+
+So the donkey resolved to try what he could do
+And, determined unusual attentions to show,
+When his master was dining, came into the room.
+"Good sir!" said his friends, "why your donkey is come!"
+
+"Indeed!" said their host, great astonishment showing,
+When he saw the ass come, while his tail was a-going;
+But who can describe his dismay or fear,
+When the donkey rear'd up, and bray'd loud in his ear!
+
+"You rascal get down,--John, Edward, or Dick!
+Where are you? make haste, and come here with a stick."
+The man roared--the guests laugh'd--the dog bark'd--the bell rung:
+Coals, poker, and tongs, at the donkey were flung,
+
+Till the blows and the kicks, with combined demonstration,
+Convinced him that this was a bad speculation;
+So, mortified deeply, his footsteps retrod he,
+Hurt much in his mind, but still more in his body.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+So some silly children, as stupid as may be,
+Will cry for indulgences fit for a baby.
+Had they enter'd the room while the donkey withdrew,
+They'd have seen their own folly and punishment too:
+Let them think of this fable, and what came to pass;
+Nor forget, he who play'd this fine game was _an ass_.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE TOWN AND COUNTRY MICE.
+
+
+A plain, but honest, country mouse,
+Residing in a miller's house;
+Once, on a time, invited down
+An old acquaintance of the town:
+And soon he brought his dainties out;
+The best he had there's not a doubt.
+A dish of oatmeal and green peas,
+With half a candle, and some cheese;
+Some beans, and if I'm not mistaken,
+A charming piece of Yorkshire bacon.
+And then to show he was expert
+In such affairs, a fine dessert
+Was next produced, all which he press'd,
+With rustic freedom, on his guest.
+
+But he, the city epicure,
+This homely fare could not endure
+Indeed he scarcely broke his fast
+By what he took, but said, at last,
+"Old crony, now, I'll tell you what:
+I don't admire this lonely spot;
+This dreadful, dismal, dirty hole,
+Seems more adapted for a mole
+Than 'tis for you; Oh! could you see
+_My_ residence, how charm'd you'd be.
+Instead of bringing up your brood
+In wind, and wet, and solitude,
+Come bring them all at once to town,
+We'll make a courtier of a clown.
+I think that, for your children's sake,
+'Tis proper my advice to take."
+"Well," said his host, "I can but try,
+And so poor quiet hole good bye!"
+
+Then off they jogg'd for many a mile,
+Talking of splendid things the while;
+At last, in town, they all arrived--
+Found where the city mouse had lived--
+Entered at midnight through a crack,
+And rested from their tedious track.
+
+"Now," said the city mouse, "I'll show
+What kind of fare I've brought you to:"
+On which he led the rustic mice
+Into a larder, snug and nice,
+Where ev'ry thing a mouse could relish,
+Did ev'ry shelf and nook embellish.
+
+"Now is not this to be preferr'd
+To your green peas?" "Upon my word,
+It is," the country mouse replied,
+"All this must needs the point decide."
+
+Scarce had they spoke these words, when, lo!
+A tribe of servants hasten'd through,
+And also two gigantic cats,
+Who spied our country mouse and brats.
+Then, by a timely exit, she
+Just saved herself and family.
+
+"Oh, ask me not," said she in haste,
+"Your tempting dainties more to taste;
+I much prefer my homely peas,
+To splendid dangers such as these."
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+Then let not those begin to grumble,
+Whose lot is safe, though poor and humble;
+Nor envy him who better fares,
+But for each good, has twenty cares.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE FOX AND THE CROW.
+
+
+Crows feed upon worms: yet an author affirms
+  Cheshire cheese they will get if they're able;
+"For," said he, "I well know, one unprincipled crow
+  Once purloined a large piece from my table."
+
+Then away darted she, to the shade of a tree,
+  To deposit the booty within her;
+But it never occurr'd to the mind of the bird,
+  That a _fox_ was to have it for dinner.
+
+"How many a slip, 'twixt the cup and the lip!"
+  (Excuse me, I pray, the digression,)
+Said a fox to himself, "I can share in the pelf,
+  If I act with my usual discretion."
+
+So said he, "Is it you? pray, ma'am, how do you do,
+  I have long wish'd to pay you a visit;
+For a twelvemonth has pass'd, since I heard of you last
+  Which is not very neighborly, is it?
+
+"But, dear madam," said he, "you are dining, I see;
+  On that subject I'd ask your advice;
+Pray, ma'am, now can you tell, where provisions they sell,
+  That are not an extravagant price?
+
+"Bread and meat are so dear, and have been for a year,
+  That poor people can scarcely endure it,
+And then _cheese is so high_, that such beggars as I,
+  _Till it falls_, cannot hope to procure it."
+
+But the ill-behaved bird did not utter a word,
+  Still intent on retaining her plunder;
+Thought the fox, "It should seem, this is not a good scheme,
+  What else can I think of, I wonder?"
+
+So said Reynard once more, "I ne'er knew it before,
+  But your feathers are whiter than snow is!"
+But thought he, when he'd said it, "she'll ne'er give it credit,
+  For what bird is so black as a crow is."
+"But I'm told that your voice is a horrible noise,
+  Which they say of all sounds is the oddest;
+But then this is absurd, for it never is heard,
+  Since you are so excessively modest."
+
+If _that's_ all thought the crow, "I will soon let you know
+  That all doubt on that score may be ended;"
+Then most laughingly piped, the poor silly biped,
+  When quickly her dinner descended!
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+If this _biped_ had not been so vain and conceited,
+She would not by the fox quite so soon have been cheated;
+But perhaps the term _biped_ to some may be new:
+'Tis a two-legged creature--perchance it is _you_.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE LION AND THE ECHO.
+
+
+A lion, bravest of the wood,
+Whose title undisputed stood,
+As o'er the wide domains he prowl'd,
+And in pursuit of booty growl'd,
+An Echo from a distant cave
+Regrowl'd, articulately grave:
+His majesty, surprised, began
+To think at first it was a man;
+But on reflection sage, he found
+It was too like a lion's sound.
+"Whose voice is that which growls at mine?"
+His highness ask'd. Says Echo, "Mine!"
+"Thine!" says the Lion: "Who art thou?"
+Echo as stern cried, "Who art thou?"
+"Know I'm a lion, hear and tremble!"
+Replied the king. Cried Echo, "Tremble!"
+"Come forth," says Lion; "show thyself."
+Laconic Echo answered, "Elf."
+"Elf, durst thou call me, vile pretender?"
+Echo as loud replies, "Pretender!"
+At this, as jealous of his reign,
+He growl'd in rage; she growl'd again.
+Incensed the more, he chafed and foam'd,
+And round the spacious forest roam'd
+To find the rival of his throne,
+Who durst with him dispute the crown.
+
+A fox, who listen'd all the while,
+Address'd the monarch with a smile:
+"My liege, most humbly I make bold,
+Though truth may not be always told,
+That this same phantom which you hear,
+That so alarms your royal ear,
+Is not a rival of your throne:
+The voice and fears are all your own."
+Imaginary terrors scare
+A timorous soul with real fear;
+Nay, even the wise and brave are cow'd
+By apprehensions from the crowd:
+A frog a lion may disharm,
+And yet how causeless the alarm!
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE PAPER KITE.
+
+
+Once on a time, a paper kite
+Was mounted to a wondrous height;
+Where, giddy with its elevation,
+It thus express'd self-admiration:
+"See how yon crowds of gazing people
+Admire my flight above the steeple;
+How would they wonder, if they knew
+All that a kite, like me, could do?
+Were I but free, I'd take a flight,
+And pierce the clouds beyond their sight.
+But, ah! like a poor prisoner bound,
+My string confines me near the ground.
+I'd brave the eagle's towering wing,
+Might I but fly without a string."
+It tugg'd and pull'd, while thus it spoke,
+To break the string--at last it broke!
+Deprived at once of all its stay,
+In vain it tried to soar away:
+Unable its own weight to bear,
+It flutter'd downward through the air;
+Unable its own course to guide,
+The winds soon plunged it in the tide.
+Oh! foolish kite, thou hadst no wing,
+How could'st thou fly without a string?
+My heart replied, "Oh, Lord, I see
+How much the kite resembles me!
+Forgetful that by thee I stand,
+Impatient of thy ruling hand;
+How oft I've wish'd to break the lines
+Thy wisdom for my lot assigns!
+How oft indulged a vain desire
+For something more or something higher!
+And but for grace and love divine,
+A fall thus dreadful had been mine."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE RATS AND THE CHEESE.
+
+
+If bees a government maintain,
+Why may not rats of stronger brain
+And greater power, as well bethought
+By Machiavelian axioms taught?
+And so they are, for thus of late
+It happened in the rats' free state.
+Their prince (his subjects more to please)
+Had got a mighty Cheshire cheese,
+In which his ministers of state
+Might live in plenty and grow great.
+A powerful party straight combined,
+And their united forces join'd,
+To bring their measures into play,
+For none so loyal were as they;
+And none such patriots, to support
+As well the country as the court.
+No sooner were those Dons admitted
+But (all those wondrous virtues quitted)
+They all the speediest means devise
+To raise themselves and families.
+Another party well observing
+These pamper'd were, while they were starving,
+Their ministry brought in disgrace,
+Expelled them and supplied their place;
+These on just principles were known
+The true supporters of the throne,
+And for the subjects liberty
+They'd (marry would they) freely die;
+But being well fix'd in their station,
+Regardless of their prince and nation,
+Just like the others, all their skill
+Was how they might their paunches fill.
+On this a rat, not quite so blind
+In state intrigues as human kind,
+But of more honor, thus replied:
+"Confound ye all on either side;
+All your contentions are but these,
+Whose arts shall best secure the cheese."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+AURELIA AND THE SPIDER.
+
+
+The muslin torn, from tears of grief
+In vain Aurelia sought relief;
+In sighs and plaints she pass'd the day;
+The tatter'd frock neglected lay:
+While busied at the weaving trade,
+A spider heard the sighing maid
+And kindly stopping in a trice,
+Thus offer'd (gratis) her advice:
+"Turn, little girl! behold in me
+A stimulus to industry
+Compare your woes, my dear, with mine,
+Then tell me who should most repine:
+This morning, ere you left your room,
+The chambermaid's remorseless broom
+In one sad moment that destroy'd,
+To build which thousands were employ'd!
+The shock was great; but as my life
+I saved in the relentless strife,
+I knew lamenting was in vain,
+So patient went to work again.
+By constant work, a day or more,
+My little mansion did restore:
+And if each tear which you have shed
+Had been a needle-full of thread,
+If every sigh of sad despair
+Had been a stitch of proper care,
+Closed would have been the luckless rent,
+Nor thus the day have been misspent."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE REDBREAST AND THE
+SPARROW.
+
+
+Perch'd on a tree, hard by a rural cot,
+A redbreast singing cheer'd the humble spot;
+A sparrow on the thatch in critic spleen
+Thus took occasion to reprove the strain:
+"Dost thou," cried he, "thou dull dejected thing,
+Presume to emulate the birds of spring?
+Can thy weak warbling dare approach the thrush
+Or blackbird's accents in the hawthorn bush?
+Or with the lark dost thou poor mimic, vie,
+Or nightingale's unequal'd melody?
+These other birds possessing twice thy fire
+Have been content in silence to admire."
+"With candor judge," the minstrel bird replied,
+"Nor deem my efforts arrogance or pride;
+Think not ambition makes me act this part,
+I only sing because I love the art:
+I envy not, indeed, but much revere
+Those birds whose fame the test of skill will bear;
+I feel no hope arising to surpass,
+Nor with their charming songs my own to class;
+Far other aims incite my humble strain.
+Then surely I your pardon may obtain,
+While I attempt the rural vale to move
+By imitating of the lays I love."
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE POET AND THE COBWEBS.
+
+
+A bard, whose pen had brought him more
+Of fame than of the precious ore,
+In Grub Street garret oft reposed
+With eyes contemplative half-closed.
+Cobwebs around in antique glory,
+Chief of his household inventory,
+Suggested to his roving brains
+Amazing multitude of scenes.
+
+"This batch," said he, "of murder-spinners
+Who toil their brains out for their dinners,
+Though base, too long unsung has lain
+By kindred brethren of Duck Lane,
+Unknowing that its little plan
+Holds all the cyclopedia of man.
+
+"This one, whose radiant thread
+Is every where from centre spread,
+Like orbs in planetary skies,
+Enclosed with rounds of various size,
+This curious frame I aptly call
+A cobweb mathematical.
+
+"In secret holes, that dirty line,
+Where never sun presumes to shine,
+With straws, and filth, and time beset,
+Where all is fish that comes to net,
+That musty film, the Muse supposes
+Figures the web of Virtuosos.
+
+"You, where the gaudy insect sings,
+Are cobwebs of the court of kings,
+Where gilded threads conceal the gin.
+And broider'd knaves are caught therein.
+
+"That holly, fix'd 'mid mildew'd panes,
+Of cheerless Christmas the remains
+(I only dream and sing its cheer,
+My Muse keeps Lent throughout the year)
+That holly, labor'd o'er and o'er,
+Is cobwebs of the lawyer's lore,
+Where frisky flies, on gambols borne,
+Find out the snare, when lost, undone.
+
+"These dangling webs, with dirt and age,
+Display their tatter'd equipage,
+So like the antiquarian crew,
+That those in every thread I view.
+
+"Here death disseminated lies,
+In shrunk anatomies of flies;
+And amputated limbs declare
+What vermin lie in ambush there:
+A baited lure with drugg'd perdition,
+A cobweb, not misnamed physician.
+
+"Those plaited webs, long pendent there,
+Of sable bards a subtle snare,
+Of all-collective disposition,
+Which holds like gout of inquisition,
+May well denominated be,
+The trap-webs of divinity."
+
+But whilst our bard described the scene,
+A bee stole through a broken pane;
+Fraught with the sweets of every flower,
+In taking his adventurous tour,
+Is there entrapp'd. Exert thy sting,
+Bold bee, and liberate thy wing!
+The poet kindly dropp'd his pen,
+And freed the captive from its den;
+Then musing o'er his empty table,
+Forgot the moral of his fable.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE EPICURE AND THE PHYSICIAN.
+
+
+Two hundred years ago, or more,
+An heir possess'd a miser's store;
+Rejoiced to find his father dead,
+Till then on thrifty viands fed;
+Unnumber'd dishes crown'd his board,
+With each unwholesome trifle stored.
+He ate--and long'd to eat again,
+But sigh'd for appetite in vain:
+His food, though dress'd a thousand ways,
+Had lost its late accustom'd praise;
+He relish'd nothing--sickly grew--
+Yet long'd to taste of something new.
+It chanced in this disastrous case,
+One morn betimes he join'd the chase:
+Swift o'er the plain the hunters fly,
+Each echoing out a joyous cry;
+A forest next before them lay;
+He, left behind, mistook his way,
+And long alone bewildered rode,
+He found a peasant's poor abode;
+But fasting kept, from six to four,
+Felt hunger, long unfelt before;
+The friendly swain this want supplied,
+And Joan some eggs and bacon fried.
+Not dainty now, the squire in haste
+Fell to, and praised their savory taste;
+Nay, said his meal had such a _gout_
+He ne'er in tarts and olios knew.
+Rejoiced to think he'd found a dish,
+That crown'd his long unanswer'd wish,
+With gold his thankful host he paid,
+Who guides him back from whence he stray'd;
+But ere they part, so well he dined,
+His rustic host the squire enjoin'd
+To send him home next day a stock
+Of those same eggs and charming hock.
+He hoped this dish of savory meat
+Would prove that still 'twas bliss to eat;
+But, ah! he found, like all the rest,
+These eggs were tasteless things at best;
+The bacon not a dog would touch,
+So rank--he never tasted such!
+He sent express to fetch the clown,
+And thus address'd him with a frown:
+"These eggs, this bacon, that you sent,
+For Christian food were never meant;
+As soon I'll think the moon's a cheese,
+As those you dress'd the same with these.
+Little I thought"--"Sir," says the peasant,
+"I'm glad your worship is so pleasant:
+You joke, I'm sure: for I can swear,
+The same the fowls that laid them are!
+And know as well that all the bacon
+From one the self-same flitch was taken:
+The air, indeed, about our green
+Is known to make the stomach keen."
+"Is that the case?" the squire replied;
+"That air shall be directly tried."
+He gave command--a house he hired,
+And down he goes with hope inspired,
+And takes his cooks--a favorite train;
+But still they ply their art in vain.
+Perhaps 'twas riding did the feat:
+He rides,--but still he cannot eat.
+At last a friend, to physic bred,
+Perceived his case, and thus he said:
+"Be ruled by me, you soon shall eat,
+With hearty gust, the plainest meat;
+A pint of milk each rising morn,
+Procure from cow of sable horn;
+Shake in three drops of morning dew
+From twig of ever-verdant yew;
+It must by your own hand be done,
+Your face turn'd westward from the sun.
+With this, ere half an hour is past,
+Well crumb'd with biscuit, break your fast;
+Which done, from food (or all is vain)
+For twice three hours and one abstain--
+Then dine on one substantial dish,
+If plainly dress'd, of flesh or fish."
+Grave look'd the doctor as he spake--
+The squire concludes th' advice to take,
+And, cheated into temperance, found
+The bliss his former luxury drown'd.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE FROGS DESIRING A KING.
+
+
+Athens in freedom flourish'd long,
+'Till licence seized the giddy throng.
+Just laws grown weary to obey,
+They sunk to tyranny a prey.
+Pisistratus, though mild he sway'd,
+Their turbulence had not allay'd.
+Whilst they were cursing in despair,
+The yoke they had not learn'd to bear,
+Esop, their danger to describe,
+Rehears'd this fable to the tribe:
+
+"Some frogs, like you, of freedom tired,
+From Jupiter a king desir'd:
+One that should execute the law,
+And keep the dissolute in awe.
+Jove laugh'd, and threw them down a log,
+That thundering fell and shook the bog.
+Amongst the reeds the tremblers fled:
+Till one more bold advanc'd his head,
+And saw the monarch of the flood
+Lying half smothered in the mud.
+He calls the croaking race around:
+"A wooden king!" the banks resound.
+Fear once remov'd they swim about him,
+And gibe and jeer and mock and flout him;
+And messengers to Jove depute,
+Effectively to grant their suit.
+A hungry stork he sent them then,
+Who soon had swallow'd half the fen.
+Their woes scarce daring to reveal,
+To Mercury by night they steal,
+And beg him to entreat of Jove
+The direful tyrant to remove.
+'No,' says the God, 'they chose their lot,
+And must abide what they have got:'
+So you, my friends, had best go home
+In peace, lest something worse should come."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE HARE AND THE BRAMBLE.
+
+
+A hare, closely pursued, thought it prudent and meet
+To a bramble for refuge awhile to retreat;
+He enter'd the covert, but entering, found
+That briers and thorns did on all sides abound;
+And that, though he was safe, yet he never could stir,
+But his sides they would wound, or would tear off his fur:
+He shrugg'd up his shoulders, but would not complain:
+"To repine at small evils," quoth puss, "is in vain:
+That no bliss can be perfect, I very well knew--
+But from the same source good and evil doth flow--
+And full sorely my skin though these briers may rend,
+Yet they keep off the dogs, and my life will defend:
+For the sake of the good, then, let evil be borne--
+For each sweet has its bitter, each bramble its thorn."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE HORSE AND THE STAG.
+
+
+Within a certain pasture,
+  There lived some creatures wild.
+The sky was blue, the grass was green,
+  The air was very mild.
+
+Now though this field was large and fine,
+  They could not live in love:
+But for the grass in one large spot
+  A horse and stag once strove.
+
+The stag was strongest in the strife,
+  And so the battle won;
+And from the field the horse was sent
+  And with chagrin was stung.
+
+So to the man the horse applied,
+  For help, the stag to beat,
+And so effectual was his help,
+  The stag had to retreat.
+
+But when to go away he tried,
+  The man held to him fast:
+"Now that you are of use," he cried,
+  "You'll serve me to the last."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE CAT AND THE OLD MOUSE.
+
+
+The mice o'errun a certain house--
+In every spot was found a mouse.
+So for a cat the mistress went,
+And to the kitchen puss was sent.
+
+With diligence were many caught,
+And eaten up. The mice were taught
+That they some cunning must devise
+To keep the prey from pussy's eyes.
+
+So on a certain shelf so high,
+To reach which puss in vain might try,
+There all the mice together got,
+And they resolved to leave it not.
+
+So pussy found that to eat them,
+She must resort to stratagem.
+And holding fast by means of pegs,
+She hung suspended by the legs.
+
+And downward she then hung her head,
+And looked as though she were quite dead--
+And thus she sought to cheat the mice,
+And from their dwellings them entice.
+
+A cunning mouse, well "up to trap,"
+On pussy her two eyes did clap.
+"Aha!" she cried, "puss are you there?
+Within your reach, I would not dare--
+Not e'en though it were proved by law,
+That your whole skin were stuffed with straw."
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE FOX AND THE VIZOR MASK.
+
+
+A fox while walking out one day,
+Into a toy shop chanced to stray;
+Among the toys that stood arrayed,
+A vizor mask was there displayed,
+With rosy cheeks, complexion fair,
+And ruby lips and auburn hair,
+And eyes of blue, and Grecian nose;
+And many beauties to disclose,
+It seemed made. The fox, with sighs,
+Gazed on. "Ah, ah!" he cries,
+"Look at this head it naught contains,
+It has rare beauty, but no brains."
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+The accomplished beau, in air and mien how blest.
+His hat well fashioned, and his hair well dress'd--
+But still undress'd within: to give him brains
+Exceeds his hatter's or his barber's pains.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE GOOSE THAT LAID GOLDEN
+EGGS.
+
+
+A man once had a goose I'm told,
+Which had laid each day an egg of gold.
+Now if this treasure were well spent,
+It might make any one content.
+But no! this man desired more;
+And though of eggs he had rich store;
+He thought one day the goose he'd kill,
+And then at once his pockets fill.
+So chasing goosey round and round,
+She soon was caught and firmly bound
+He opened her from neck to tail
+And then his folly did bewail.
+For not a single egg was there,
+And thus he lost this treasure rare.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE FOX AND THE GRAPES.
+
+
+A fox once took it in his pate,
+To go beyond a garden gate,
+To see if there grew on the trees,
+Some food his hunger to appease.
+So in he went and there he spied
+Some grapes. To reach them hard he tried.
+Now they were large and luscious too,
+Quite purple, and beautiful to view.
+So up he jumps with many a bound,
+Until exhausted to the ground,
+He falls. The grapes hang o'er his head,
+In clusters large, "Well! well!" he said,
+"You are but green, and hard as stone,
+And all my time away is thrown.
+I'll leave you to your solitude,
+You are not fit to make me food."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE MOUSE AND THE WEASEL.
+
+
+A very thin and hungry mouse,
+  Into a granary stole,
+Where stood a basket full of grain,
+  In which was a small hole.
+
+After much squeezing he got in,
+  And there he ate his fill;
+But when he tried to issue out,
+  The hole seemed smaller still.
+
+A weasel who stood looking on,
+  Cried out in sneering tone,
+"You can't come out, my little dear,
+  Until you've smaller grown.
+
+"You were half-starved when you crept in,
+  And now you are quite stout;
+So cease to eat until you can,
+  As you got in, get out."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE MISER AND HIS TREASURE.
+
+
+  In a retired spot,
+  A miser had got
+A very large treasure in store.
+  And it was his delight,
+  Each morn and each night,
+To count it and add to it more.
+
+  He had made the hole deep,
+  And he thought none would peep,
+To find out his secret retreat.
+  But a servant so sly,
+  His master did spy,
+And thought that his cunning he'd beat.
+
+  So one dark winter night,
+  He took out his light,
+And to the field hastened away;
+  And he laughed in his sleeve,
+  To think how 'twould grieve
+His master to miss it next day.
+
+  And indeed the distress
+  Of his lord you may guess,
+For words can't describe it, I'm sure.
+  He tore out his hair,
+  Clasp'd his hands in despair
+And cried he was ruined and poor.
+
+  A man passing by,
+  His grief chanced to spy;
+And told him, "'tis useless to mourn.
+  You can look at the hole,
+  To solace your soul,
+Although all the money is gone."
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE JACKDAW AND THE PEACOCKS.
+
+
+Thus Esop has the folly shown,
+To build on merits not your own.
+
+A jackdaw, empty, pert and vain,
+Who held his equals in disdain,
+One day some beauteous feathers found,
+Left by a peacock on the ground.
+When in the gaudy plumage dress'd,
+The shallow thing his fortune bless'd;
+With stately gesture strode along,
+And boldly join'd the peacock throng;
+Who, his impertinence to pay,
+First stripp'd him, and then chas'd away.
+The crest-fall'n coxcomb homeward sneaks,
+And his forsaken comrades seeks;
+Where'er he comes, with scorn they leave him,
+And not a jackdaw will receive him.
+Says one he had disdain'd, at last,
+"Such as thou art, thou mightst have pass'd,
+And hadst not now been cast behind,
+The scorn and scandal of thy kind."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE SPARROW AND THE HARE.
+
+
+Who dares another's ills deride,
+Had best against his own provide.
+An eagle pouncing on a hare,
+With piercing cries puss rends the air;
+When a pert sparrow from a tree,
+Insulted thus her misery:
+"Ho, ho! poor puss, thy boasted speed
+Has failed thee, then, in time of need!"
+Scarce had she spoke, when, like an arrow,
+A vulture darted on the sparrow.
+Ere the poor hare resign'd her breath,
+"This sight," she cried, "consoles in death
+--That thou, who hast my woes derided,
+My last of miseries hast divided!"
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE ASS AND THE LION.
+
+
+Vain boasters credit may surprise,
+Till known; who knows them will despise.
+
+A lion once a hunting took
+An ass, and hid him in a nook.
+To drive the forest made him bray,
+That he might seize the passing prey.
+Long-ears set up such horrid cries,
+That every creature trembling flies;
+The lion, practised in his trade,
+Had soon abundant carnage made;
+Satiate with spoil, the ass he calls,
+And bid him cease his hideous brawls.
+The king he found with slaughter weary,
+Surrounded by his noble quarry,
+And, puffed with self-importance, said:
+"Sir, to some purpose I have bray'd!"
+"No ass more famously could do,"
+The lion says, "but thee I knew,
+Or I might have been frightened too."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE STAG AND THE FOUNTAIN.
+
+
+That good from bad men rarely know,
+This apologue may serve to show:
+
+A stag upon a fountain's side,
+Beheld his branching horns with pride;
+While of his spindle-shanks asham'd,
+Their disproportioned form he blam'd.
+Sudden he hears the hunter's cries,
+And to the forest nimbly flies.
+The woods receive their well-known guest.
+His tangled horns, his feet arrest;
+The hounds approach, and seize their prey;
+Who, dying, thus was heard to say:
+"Wretch that I am! too late I learn,
+How little we the truth discern!
+What would have saved me, I despis'd,
+And what has been my ruin, priz'd!"
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE EAGLE, THE CAT, AND THE
+SOW.
+
+
+Her nest on high an eagle made
+Lower a cat her kittens laid;
+And at the bottom of the tree
+A sow dispos'd her progeny.
+Vile puss to gain her wicked ends,
+Much love for both of them pretends.
+First to the eagle's aerie mounts,
+And thus to her false alarms recounts:
+"Madam, in truth our dangerous state,
+'Tis with reluctance I relate;
+But things are really gone so far,
+Conceal them I no longer dare.
+Night after night the treacherous sow
+Our tree has undermined below;
+Ere long it cannot choose but fall,
+And then she hopes to eat us all."
+Successful when she saw her lies,
+Down to the bristly sow she hies;
+"My worthy neighbor!" crying out,
+"I pray you, mind what you're about,
+For to a certainty I know,
+The eagle waits but till you go,
+(The thing with great concern I say,)
+To make your little ones her prey."
+Suspicious dread when thus inspir'd,
+Puss to her hole all day retir'd;
+Stealing at night on silent paw,
+To stuff her own and kittens' maw.
+To stir nor sow nor eagle dare.
+What more? fell hunger ends their care;
+And long the mischief-making beast
+With her base brood on carrion feast.
+
+Learn hence, ye simples, ere too late,
+What ills the double-tongued create.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE EAGLE, THE RAVEN AND
+THE TORTOISE.
+
+
+Who in their foe united find
+Force, art, and a remorseless mind,
+Whate'er their strength and prowess be,
+To perish stand in jeopardy.
+
+An eagle once a tortoise held,
+Safe in his horny house concealed,
+Which he in vain essayed to break
+With all the fury of his beak.
+As with his prey he wing'd the air,
+A wily raven ventur'd near:
+"Your prize is excellent," says she,
+"And if you'll give a share to me,
+I know, for all his iron hide,
+How we the dainty may divide."
+The bargain made, "On yonder wall,
+Down," says the raven, "let him fall."
+He listen'd to the hoary sinner;
+And they on turtle made their dinner.
+
+Thus fraud and force their purpose gain,
+And nature fortifies in vain.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE FLY AND THE HORSE.
+
+
+A fly upon a coach-box seated,
+With arrogance the horses rated.
+"Advance!" cries out the paltry thing,
+"Unless you mean to feel my sting."
+"Not thee we heed," a horse replied,
+"But him whose skilful hand can guide
+The rein and whip. We better know
+Than thee when we should stop or go."
+
+Thus men without or sense or weight,
+Think themselves born to rule the state.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+ESOP AT PLAY.
+
+
+When an Athenian Esop saw,
+Playing with school-boys once at taw,
+The man with laughter shook his sides;
+Esop the laughter thus derides:
+"Of this slack bow before you laid,
+The meaning, sprightly sir," he said,
+"Explain!" (A crowd had gather'd round.)
+Surpris'd, the man no answer found:
+He puzzled long, but all his wit
+Could on no explanation hit.
+The laugh on Esop's side; says he,
+"Why you this bow unbended see,
+It is because it needs must break,
+If always bent; so we must take
+Due relaxation, that the mind
+Its vigor may when wanted find."
+
+He who in harmless sport employs
+A vacant hour, is not unwise.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE OLD PILOT AND THE SAILORS.
+
+
+To one complaining of his fate,
+Esop this fable did relate.
+
+A ship by raging tempests toss'd,
+The seamen, giving all for lost,
+'Twas who should weep and pray the most.
+Grown calm at once the sky and sea,
+They shout in joyful extacy.
+The pilot, from experience wise,
+The giddy crew did thus advise:
+"Nor much rejoice, nor over grieve,
+But decently what comes receive;
+Since good and ill succeed so near,
+Meet ill with hope and good with fear."
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE CRAB AND HER DAUGHTER.
+
+
+Not what they hear, but what they see,
+Will children and domestics be.
+
+A crab one day her daughter chid;
+"You never do as you are bid,
+Have I not told you o'er and o'er,
+That awkward gait to use no more?
+Learn, ninny, once for all to know,
+Folks forward and not backward go."
+"Mamma," says Miss, "how strange you talk!
+Have I not learn'd from you to walk?
+Were I to move the other way,
+How could I follow you I pray?"
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE SUN AND THE WIND.
+
+
+Phebus and Boreas from on high
+Upon the road a traveller spy,
+Wearing a cloak for fear of rain.
+Says Boreas, "his precaution's vain
+'Gainst me, I'll show you for a joke
+How soon I'll make him quit his cloak."
+"Come on," says Phebus, "let us see
+Who best succeeds, or you or me."
+The wind to blow so fierce began,
+He almost had upset his man;
+But still his cloak, for all his roar,
+Was wrapp'd more closely than before.
+When Boreas what he could had done,
+"Now for my trial," says the Sun,
+And with his beams so warm'd the air,
+The man his mantle could not bear,
+But open'd first, then threw aside.
+
+Learn hence, unbending sons of pride
+Persuasive manners will prevail,
+When menaces and bluster fail.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE TWO POTS.
+
+
+Forc'd on a stream to make their way,
+To pot of brass says pot of clay:
+"Since brass is stout and clay is frail,
+Pray let us at a distance sail.
+Not your intention that I fear
+Sir Brass," adds humble Earthenware,
+"While the winds leave you to yourself;
+But woe betide my ribs of delf,
+If it should dash our sides together;
+For mine would be the damage, whether
+Their force should you or I impel;
+To pray proceed, and fare you well."
+
+Learn hence, ye folks of low estate,
+To keep due distance from the great.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+HERCULES AND THE CARTER.
+
+
+His cart bemired, a carter pray'd
+To Hercules to come and aid.
+"Up!" says the God, "thou lazy dog.
+And lift the axle from the bog;
+Think'st thou Gods nothing have to do
+But listen to such knaves as you?"
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE ANT AND THE GRASSHOPPER.
+
+
+From a wise emmet, well sustain'd
+On what her industry had gain'd,
+A grasshopper some aid desir'd.
+"What was his trade?" the ant inquir'd.
+"I've none," the grasshopper replied;
+"I range the country far and wide,
+Singing all day from door to door,
+And have no time to form a store."
+Shutting her granaries, says the ant,
+"No wonder, friend, you are in want;
+He who all summer sings, may chance
+In winter to be forc'd to dance."
+
+To spend his time in idle song,
+The thoughtless grasshopper was wrong;
+And not to give a small supply,
+The emmet mean and niggardly.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE CROW AND THE PITCHER.
+
+
+Patience and ingenuity
+The want of natural means supply.
+
+A thirsty crow some water found,
+But in a vessel so profound,
+That with her neck at utmost stretch,
+A single drop she could not reach.
+Then stones she in the pitcher places,
+Which to the top the water raises;
+And by this innocent device
+Her thirst at leisure satisfies.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE ANGLER AND THE LITTLE
+FISH.
+
+
+An angler a small salmon caught,
+Who with much earnestness besought
+That he would let her go: says she,
+"What can you do with such as me!
+Next year when grown a little bigger,
+I in your bag might make a figure."
+The prudent man replied, "No, no;
+Into my pouch, though small, you go.
+A bird in hand is better far,
+Than two that in the bushes are."
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE FROG AND THE FOX.
+
+
+Let us our own defects amend,
+Ere to guide others we pretend.
+
+A sallow, wrinkl'd, spotted frog,
+To turn physician left the bog.
+"He every malady could cure,"
+He said, "that animals endure."
+"First on yourself your science show,"
+Says Reynard: "that the world may know
+Your skill and knowledge, pray begin
+Of those foul spots to clear your skin:
+For while you look so sick and pale,
+To vend your drugs you'll ne'er prevail."
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE APE AND HER YOUNG ONES.
+
+
+An ape had cubs; one much she lov'd,
+The other small affection prov'd.
+Alarm'd, she hears the hunter's cries;
+And catching up her darling flies:
+Through fear she stumbled o'er some stones
+And broke the little favorite's bones;
+The other to her back who clung
+Uninjured went with her along.
+
+Mothers, beware! the fondl'd child
+By too much tenderness is spoil'd;
+While those who hardships have endur'd,
+To suffer life are best inur'd.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE FIR TREE AND THE THORN.
+
+
+The lowly and contented state
+Is farthest from the wounds of fate.
+
+A fir tree upon a humble thorn
+From his high top look'd down with scorn.
+"For loftiest fanes we grow," she said,
+"Of us the tallest masts are made,
+While thou, poor bramble, canst produce
+Nothing of ornament or use."
+"Great tree," the modest thorn replied,
+"When the sharp axe shall pierce your side,
+In vain you then may wish to be
+Unsought-for, and unknown like me."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE ASS IN THE LION'S SKIN.
+
+
+Fools may on other fools impose;
+The sage their real value knows.
+
+An ass once found a lion's skin,
+And rolling up himself therein,
+From every fold that he came nigh,
+Made flocks, and herds, and shepherds fly.
+Ranging the country round, at last
+He meets his master where he pass'd,
+Who long-ears instantly descries
+Through his magnificent disguise:
+Laying his cudgel on his side,
+"Get home, thou stupid fool," he cried:
+"With others for a lion pass;
+I know thee for an arrant ass."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE DOG IN THE MANGER.
+
+
+A mastiff in a stable lay,
+Couch'd on a manger full of hay.
+When any thing drew near to eat,
+He quickly forced it to retreat.
+An ox then cried, "detested creature,
+How vile is thy malignant nature,
+Which will not others let enjoy
+That which thou never canst employ!"
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE STAG AND THE VINE.
+
+
+A stag pursued with horn and hound
+In a thick vineyard shelter found.
+Soon as he thought the danger past,
+He on the vine began to feast.
+The huntsman hears the rustling noise,
+And through half-eaten leaves descries
+His branching horns, the pack recalls,
+And merited the creature falls
+To his ingratitude a prey.
+
+Those their protectors who betray,
+Unpitying, all the world will see
+Consign'd to death and infamy.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE MISCHIEVOUS DOG.
+
+
+Titles and ribands, bought with shame,
+Folly and vice but more proclaim.
+A man who own'd a vicious dog,
+Upon his collar fix'd a log,
+Which the vain cur supposed to be
+A note of worth and dignity.
+A mastiff saw his foolish pride;
+"Puppy," indignantly he cried,
+"That thing is put about your neck
+Your mischievous designs to check;
+And to who see you to declare,
+Of what a currish race you are."
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE SICK MAN AND THE PHYSICIAN.
+
+
+Woe to the land where those who guide,
+To please the people's foolish pride,
+Persuade them there is nought to dread,
+When ruin threatens o'er their head.
+
+A patient, ask'd to tell his pains,
+Of thirst and shivering cold complains.
+"'Tis very good," the doctor said;
+"He has but to remain in bed,
+And take the med'cines I shall send,
+The thing will soon be at an end."
+When next the question was repeated,
+The man complain'd he much was heated;
+"This," cried the leech, "is better still!"
+And thus to each increasing ill,
+"That it was going well," he cried,
+Till the poor martyr sunk and died.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE FARMER AND HIS SONS.
+
+
+Work, work, my boys, with hand and mind!
+Your labors you will fruitful find.
+
+A husbandman, about to die,
+Call'd on his children to come nigh:
+"I leave," he says, "a small estate,
+But wherewithal to make it great:
+For know, a treasure it contains,
+If you to search will take the pains."
+He died. The sons dug all the ground,
+And there no hidden treasure found;
+But so productive was the soil,
+The crop by far o'erpaid the toil.
+Says one, when they the corn had sold,
+"This treasure 'twas our sire foretold!"
+
+[Illustration:]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE SWALLOW AND THE BIRDS.
+
+
+Those who of guides stand most in need,
+Are least inclin'd advice to heed.
+
+A travell'd swallow, learn'd and wise,
+To all his feather'd neighbors cries:
+"See you yon laborers there below;
+What is it, think ye, that they sow?
+'Tis hemp, my friends; of which are made
+The nets that for us all are laid;
+The moment yonder men are gone,
+Then pick the seeds up one by one."
+The gay inhabitants of air
+For his precaution little care.
+The seedling sprung; again the swallow
+Urges his good advice to follow;
+Again his counsel they deride.
+The plants full grown, and cut, and dried,
+Beaten and spun, the nets were made,
+And the unwary birds betray'd,
+Regretting, in their hapless fate,
+Their incredulity too late.
+
+Learn hence the danger to foresee,
+Nor wait for their maturity.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE BOASTING TRAVELLER.
+
+
+A fellow who abroad had been,
+Told marvels he had done and seen:
+"When resident at Rhodes," he said,
+"A leap of twenty yards he made
+Over a barrier ten feet high;
+A dozen witnesses were by."
+"Come on," says one, at the same table,
+"Yon ditch and fence to o'erleap you're able.
+They're not, by much, so high or wide;
+Here let the experiment be tried.
+Suppose yourself at Rhodes, and we
+Your faithful witnesses will be."
+The man replied, "that he to-day
+Was not quite well," and stole away.
+
+Who boast of what they cannot do
+Both knavery and folly show.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE OLD WOMAN AND HER MAIDS.
+
+
+Better known evils to endure,
+Than seek by wrong a doubtful cure.
+
+A thrifty dame her maids awoke
+At the first crowing of the cock.
+They of such early rising tir'd,
+To kill the harmless cock conspir'd.
+The dame, to hear him crow in wait,
+Next morning lay in bed till eight.
+But when she knew the trick they had play'd,
+She caused a larum to be made,
+And rung it daily in their ears
+Two hours before the dawn appears.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+INDUSTRY AND SLOTH.
+
+
+Insidious sloth her object gains,
+If but a hearing she obtains.
+
+A youth ask'd why so long in bed?
+"I listen to a cause," he said;
+"As soon as I unclose my eyes.
+First industry excites to rise."
+"Up, up," she says, "to meet the sun,
+Your task of yesterday's undone!"
+"Lie still," cries sloth, "it is not warm,
+An hour's more sleep can do no harm;
+You will have time your work to do,
+And leisure for amusement too."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE SHEPHERD TURNED MERCHANT.
+
+
+Fair weather sailors, keep at home,
+For be assur'd the storm will come.
+
+A shepherd of an inland breed
+Brought to the coast his flocks to feed;
+The beauty of a summer sea,
+A merchant tempted him to be.
+He sold his sheep, and with the sale
+Purchas'd of dates an ample bale.
+He sail'd; a furious tempest rose;
+Into the sea his dates he throws;
+And swimming from the bark to land,
+Arrives half dead upon the strand.
+To one, soon afterwards who stood
+Pleas'd with the calmness of the flood,
+"Aye, aye," the simple shepherd said
+"With dates again it would be fed."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE SPENDTHRIFT AND THE
+SWALLOW.
+
+
+A fool who all had thrown away,
+When wandering pennyless one day,
+Perceived a swallow. "Ho," says he,
+"Summer is come at last I see!"
+And to a Jew his mantle sold.
+Next day it was severely cold:
+Starv'd as he walk'd, the bird he found
+Frozen to death upon the ground.
+"Ah! what a fool was I," he cried,
+"When on one swallow I relied!"
+
+Those who too readily believe,
+For their credulity may grieve.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE EAGLE AND THE CROW.
+
+
+The wise well know their force to weigh,
+Nor what they cannot do, essay.
+
+A carrion crow an eagle saw
+Seize on a lamb with beak and claw.
+Conceiving he could better do,
+He pounces on a well fed ewe;
+But he and not the sheep was caught;
+For when to fly with it he sought,
+His feet entangled in the wool,
+The shepherd seiz'd the helpless fool.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE WOLF AND THE SHEPHERD'S
+BOY.
+
+
+In wantonness a shepherd's boy
+Alarm'd the neighbor's with his cry;
+"The wolf! the wolf!" And when they came,
+Of their lost labor made his game.
+At last the wolf when there indeed,
+His real cries they did not heed;
+He and his flock a prey were made,
+And for his lies he dearly paid.
+
+Those who are known to have deceiv'd,
+When they speak truth, are not believ'd.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE FOX WITHOUT A TAIL.
+
+
+Fashions and modes we often see,
+Made to conceal deformity:
+Those to whom nature has been kind,
+Should leave such fopperies behind.
+
+A fox who in a trap was taken,
+Resign'd his brush to save his bacon.
+Ashamed that all the world should know
+His cunning had been cheated so,
+To an assembly of the nation
+He made the following oration:
+"I oft have thought the tails we wear
+A troublesome appendage are;
+Where's their utility, I pray?
+They serve but to obstruct our way.
+Nor ornamental do I find,
+To drag this ponderous length behind.
+For my part, without more debate,
+I move our tails we amputate."
+"Please, sir, to show yourself behind,"
+(Says one to smoke the jest inclin'd,
+And who discovered what it was)
+"We there perhaps shall see the cause,
+Ere we your prudent counsel take,
+Why you this curious motion make?"
+His bare posteriors when they found,
+Loud laughter shook the benches round;
+Nor could the fox without a tail
+To introduce the mode prevail.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE MEN AND THE OYSTER.
+
+
+Any partition better make,
+Than _all_ the hungry law should take.
+
+By the sea side two travellers found
+A fine large oyster on the ground;
+His claim each obstinately lays:
+"I saw it first," one eager says;
+"I pick'd it up," the other cries;
+"Mine"--"Mine is certainly the prize."
+They talk'd as usual, loud and long;
+And more they reason'd, more were wrong;
+Till they a neighboring lawyer see
+Passing, and mutually agree
+To take him for their referee.
+With legal dignity of face,
+He heard them both relate the case;
+"Your claims are good," then gravely said,
+"And a brave lawsuit would have made
+Which to prefer I cannot tell,
+So each of you must take a shell;
+And, as the oyster is but one,
+That I myself will swallow down;
+To stink it otherwise had lain,
+And all your cash been spent in vain;
+You're cheaply off; go home content;
+And faith the fish was excellent."
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE SHEPHERD AND HIS DOG.
+
+
+A dog his master so deceiv'd,
+He was the best of curs believ'd.
+The flock was trusted to his care,
+Whene'er the shepherd was not there.
+And in the house, a favored guest,
+He always fed upon the best.
+The treacherous guard his charge betray'd
+And on the sheep in secret prey'd.
+The master, when the crime was prov'd,
+With double indignation mov'd,
+About his neck the halter tied
+Himself: the dog for mercy cried;
+"You let the wolf escape," he said,
+"Who much more slaughter oft has made."
+"Wretch!" says the man, "the wolf declares
+Hostility, and boldly dares;
+He has no confidence abused:
+But, coward, thou my trust hast used:
+Against myself! and on this tree
+Without delay shalt hanged be."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE COUNTRYMAN AND THE
+JUSTICE.
+
+
+The law still lends the readiest aid,
+When well her ministers are paid.
+
+A countryman, by power oppress'd,
+Seeking to have his wrongs redress'd,
+Oft to the justice went in vain;
+Admittance he could ne'er obtain,
+But still was bid again to come;
+"Unwell"--"engag'd"--or "not home!"
+The wily rustic took a kid
+One day, and in a basket hid;
+And when he to the house drew near,
+Began to pinch him by the ear,
+So that the porter, from the hall,
+Might hear the little fatling squall;
+The man his master's mind who knew,
+Open'd the door and let him through.
+The shepherd, laughing as he pass'd,
+Says to his kid, "Thy cries at last
+An audience for my wrongs obtain;
+Thy flesh, perhaps, redress will gain."
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE COCK AND THE FOX.
+
+
+The world applauds the lucky hit,
+When it beholds the biter bit.
+
+A treach'rous fox invited down
+A cock, who on a tree had flown.
+"Do you not know, my friend," says he,
+"Bird, beast, fish, reptile, man agree,
+To live henceforth in amity?
+Come down and celebrate the day."
+"Troth," quoth the cock, "you truly say;
+For hounds I see come o'er the dell,
+With open mouths, the news to tell."
+"Adieu," says Ren. "'Tis best to go;
+Those dogs the treaty may not know."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE BLIND MAN AND THE LAME.
+
+
+Who kind assistance give and take,
+Life's arduous journey best will make.
+
+Two men, one blind, the other lame,
+To pass a ford together came.
+The stream was rapid, and the way
+Obliquely thwart the current lay;
+To his companion says the blind,
+"Yon winding road I ne'er shall find."
+"Nor my poor limbs," the lame replied,
+"The current's rapid force abide."
+"Come," says the blind, "my loins are strong,
+I'll bear you on my back along,
+While you to guide me give the word;"
+And thus they safely cross'd the ford.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE MAN AND THE SERPENT.
+
+
+There's in the world a cursed race,
+Of nature so perverse and base,
+If from the gallows you should save,
+A dangerous enemy you have.
+
+A countryman a serpent found,
+Stiffen'd with frost upon the ground,
+And took her home; but when the fire
+Began new vigor to inspire,
+Swelling her neck with angry eyes,
+She fills the cot with hissing cries.
+The rustic then his axe did take,
+"Is this then the return you make?
+Is this your gratitude?" he said,
+And knock'd the reptile on the head.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE TWO STREAMS.
+
+
+Those who display much dash and din,
+Have seldom any thing within.
+
+A weary traveller, one day,
+Cross'd o'er a river in his way;
+Alarm'd to see the foaming tide
+Dashing o'er rocks from side to side,
+Nevertheless, his course to keep,
+He ventur'd in with trembling step;
+And found the water neither deep,
+Nor footing bad; and got well o'er.
+When he had travell'd some leagues more,
+He to another river came,
+That smoothly flowed, a silent stream:
+This he thought easily to pass;
+But ere he in the middle was,
+He plunged into a gulf profound,
+And for his feet no bottom found;
+But, forced to swim with all his might,
+Got to the shore in piteous plight.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE SOT AND HIS WIFE.
+
+
+Inveterate sin is seldom cur'd.
+
+A wife had long a sot endur'd,
+Who all his time in taverns spent,
+While his affairs in ruin went.
+Once as insensible he lay,
+She dress'd him in a corpse's array,
+And with the undertaker's aid,
+Into a burying vault convey'd.
+The fumes dispersed, the man awakes;
+All for reality he takes.
+When by the glimmering of a lamp
+He saw his mansion drear and damp,
+Reflecting how his life had pass'd,
+A forced repentance came at last.
+The wife, with suited voice and dress,
+Presented an infernal mess:
+"Good Trap, pray take away your meat;
+I have no appetite to eat,"
+He cried, "but faith I'm devilish dry:
+Can't you a bowl of wine supply?"
+The woman, seeing all was vain,
+Restor'd him to his casks again:
+Consol'd with certainty, that he
+Ere long a real corpse must be.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE FARMER AND HIS QUARRELSOME
+SONS.
+
+
+Three sons an honest farmer had;
+And it so happen'd, ne'er a lad
+Could with the other two agree;
+All quarrelling perpetually.
+Their time in idle contest spent,
+Garden and farm to ruin went;
+And the good farmer and his wife
+Led but a miserable life.
+One day as this unhappy sire
+Sat musing by his evening fire,
+He saw some twigs in bundles stand,
+Tied for the basket-maker's hand.
+Taking up one: "My boys," says he,
+"Which is the strongest, let me see;
+He who this bundle breaks in twain,
+The preference, and this prize shall gain,"
+(Showing a pair of Sunday shoes.)
+The rivals every effort use
+In vain. Their utmost force when tried,
+The father took the twigs untied,
+And giving to them one by one,
+The work immediately was done.
+"Yon twigs," he says, "that broken lie,
+This useful lesson may supply:
+That those in amity who live,
+And succor to each other give,
+Double their forces to resist
+Oppression, and their work assist."
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE FIG TREE AND THE FLOWERING
+SHRUB.
+
+
+Flowers which many leaves display,
+In fruitless beauty fade away.
+
+Cries one of these, with saucy sneer,
+To a plain fig-tree growing near,
+"How comes it, honest friend, that thou
+Dost in the spring no blossoms show?"
+Says he, "I keep them out of view,
+For fear I should resemble you,
+And in the autumn nought produce
+Of permanence and solid use."
+
+Who soon and much essay to shine,
+May dread a premature decline.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE FARMER AND THE LANDLORD.
+
+
+A farmer of an honest fame,
+One morning to his landlord came:
+"Alas, my lord," he weeping said,
+"Gored by my bull, your ox is dead.
+What must be done?" "The case is plain,"
+Replies the lord; "the creature slain,
+The owner of the bull must pay;
+Let it be done without delay."
+"Heav'n give your worship long to live!
+I hope you will a good one give,
+For mine was good!" "How! your's, my friend?
+Let me your story comprehend:
+Your bull, you say, my ox has gored?"
+"Forgive me the mistake, my lord,
+In my confusion I have made;
+Mine was the ox that must be paid;
+But 'tis all one--what's just for me
+The same must for your worship be:
+I'll tell the steward what you say."
+"Not yet--we'll think of it to-day.
+Further inquiry must be had;
+Perhaps your fences were but bad;
+Perhaps--but come again to-morrow."
+The honest laborer saw with sorrow,
+That justice wears a different face,
+When for themselves men put the case.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE SCHOOL-BOY AND THE
+MONITOR.
+
+
+At play on Thames's verdant side
+A school boy fell into the tide,
+Where providentially there stood
+A willow, bending o'er the flood.
+Buoy'd on its branch, he floating lay,
+The monitor pass'd by that way.
+The lad entreats his life to save:
+The Don replies with aspect grave,
+"Sirrah, what business had you there?
+How vain is all our watchful care!
+You never heed a word we say;
+Your disobedience you shall pay!"
+"First," says the boy, "pray stretch your hand:
+I'll hear you when I come to land."
+
+This is for those, with vain parade
+Who give advice, instead of aid.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE MILLER AND HIS ASS.
+
+
+A rustic bringing to the fair
+An ass, that he might show him there,
+Sleek and well looking let him trot;
+He followed with his son on foot.
+The first they met upon the road,
+At our pedestrians laugh'd loud,
+"Look at those two legged asses," cried,
+"Who trudge on foot when they might ride!"
+The father with the hint complies:
+Makes the boy mount. Now other cries
+Assail their ears; by graybeards blam'd;
+"Sirrah, you ought to be asham'd
+To ride and let your father walk!"
+Again he listened to their talk.
+The sire got up, the youth got down;
+When passing through a country town,
+At every door the mothers said,
+"A murrain light on thy old head!
+Hast thou no bowels for thy kind?
+At least take up the lad behind."
+This done they next were thus address'd:
+"Two lubbers on a little beast?
+They fitter are to carry him!"
+Complying with this senseless whim,
+Upon a pole his feet in air,
+The ass they on their shoulders bear.
+Now laughing shouts spread far and wide.
+The ass's ligatures untied,
+"Proceed, my son," then said the man:
+"To please the world, do all we can,
+Since 'tis impossible, you see,
+To please ourselves content we'll be."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE DREAMER AND HIS SON.
+
+
+Mortals bring down upon their head
+The very miseries most they dread.
+
+The only son of a rich knight
+In hunting daily took delight.
+The father living in alarm,
+Lest he should come to any harm,
+Dream'd that he saw him on the ground,
+Rent with the lion's fatal wound.
+The youth, allow'd to hunt no more,
+Impatiently confinement bore.
+Remarking, one unlucky day,
+In the fine chamber where he lay,
+A lion painted on the wall,
+"Thou art," he cried, "the cause of all."
+With idle rage the wall he struck,
+And in his hand an iron stuck,
+Which piercing bones and sinews through,
+Fester'd and then a gangrene grew.
+And thus the father's ill-tim'd care
+Deprived him of his son and heir.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE OLD MAN AND DEATH.
+
+
+Though life be welcome to the wise,
+Death cannot take him by surprise;
+Aware that every day and hour
+He holds but at the tyrant's power,
+That beauty, talents, worth, are vain.
+A moment's respite to obtain.
+Nothing more known, and yet how rare
+It is with courage to prepare
+For this inevitable day!
+All hope a little more delay.
+
+One who had suffer'd many a year,
+And to a century drew near,
+At last complain'd, that unawares
+Death came, unsettled his affairs:
+"My will is not completely made;
+A little time," he trembling said,
+"A little longer let me live;
+Some warning 'tis but fair to give!
+My grandson is expected home;
+At least pray, let the doctor come."
+"Poor helpless driveller!" Death replied,
+"Ten years ago thou should'st have died!
+Thy friends, thy foes, thyself outliv'd:
+Almost an age thou hast surviv'd:
+Some who their day had scarce begun.
+Others beneath their noon-tide sun--
+Time's deepest lines engrave thy brow,
+And dost thou hesitate to go?
+Idiot, what warning would'st thou have?
+One foot already in the grave:
+Sight, hearing, feeling, day by day,
+Sunk gradual in a long decay.
+I blame myself for my neglect;
+Thou'st not a moment to expect!"
+
+When failing nature warns, the sage
+Sees death a refuge from old age;
+And rising from life's lengthened feast,
+Willing retires, a sated guest.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE PAINTER.
+
+
+When candid critics deign to blame
+Their index points the road to fame,
+But when dull fools your works admire,
+Throw them at once into the fire.
+
+In Rome there dwelt, in days of yore,
+A painter deep in graphic lore.
+His touch was firm, his outline true,
+And every rule full well he knew.
+A Mars he painted, meant to show
+How far his learned skill could go.
+The work complete, he call'd a friend,
+On whose good taste he could depend.
+The friend was honest, spoke his thought,
+And fairly pointed out the fault,
+"That overwork'd in every part,
+It show'd too much laborious art."
+The painter argued for his rules,
+And cited maxims from the schools;
+Still the judicious critic held
+The labor should be more conceal'd.
+While they disputed on his stricture,
+A coxcomb came to see the picture:
+Entering, he cries, "Good heavens, how fine!
+The piece, I swear, is quite divine!
+The sword, the knot, the belt, the leather,
+The steel, the gold, the silk, the feather,
+Are perfect nature, all together!"
+The painter, reddening with despite,
+Whispers, "My friend, by Jove, you're right.
+'Tis not enough our art to know,
+Till less of it we learn to show;
+My picture must be done again
+I see, to please discerning men."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE COBBLER AND THE NABOB.
+
+
+A cobbler, who had fix'd his stall
+Against a nabob's palace wall,
+Work'd merrily as others play,
+And sung and whistled all the day.
+A prey to many an anxious care,
+Less merry was the lord, by far;
+And often in the night he thought
+It hard, sleep was not to be bought:
+And if tow'rds morn he got a doze,
+The cobbler troubled his repose.
+One day he bid the man attend--
+And, "Well," says he, "my honest friend,
+How is it that so well you thrive?
+You seem the happiest man alive.
+Pray, what may be the profit clear,
+That you can earn within the year?"
+"What in a twelvemonth I can earn,
+My lord, was never my concern;
+'Tis quite enough," the cobbler said,
+"If I can gain my daily bread."
+"Take then this note"--'twas twenty pound;
+"But sing not with so shrill a sound,
+Good man," the generous nabob cries,
+"When early to your work you rise;
+For then I want to close my eyes."
+Delighted to his stall he went:
+But now he first felt discontent;
+All day he neither work'd nor ate,
+For thinking of his happy fate.
+At night, when he retir'd to bed,
+He plac'd the note beneath his head.
+But could not sleep a single wink,
+What he should do with it, to think;
+And every little noise he heard,
+That folks were come to rob him, fear'd.
+Living in constant dread to all,
+Who did but look towards his stall,
+So lean and sallow he was grown,
+The man was hardly to be known.
+At last he begg'd the lord to see:
+"Take back your present, sir," said he,
+"Riches, I find, are not for me.
+To-morrow I my song renew;
+Not less my gratitude to you:
+And care henceforward I will take,
+My chaunts your slumber do not break."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE HORSE AND HIS RIDER.
+
+
+A man a palfrey long possess'd,
+A quiet, serviceable beast;
+Spavin'd, indeed, and somewhat blind,
+But still his way he well could find;
+And if he stumbled now and then,
+Was soon upon his feet again.
+In short, for many a year, the pack
+Had borne him safely on his back.
+Till riding out one fatal day,
+He overheard some coxcombs say,
+"For such a man, 'tis quite a shame,
+To mount a horse old, blind, and lame."
+"Aye," replied one, "I know a steed
+Would nobly carry him indeed;
+Young, vigorous, beautiful, and sound;
+His like is nowhere to be found."
+In evil hour an ear he lent,
+To view this boasted courser went:
+Unwary on his back he got,
+And tried to put him on a trot;
+He rear'd and plung'd, and leap'd about,
+Till from his seat he shook him out,
+Then kicking, pitch'd him o'er his head,
+And laid him on the pavement dead.
+The vicious creature left at large,
+On all his fury would discharge;
+This from behind his heels surprise,
+Trod under foot, that sprawling lies:
+Another, who would seize the reins,
+Is bit and mangled for his pains.
+But want of nourishment and rest
+Will tame at last the fiercest beast;
+And rage itself suspends its course,
+Exhausted by its proper force.
+Light'ning no more his eyes inspire,
+No more his nostrils snorted fire;
+At bay he stood, fatigu'd and lank,
+With flagging ears, and beating flank.
+An active jockey, stout and able,
+Contracts to bring him to the stable;
+Soothes, and his neck begins to pat,
+And the corn rattles in his hat;
+By hunger drawn, repell'd by fear,
+The courser neighs, retires, comes near;
+Lur'd with the smell, begins to eat.
+The jockey vaulted in the seat:
+With vigorous hand the bridle plied,
+And stuck the rowels in his side.
+Some bounds and curvets still he made,
+But soon submissively obey'd.
+The horseman who such skill had shown,
+Resolv'd to keep him for his own:
+Aware that constant work alone
+Can keep this wicked spirit down
+He night and day is on his back,
+To lead him to some new attack,
+No road is safe, nor far nor near,
+This highwayman is every where.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE GOOD MINISTER.
+
+
+An honest minister disgrac'd,
+(Such are not easily replac'd,)
+Found the sweet leisure in his fields,
+To virtuous minds retirement yields.
+The king, who had his foes believ'd,
+The loss of him ere long perceiv'd.
+To bring him back again intent,
+To his retreat alone he went:
+"My friend, you must return with me,"
+He said, "your value now I see."
+"Forgive me," the Recluse replied;
+"Here I determine to abide.
+By sad experience well I know,
+Were I to court again to go,
+And all my best endeavors do,
+To serve my country, sir, and you,
+Art and intrigue so much prevail,
+Again I certainly should fail;
+Against your will and approbation,
+And the good wishes of the nation,
+You'd find yourself compell'd to yield,
+And I once more must quit the field."
+
+The honest man, who will not bend
+To circumstance, or condescend
+To pay his court to knave or fool,
+Will never long a nation rule.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE SWAN AND THE COOK.
+
+
+A man once had a swan and goose
+  Among his birds and beasts.
+The one was destined for a pet,
+  The other for a feast.
+Sometimes you saw them sailing
+  Gracefully on the current, side by side,
+Sometimes they played a game of tag,
+  Or plunged into the tide.
+One day the master ordered
+  The cook to kill the goose,
+And roast it for his dinner;
+  It was fat and fit for use.
+But the cook had taken a drop too much,
+  And it had gone to his head;
+So when he went out for the goose
+  He took the swan instead.
+He seized the swan fast by the throat,
+  And would have kill'd it soon:
+But the bird saw he was to die,
+  And he his throat did tune,
+And warbled out his farewell lay.
+  The cook straight dropped his knife
+In great surprise, "what! what!" cried he,
+  "Shall I take the life
+Of a musical bird like this?
+  No, no! it must not be.
+So to the garden he shall go back
+  And ne'er be kill'd by me."
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE LYNX AND THE MOLE.
+
+
+A lynx once met by chance a mole,
+Just emerging from his hole.
+The lynx with penetrating eye
+The beauties of the place did spy,
+And asked the mole to take a share
+In the fine prospect, rich and rare.
+"I've seldom found so good a place.
+From this small hill you see a space
+Extended far beneath your view,
+I like it much; pray do not you?
+See now the sun begins to rise,
+And with crimson tints the skies.
+It spreads all round its genial heat,
+And nature now enjoys a treat."
+"Well, well!" the mole aloud did cry
+"You may see this and more, but I
+Can only now before me see,
+A very heavy mist." "Truly,
+Now," said the lynx, "I clearly see
+The difference 'twixt you and me.
+My eyes see with perception bright
+While your's are always dark as night.
+Go to your hold beneath the ground,
+While I will range the forest round."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE OLD CAT AND THE YOUNG
+MOUSE.
+
+
+A young mouse of little experience,
+Thought to soften an old cat,
+And besought her clemency,
+By asking for his life at her expense.
+Said he, "A mouse, or e'en a rat,
+Is not a great charge on the house;
+And I shall not starve out the host.
+Besides I seldom quit my post,
+And when I do a grain of corn
+Has served me since I first was born.
+Now I am thin, pray let me be,
+I'll serve your children yet, you'll see."
+Thus to the cat spoke the poor mouse.
+The other answered, "You mistake,
+When unto me this tone you take;
+You might as well talk to the deaf,
+As to so old a cat as I,
+And through your tricks I spy,
+Die! you can go and chatter to the fates,
+My children will be fed on better cates."
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+Youth is sanguine, and hopes for all:
+Old age is pitiless; so says our moral.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE TWO FRIENDS.
+
+
+Two real friends lived in Monomotapa,
+All that belonged to one was for the other,
+And each was unto each a brother.
+The people of that country, thus,
+Make better friends than among us.
+One night when fast asleep,
+  They each were sound reposing,
+The eldest darted from his couch,
+  And stopped the other's dozing.
+He runs to see his friend,
+Awakes the slaves, and in the end,
+Even his friend is quite alarmed,
+And goes to seek the other,
+With sword and purse. "My brother,
+What can the matter be?
+Here I am armed, you see,
+Ready with sword to fight for you,
+And here is money ready too,
+If you have lost in play.
+You're even welcome to my handsome slave,
+With jet black hair, and eyes so grave."
+"No!" said the other, "I need naught,
+But ere I slept to-night, I thought,
+Being in a trance, that you were sad,
+And as the thought nigh drove me mad,
+I hurried to your tent,
+And found you sleeping quite content."
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+Which of the two best loved the other?
+Here is a thing to ponder on.
+A true friend is a precious thing,
+And all to aid you he will bring,
+But with excess of love the other
+In dreams was thinking of his brother.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE SICK STAG.
+
+
+In a land where stags are many,
+One fell sick, and not any
+Of all his friends, delayed to come,
+To offer aid and consolation,
+In his sorrowful situation.
+Said he, "My friends, pray let me die
+In the right way, nor shed such tears."
+Not at all, the consolers,
+With many a tear, and many a sigh,
+Had come resolved by him to lie;
+And when they left they helped themselves
+Upon his lands, the greedy elves!
+And drank from out his brook,
+And every one of them such suppers took,
+That when the stag revived,
+He found his meals reduced;
+So that while his friends had thrived,
+He had to fast or die of hunger.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE FOREST AND THE WOODMAN.
+
+
+A woodman had broken or misplaced
+The wooden handle of his axe,
+This loss could not be well replaced.
+So master woodman humbly prayed
+From all the trees a single branch,
+And promised to go elsewhere when he made
+Again his livelihood,
+And he would touch nor oak nor pine.
+The trees which were all very good
+Furnished for him new arms,
+And soon commenced all their alarms,
+And their regret. The axe was mended.
+And his repentance all was ended.
+The miserable wretch but used it,
+E'en as he had before abused it,
+By felling down the forest trees,
+Which groaned in spirit, and which died,
+By arms they had themselves supplied.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+This is the way the world goes on,
+We use our benefits against our benefactors:
+I am tired of speaking thereupon,
+Till we obtain our wants, we are good actors.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE ELEPHANT AND THE MONKEY
+OF JUPITER.
+
+
+Formerly the elephant and the rhinoceros
+Disputing on the light of empire
+Resolved to end the combat thus--
+By fighting to their heart's desire.
+The day was fixed, when it was heard,
+That the monkey of Sire Jupiter
+Had been seen in the air,
+Poised on a cloud like any bird.
+The elephant was quite convinced
+That to arrange the new election,
+An interest the god evinced,
+And felt for him a great affection,
+He went to see the monkey's highness,
+Expecting him to speak about the fight,
+But not a word said monkey.
+At this sight,
+The elephant perceived that he must speak himself,
+And so began: "Sire Jupiter," said he,
+"Between rhinoceros and me will see
+A royal combat of legation;
+A tournament for all the nation.
+I suppose you have already heard
+This news!" Said monkey, "Not a word."
+The elephant ashamed, and quite surprised,
+Looked on the monkey with astonished eyes.
+Said monkey, "In celestial place,
+A fly or leopard are of equal race."
+"Was it not then because of us,"
+Said elephant, "that you descended?"
+"Nay," said the monkey, quite offended.
+"I left the heavens to share a grain of corn
+Among some ants, nor knew that you were born.
+We have the care of mortal things;
+But all are equals in our eyes,
+And at your talk I feel surprise."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE WOODCUTTER AND DEATH.
+
+
+A woodman was toiling, all covered with dust,
+But reach home with his faggot ere night he must,
+Panting and weary he walks quite slow,
+How to get home he does not know.
+At last quite exhausted with toil and trouble,
+With the weight of the burden and his years, bent double.
+He puts down his faggot, and thinks of his pains,
+What is his work, and what are his gains,
+How since he came into this weary world,
+By the wheels of blind fortune around he's been twirled.
+Was he not poor, a wood cutter, at best,
+Oft without bread, always without rest.
+He thinks of his wife, his children, his taxes,
+At last quite warm with the subject he waxes.
+He calls on death; who comes without delay,
+The woodman, in terror, knows not what to say.
+Death asks what to do the man wishes he should.
+"Oh, help me," he said, "with this faggot of wood.
+My poor bones ache, and my limbs they crack.
+So help me to put it upon my back."
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE RAT AND THE OYSTER.
+
+
+A rat who lived in the field,
+  A rat of little wit,
+Once grew tired of his father's house,
+  And quietly left it.
+He left the field, the grain and wheat,
+  Set out to travel, left his hole,
+And just as soon as he was out,
+  "How large and spacious on the whole
+Is this great country spread about.
+Here are the Apeninnes, and there Caucasus."
+The smallest mole hill is a mountain.
+At the end of some days our traveller arrives
+At a certain canton where every oyster thrives,
+And our famed traveller turned very pale,
+Thinking he saw great vessels setting sail
+"Mercy," said he, "My father was a dunce,
+He did not dare to travel even once,
+While I have seen already,
+The maritime empire,
+And travelled to my heart's desire."
+From a certain learn'd man,
+The rat had heard of such things,
+And thinks he has seen all he can.
+Among the many oysters closed,
+There was one open, which reposed,
+Mouth gaping, in the sun,
+The learned, travelled man,
+The rat, approached, thinking to make
+An excellent repast, and began to take
+A bite at the fine oyster, plump and fat,
+Whereupon closing on our rat,
+The oyster caught him tight
+And held him with all its might.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+This fable goes to show,
+That those mistake,
+Who think that all they know:
+When knowing nothing of the world,
+Their giddy brain is quickly whirled.
+And hence this moral let us make,
+That he is caught, who thinks to take.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE PHYSICIANS.
+
+
+Dr. So-much-the-worse went out to see
+A patient sick as one could be.
+His brother So-much-the-better,
+Having received an urgent letter,
+Came also the sick man to visit.
+So-much-the-worse declared he'd die,
+So-much-the-better asked him why.
+And while their plans they thus discourse,
+The sick man died, _so much the worse_!
+So-much-the-better now declared,
+That if the sick man had not despaired,
+He would have lived. So-much-the-worse
+Said, "I was right, agree with me,
+Our patient's dead, as you can see."
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+There's wisdom in the saying, by my troth,
+Too many cooks will spoil the broth.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE MOUNTAIN IN LABOR.
+
+
+A mountain thought to be in labor,
+Made such a horrid noise,
+That round it each stranger came and neighbor,
+Thinking the end of all this noise would be
+A city, quite as large as three.
+Having drawn all the province round,
+The mountain from a little mound,
+Let out a mouse.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+When I think upon this fable,
+Of which the narration is false,
+And the sense true;
+It puts me much in mind
+Of authors not a few,
+Who boast that they are able
+To write on any subject as they please,
+And after all--do nothing.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE CAT METAMORPHOSED INTO
+A WOMAN.
+
+
+A man was passionately fond of his cat,
+He thought she was pretty, and sleek, and all that;
+And she purred in the softest tone,
+He wished to make her his own.
+This man by prayers, by tears,
+  By sorcery and charms,
+Changed pussy to a woman fair,
+  And took her in his arms.
+But in the wainscot soon a rat
+  Made itself manifest,
+And very soon the pussy cat,
+  Could still no longer rest.
+Her foolish husband who believed
+  That nothing had of cat remained,
+And as his wife had her received--
+  Was, now, I warrant, somewhat pained.
+Next time the vermin came,
+Pussy was surer of her game--
+  For having changed her face,
+The mice not frightened,
+  Did not change their pace--
+And the astonished spouse
+  Was very glad--
+To change her back--
+  And was no more cat-mad.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+What in the bone is born,
+  Will in the flesh remain,
+Both night and morn,
+  And ne'er come out again.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE FROG AND THE RAT.
+
+
+He who another thinks to injure,
+May in the end destroy himself.
+
+A rat who fed exceeding well,
+Was by a frog invited out to dine;
+"The voyage," said froggy, "will be quickly made,
+If you will tie your foot to mine."
+Frog vaunted the delight of bathing,
+Praised the varieties they'd met upon the way,
+And when the rat consented to be tied,
+Attempted to bear him away.
+The rat half drowned resisted all he could.
+The frog, imaged the dinner he would make;
+Suddenly, flying from a neighboring wood,
+A hawk appeared, and quickly did he take
+Both of the combatants up in his bill,
+Before they e'en had time to make their will;
+And quite delighted did the greedy sinner
+Make off of fish and flesh a hearty dinner.
+For in the hawk's dominions, fast days
+Are never kept.
+Now if the frog had acted as he ought,
+And had not tried to dine off the poor rat,
+They would not both have perished,
+To make fat,
+A pampered hawk;
+And master rat,
+Had he not been so curious about
+Aquatic government,
+Had from the scrape got safely out.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+A scheme or a conspiracy,
+Be it all plotted well
+As safe, 'twould seem as it could be,
+And sure of all success,
+May, none the less,
+Entirely fail,
+And grand conspirators,
+And all bewail,
+The day that set them scheming.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE LION AND THE FLY.
+
+
+A lion by a gad-fly worried,
+Half maddened by his sting,
+Exclaimed, "Be off, vile fly--
+Mean, pitiful, base thing!"
+After the fly had ended his repast,
+Fully exhausted feels the beast at last,
+And roared so that he shook the earth,
+While the victorious fly
+Met in the spider's web his destiny.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+Two morals draw I from this tale:
+  First, We should fear the smallest enemy;
+And second, We may escape great perils,
+  And from a trifling cause may die.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE TWO MULES.
+
+
+Two mules went travelling on their way,
+  One with a sack of corn;
+The other with gold and bells so gay,
+  Most gaily tripped along.
+Proud of so rich a load,
+  He kept the bells a ringing--
+And was so proud, had he known how
+  He would have commenced singing.
+Soon some robbers rude appeared,
+  Who stopped this mule upon his road,
+And very soon they had him cleared
+  Of all his weight of precious gold.
+Falling beneath their blows, "I die,"
+  The expiring trotter cried,
+"Had you been," said the other,
+  "Low as I, you would not thus have died."
+
+Be moderate when you are high,
+Nor glory o'er the passers by.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+JUPITER AND THE FARMER.
+
+
+Jupiter had a farm to let,
+Mercury advertised it, and people came,
+Made offers, listened, all the same,
+Made some objection.
+One declared the land
+Was rough and dry,
+And full of sand.
+One had this reason, one had that,
+Until at last a man appeared,
+Who said he'd try to farm it, agreed that
+He might have any weather that he chose.
+
+Behold! as soon as he but yawns, it blows
+Or rains, or is quite clear.
+His neighbors, even the most near,
+Are not affected by these changes.
+In usual route, their weather ranges;
+They have good crops,
+But he had none.
+At last when tired, he began
+Complaining unto Jupiter.
+The next year the same thing,
+Changes of weather he can bring--
+And the neighbors no more
+Than the Americans,
+Are troubled by the farming
+Of his lands.
+At last tired out, with all his strife in vain,
+He yields his power to the God of rain;
+Acknowledging, that all along
+The god did right,
+And he did wrong.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+Let us conclude that Providence
+For man ordains much better than we can.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE COCK, THE CAT, AND THE
+LITTLE MOUSE.
+
+
+A young mouse, who had nothing seen,
+Was nearly caught; You shall hear how
+He told his mother the adventure--
+He said, "Pray, listen, now:
+I started out to frolic at a venture,
+When two fine animals appeared
+Before my eyes,
+And filled me with surprise.
+One was soft, benign, and sweet,
+The other, turbulent, and full of inquietude,
+Had a loud voice, piercing and rude,
+And on his head a piece of flesh.
+A sort of arm raised him up in the air,
+As though to fly out of a mesh--
+His tail was spread out like a fan."
+Now it was a cock of which our little mouse,
+Made to his mother this fine picture,
+Describing him like an enthusiast.
+"He beat," said he, "his flanks,
+With his two arms,
+Making such a noise and such a din,
+That, frightened half to death,
+I hurried in.
+Although I pique myself upon my courage
+And heartily I cursed him in my heart,
+For but for him, I'd taken part,
+In conversation with the gentle creature,
+Who my advances would encourage.
+She is velvety, like us, with a long tail,
+A modest look, and sparkling eyes,
+And is much like a rat. She spies
+The objects round her. I turned pale
+On hearing the other creature's din,
+Or else I should have asked her in."
+"My child," said the mother, "this last was a cat,
+An enemy of every mouse and rat.
+The other a cock, whom do not fear,
+Perhaps we may dine on him here."
+
+Take care, whatever they may seem,
+Of judging people by their mien.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE MONKEY.
+
+
+The animals, on the death of the lion,
+  During his life, prince of the country,
+Resolved to elect a king to try on
+  The regal crown, and chose a monkey.
+Because after the animals had all
+Tried on the regal crown, or let it fall,
+Because their heads were all too big,
+Or too small, too horned, or too thick,
+The monkey slipped through it;
+And with it cut up many a trick,
+Which they all thought refined,
+And chose him with one mind.
+Only the fox regretted the election,
+And swore to reign in his defection.
+He came and made his compliment;
+"Sire," said he, "I know a treasure meant
+For your high majesty. I will show
+The spot where it lies hid."
+The monkey went at Reynard's bid--
+And was caught in a trap.
+The fox exclaimed,
+"How do you think to govern us,
+When, after all, with all your fuss,
+You cannot well, do what you may,
+Keep e'en yourself out of harm's way."
+The animals agreed,
+That royal power suits very few indeed.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE HORSE AND THE ASS.
+
+
+An ass accompanied by a horse uncourteous,
+Who only had his harness on his back;
+And the poor jackass staggered
+'Neath the load of vegetable and a pack;
+He begged the horse to help him,
+If he could--
+But not a single bit,
+The other would.
+"I ask," said the poor beast,
+"A little pity--
+Help me at least,
+To reach the city."
+The horse refused,
+And got his due,
+For the ass died.
+The farmer's man
+Stripped off the skin of honest Ben,
+And made the horse, whom they espied,
+Drag on the skin and the cart beside.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+'Tis wise to lend our aid
+  To others in distress,
+We often thus are made
+  The means of happiness.
+The churlish, unkind man
+  His neighbor's death may cause,
+And have to help his family,
+  Through taxes and the laws.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE ASTROLOGER WHO FELL
+INTO A WELL.
+
+
+An astrologer, of high ambition,
+While star-gazing fell down
+Into a well. "Sage gentleman,"
+Remarked the people of the town,
+"How did you think to read the stars, old man,
+When you cannot preserve your own position."
+This adventure in itself, without going further,
+Might serve as a lesson, to most of mankind,
+For of us mortals, a certain part inclines,
+To the belief, that, with the help of mind,
+The book of Destiny may easily be read,
+But this book, by Homer and his disciples sung,
+What is it called but _Chance_, by ancients,
+And by us Christians named Providence instead.
+Now in Chance there can no science be,
+Or why should it be called by them _Chance_--
+And things uncertain, who knows in advance?
+If all depends upon the fixed decree,
+Of Him who does all things, and nothing does unwisely.
+How should we read his will,
+And know that which from us he would conceal?
+Wherefore watch the stars so nicely,
+To know how to avoid inevitable woe;
+Or how, in future times, our fate will go;
+To make us, in the midst of pleasure, sad,
+Or with predicted evil, drive us mad,
+Convert all blessings into curses dire?
+Is this the knowledge to which we aspire,
+Is it an error or a crime thus to believe
+That future destiny can thus be known?
+In place of star-gazing above our head,
+Let us confide ourselves to the Great One.
+The firmament exists, the stars go on their way,
+And the sun shines upon us every day;
+And every day, the day is lost in night,
+Without our knowing aught else from the sight.
+That the seasons come, the crops are ripe,
+And in what wood we should look out for snipe,
+And some few other things, but for the change
+Of day to night, by which the world doth range,
+It has not aught to do with Destiny.
+Quacks, and ye compilers of horoscopes,
+Quit all the courts of princes in Europe,
+And take with you all mischief makers
+
+You deserve belief no more than they do.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+This astrologer in the well,
+Resembles all of his false art,
+Who while they are in danger, dream
+That in the stars, they read the happiest theme.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE ANIMALS SICK WITH THE
+PLAGUE.
+
+
+A scourge which spread terror,
+Invented by heaven to punish earth--
+The plague (if to name it be no error)
+Was making every animal
+To curse his birth.
+In one day it might have enriched Acheron,
+And upon beasts made busy war.
+Amongst them all there was not one,
+But, sick and ailing, was complaining sore;
+All did not die, but each was ill--
+Not one strove now to eat his fill,
+No meat excited them to taste,
+Nor did the wolves again lay waste,
+The innocent prey.
+Even the doves fled from each other,
+And cooed no more the live-long day.
+The lion held war counsel--"My brother,"
+Said he, addressing each in turn,
+"I think that heaven hath allowed
+This punishment on us to fall
+For the sins we have disavowed.
+Now I for one will confess all,
+And let him who is most to blame,
+Be slaughtered in the others' name.
+Perhaps he may obtain a common cure,
+For history tells us that in like cases,
+The guilty die in others' places;
+Let us not then be false to Nature,
+Let us confess our faults--in fine
+I will the first acknowledge mine;
+And I avow, that oft I keep
+A serious tax on harmless sheep.
+What had they done,
+In naught offended--
+Yet I their quiet lives have ended.
+Sometimes, with sorrow be it heard,
+I e'en have eaten the shepherd,
+And I acknowledge all--
+And I will die like a quiet bird--
+If my death keep you from your fall.
+It must be hoped now in all justice,
+That he who is most guilty perish."
+"Sire," said the fox, "you are too good a king
+To die for any trivial thing;
+Your simples are too nice.
+Eat sheep, and why not?
+Is it a sin? is it a vice?
+No, sire, you did them honor;
+And as for shepherds, I desire,
+That over us their false empire
+Should cease, and we have all we want
+Of sheep and fleece."
+So said the fox, flatterers applaud,
+The tiger, bear, and other powers they laud,
+Even for their most violent offence.
+All quarrelsome people,
+Down to the mastiffs,
+Were little saints.
+But when the donkey's turn came on,
+They heard him with many ifs.
+He said, "I now remember
+That by a monk's garden passing,
+(It was late in December,
+And my strength soon faints,)
+I ate a leaf of some dry plant,
+And e'en now I with terror pant."
+They seized upon him and devoured,
+And said he was the cause
+Of heaven's anger being lowered.
+
+With interested judges, _right_
+Is always on the side of _might_.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE CANDLE.
+
+
+It was in the home of the Olympian gods,
+That bees first lodged, 'tis said,
+On Mount Hymettus; and thitherwards
+Came zephyrs with light tread.
+When from the hives, the honey,
+Had all been taken out,
+As there remained naught but wax,
+Some candles were, for money,
+Carefully made and sold in packs.
+One of these candles on a certain day
+Seeing that clay by fire was turned to brick,
+Thought he could harden his body the same;
+And getting near the fire to try the trick,
+This new Empedocles to flame condemned
+Soon found of his philosophy the end.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE HOG, THE GOAT, AND THE
+SHEEP.
+
+
+A goat, a sheep, and a fat hog,
+On the same cart were bound for the fair.
+They lay as quietly as any log,
+But were not seeking their amusement there.
+They were to be sold, so says the story.
+The carter, who his business knows,
+Don't take them into town to see the _shows_.
+Dame porker was inclined to squeal,
+As though the butcher's knife she 'gan to feel.
+Her grunts, and squeals, and cries
+Were loud enough to deafen one,
+The other animals more wise,
+And better tempered, with surprise
+Exclaimed, "have done!"
+The carter to the porker turned,
+"Where have you manners learned,
+Why stun us all? Do you not see
+That you're the noisiest of the three?
+That sheep says not a word,
+Nor can the young goat's voice be heard."
+"But," said the hog, "they both are fools.
+If like me they knew their fate,
+They'd halloo out at greater rate,
+The goat will only lose her milk,
+The sheep his wool, but here, poor me,
+I'm to be eaten, and know my destiny."
+The porker was quite right,
+But hallooing with all her might,
+Was all too late,
+And could not alter her sad fate.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE DELICATE HERON.
+
+
+By the bank of a river,
+  A heron walked out,
+And in it were sporting,
+  Pike, mackerel and trout.
+
+Now these fish with great ease,
+  Our bird might have caught,
+But I'll wait till I'm hungry
+  The silly bird thought.
+
+At last came his appetite,
+  "Now I'll eat," the bird cries,
+And some tench from the bottom,
+  Just then he saw rise.
+
+"But these are not good enough
+  At this time of day,"
+And he waited for better
+  Till all swam away.
+
+At eve almost starved
+  When all other means fail,
+He was right glad to sup
+  On a poor little snail.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE BLACKAMOOR AND HER
+MISTRESS.
+
+
+A foolish young lady,
+  Took one of her maids,
+Who chanced to be black
+  As the ace of spades,
+And said she'd have her washed white,
+  By the other maids;
+She was put in a tub,
+  And with water and towels
+Her skin they did rub,
+  Through a long summer day till the night;
+But the more they did rub her,
+  The blacker she got;
+And while they did scrub her,
+  She mourned her hard lot.
+So the maids threw away
+  All their labor and care,
+And the mistress gave up
+  Her fine scheme in despair.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE BEAR AND THE GARDENER.
+
+
+A bear and gardener,
+  Who mutually tired
+Of solitary life,
+  And were inspired,
+With a warm friendship for each other,
+Promised to be to one another,
+Excellent friends, and so they were.
+As for the death of the poor man
+I'll tell you how it happened,
+If I can.
+The bear watching the gardener in his sleep--
+Beholding on his head a fly,
+And thinking it bad company,
+Took up a stone and dropped it down,
+Upon the fly 'tis true,
+But broke the gardener's crown.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+To make our fortunes or to mend,
+A most malignant enemy
+Is better than a foolish friend.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE VULTURES AND THE
+PIGEONS.
+
+
+The wing'd inhabitants of air
+Waged on a time a direful war.
+Not those, in budding groves who sing,
+To usher in the amorous spring;
+Nor those, with Venus' car who fly
+Through the light clouds and yielding sky
+But the rapacious vulture brood,
+With crooked beak that thirsts for blood,
+And iron fangs. Their war, 'tis said,
+For a dog's carrion corse was made.
+Shrill shrieks resound from shore to shore;
+The earth beneath is sanguin'd o'er;
+Versed in the science to destroy,
+Address and valor they employ.
+'Twould take a hundred tongues to tell,
+The heroes from the air who fell.
+The dovecote race, a gentle nation,
+Made offers of their mediation.
+Prudent ambassadors are sent;
+The vultures with the terms content,
+Agree their guarantee to take,
+And armistice and treaty make.
+This kind desire to interfere,
+Cost the poor peace-makers full dear.
+To rapine bred, the ruthless crew,
+Nor gratitude nor faith who knew,
+On the defenceless pigeons fall,
+And shortly had devoured them all.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+When tyrants from their quarrels cease,
+Some weaker neighbor pays their peace.
+His safety in their warfare lies;
+Their feuds, not he should compromise.
+When Joseph, Frederick, and Kate,
+Tired of unprofitable hate,
+Their animosities would heel,
+They swallowed Poland at a meal.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE BEAR AND THE BEES.
+
+
+A bear once rambled from his home,
+Chanced through a garden trim to roam,
+Where, 'neath the shelter of the trees,
+The farmer had his hives of bees.
+Bruin loved honey. "Now," said he,
+"I'll rob your store-house, Master Bee.
+You'll buz, and hum about my ears,
+But noise a brave bear never fears."
+So saying, bear o'erturns a hive,
+And straight the air is all alive,
+With angry enemies, who sting
+As well as buz; and make bear sing,
+A lively tune of growls and roars,
+And cover him with smarting sores.
+
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+<h2><a name="contents" id="contents"></a>CONTENTS</h2>
+      <ul id="toc">
+          <li><span>THE DOG AND THE WOLF</span> <a href="#dog">5</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE HERDSMAN</span> <a href="#herd">8</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE BOYS AND THE FROGS</span> <a href="#boys">11</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE COCK AND THE JEWEL</span> <a href="#cock">13</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE MAN AND THE LION</span> <a href="#man">15</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE FOX AND THE CRANE</span> <a href="#fox">18</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE TRAVELLER AND THE SATYR</span> <a href="#satyr">22</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE TRAVELLERS AND THE PURSE</span> <a href="#purse">25</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE MOUTH AND THE LIMBS</span> <a href="#limbs">27</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE HARE AND THE TORTOISE</span> <a href="#hare">31</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE MILKMAID</span> <a href="#milkmaid">34</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE LARK AND HER YOUNG ONES</span> <a href="#lark">39</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE PHILOSOPHER AND THE ACORN</span> <a href="#philosopher">43</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE WOLF AND THE CRANE</span> <a href="#wolf">45</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE DOG AND THE SHADOW</span> <a href="#shadow">48</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE TRAVELLERS AND THE BEAR</span> <a href="#bear">50</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE FROGS AND THE BULL</span> <a href="#frogs">52</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE COUNCIL OF MICE</span> <a href="#council">54</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE WOLF AND THE LAMB</span> <a href="#lamb">57</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE BEASTS IN PARTNERSHIP</span> <a href="#beasts">60</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE LION AND THE MOUSE</span> <a href="#lion">64</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE JEALOUS ASS</span> <a href="#ass">67</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE TOWN AND COUNTRY MICE</span> <a href="#town">71</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE FOX AND THE CROW</span> <a href="#crow">75</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE LION AN THE ECHO</span> <a href="#echo">79</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE PAPER KITE</span> <a href="#paper">82</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE RATS AND THE CHEESE</span> <a href="#rats">85</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>AURELIA AND THE SPIDER</span> <a href="#aurelia">88</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE REDBREAST AND THE SPARROW</span> <a href="#redbreast">90</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE POET AND THE COBWEBS</span> <a href="#poet">92</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE EPICURE AND THE PHYSICIAN</span> <a href="#epicure">96</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE FROGS DESIRING A KING</span> <a href="#frogsking">101</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE HARE AND THE BRAMBLE</span> <a href="#bramble">104</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE HORSE AND THE STAG</span> <a href="#horse">106</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE CAT AND THE OLD MOUSE</span> <a href="#cat">108</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE FOX AND THE VISOR MASK</span> <a href="#mask">110</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE GOOSE THAT LAID THE GOLDEN EGGS</span> <a href="#goose">112</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE FOX AND THE GRAPES</span> <a href="#grapes">114</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE MOUSE AND THE WEASEL</span> <a href="#mouse">116</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE MISER AND HIS TREASURE</span> <a href="#miser">118</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE JACKDAW AND THE PEACOCKS</span> <a href="#jackdaw">120</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE SPARROW AND THE HARE</span> <a href="#sparrow">122</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE ASS AND THE LION</span> <a href="#asslion">123</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE STAG AND THE FOUNTAIN</span> <a href="#stag">125</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE EAGLE, THE CAT, AND THE SOW</span> <a href="#eagle">127</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE EAGLE, THE RAVEN AND THE TORTOISE</span> <a href="#raven">129</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE FLAY AND THE HORSE</span> <a href="#fly">131</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>ESOP AT PLAY</span> <a href="#esop">132</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE OLD PILOT AND THE SAILORS</span> <a href="#old">134</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE CRAB AND HER DAUGHTER</span> <a href="#crab">135</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE SUN AND THE WIND</span> <a href="#sun">137</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE TWO POTS</span> <a href="#pots">139</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>HERCULES AND THE CARTER</span> <a href="#hercules">141</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE ANT AND THE GRASSHOPPER</span> <a href="#ant">142</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE CROW AND THE PITCHER</span> <a href="#pitcher">144</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE ANGLER AND THE LITTLE FISH</span> <a href="#angler">145</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE FROG AND THE FOX</span> <a href="#frogfox">146</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE APE AND HR YOUNG ONES</span> <a href="#ape">147</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE FIR TREE AND THE THORN</span> <a href="#fir">149</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE ASS IN THE LION'S SKIN</span> <a href="#skin">151</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE DOG IN THE MANGER</span> <a href="#manger">153</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE STAG AND THE VINE</span> <a href="#stagvine">154</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE FIR MISCHIEVOUS DOG</span> <a href="#mischievous">155</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE SICK MAN AND THE PHYSICIAN</span> <a href="#sick">156</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE FARMER AND HIS SONS</span> <a href="#farmer">158</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE SWALLOW AND THE BIRDS</span> <a href="#swallow">160</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE BOASTING TRAVELLER</span> <a href="#boasting">162</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE OLD WOMAN AND HER MAIDS</span> <a href="#oldwoman">164</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE FIR INDUSTRY AND SLOTH</span> <a href="#industry">166</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE SHEPHERD TURNED MERCHANT</span> <a href="#shepherd">168</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE SPENDTHRIFT AND THE SWALLOW</span> <a href="#spendthrift">170</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE EAGLE AND THE CROW</span> <a href="#eaglecrow">171</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE WOLF AND THE SHEPHERD'S BOY</span> <a href="#wolfshepherd">173</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE FOX WITHOUT A TAIL</span> <a href="#tail">175</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE MEN AND THE OYSTER</span> <a href="#oyster">177</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE SHEPHERD AND HIS DOG</span> <a href="#shepherddog">179</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE COUNTRYMAN AND THE JUSTICE</span> <a href="#countryman">181</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE COCK AND THE FOX</span> <a href="#cockfox">183</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE BLIND MAN AND THE LAME</span> <a href="#blind">185</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE MAN AND THE SERPENT</span> <a href="#serpent">187</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE TWO STREAMS</span> <a href="#streams">189</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE SOT AND HIS WIFE</span> <a href="#sot">191</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE FARMER AND HIS QUARRELSOME SONS</span> <a href="#sons">193</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE FIG TREE AND THE FLOWERING SHRUB</span> <a href="#fig">195</a><br /></li>
+           <li><span>THE FARMER AND THE LANDLORD</span> <a href="#landlord">197</a><br /></li>
+           <li><span>THE SCHOOL-BOY AND THE MONITOR</span> <a href="#monitor">199</a><br /></li>
+           <li><span>THE MILLER AND HIS ASS</span> <a href="#miller">201</a><br /></li>
+           <li><span>THE DREAMER AND HIS SONS</span> <a href="#dreamer">204</a><br /></li>
+           <li><span>THE OLD MAN AND DEATH</span> <a href="#death">206</a><br /></li>
+           <li><span>THE PAINTER</span> <a href="#painter">209</a><br /></li>
+           <li><span>THE COBBLER AND THE NABOB</span> <a href="#cobbler">212</a><br /></li>
+           <li><span>THE HORSE AND HIS RIDER</span> <a href="#horserider">215</a><br /></li>
+           <li><span>THE GOOD MINISTER</span> <a href="#minister">219</a><br /></li>
+           <li><span>THE SWAN AND THE COOK</span> <a href="#swan">221</a><br /></li>
+           <li><span>THE LYNX AND THE MOLE</span> <a href="#lynx">223</a><br /></li>
+           <li><span>THE OLD CAT AND THE YOUNG MOUSE</span> <a href="#oldcat">225</a><br /></li>
+           <li><span>THE TWO FRIENDS</span> <a href="#friends">227</a><br /></li>
+           <li><span>THE SICK STAG</span> <a href="#sickstag">230</a><br /></li>
+           <li><span>THE FOREST AND THE WOODMAN</span> <a href="#forest">232</a><br /></li>
+           <li><span>THE ELEPHANT AND THE MONKEY OF JUPITER</span> <a href="#elephant">234</a><br /></li>
+           <li><span>THE WOODCUTTER AND DEATH</span> <a href="#woodcutter">237</a><br /></li>
+           <li><span>THE RAT AND THE OYSTER</span> <a href="#rat">239</a><br /></li>
+           <li><span>THE PHYSICIANS</span> <a href="#physicians">242</a><br /></li>
+           <li><span>THE MOUNTAIN IN LABOR</span> <a href="#mountain">244</a><br /></li>
+           <li><span>THE CAT METAMORPHOSED INTO A WOMAN</span> <a href="#woman">246</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE FROG AND THE RAT</span> <a href="#frograt">248</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE LION AND THE FLY</span> <a href="#lionfly">251</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE TWO MULES</span> <a href="#mules">253</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE JUPITER AND THE FARMER</span> <a href="#jupiter">255</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE COCK, THE CAT, AND THE LITTLE MOUSE</span> <a href="#cockcat">258</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE MONKEY</span> <a href="#monkey">261</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE HORSE AND THE ASS</span> <a href="#horseass">263</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE ASTROLOGER WHO FELL INTO A WELL</span> <a href="#astrologer">265</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE ANIMALS SICK WITH THE PLAGUE</span> <a href="#animals">269</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE CANDLE</span> <a href="#candle">273</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE HOG, THE GOAT, AND THE SHEEP</span> <a href="#hog">275</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE DELICATE HERON</span> <a href="#heron">278</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE BLACKAMOOR AND HER MISTRESS</span> <a href="#blackamoor">280</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE BEAR AND THE GARDENER</span> <a href="#gardener">282</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE VULTURES AND THE PIGEONS</span> <a href="#vultures">284</a><br /></li>
+          <li><span>THE BEAR AND THE BEES</span> <a href="#bees">287</a><br /></li>
+</ul>
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/illus_002.png" width="400" height="634" alt="Illustration 002" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr3" />
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/illus_003.png" width="400" height="607" alt="Aesop in Rhyme" title="" />
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr3" />
+
+<h1>&AElig;SOP,<br />
+IN RHYME;
+</h1>
+<h5>OR,</h5>
+<h2>OLD FRIENDS IN A NEW DRESS.</h2>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/illus_005.png" class="ad" width="400" height="703" alt="Illustration 005" title="Old friends in a new dress" />
+</div>
+
+<h3>BY MARMADUKE PARK.</h3>
+<hr class="hr2" />
+<h4>PHILADELPHIA:<br />
+C. G. HENDERSON, &amp; CO.,<br />
+N. W. CORNER ARCH AND FIFTH STREETS.<br />
+1852.</h4>
+<hr  class="hr2" />
+<h5>Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1852,</h5>
+<h3>BY C. G. HENDERSON &amp; CO.,</h3>
+<h5>in the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the United States,
+in and for the Eastern District of Pennsylvania.</h5>
+<hr />
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="dog" id="dog"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_007.png" width="400" height="274" alt="Illustration 007" title="The dog and the wolf" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_5" id="Page_5">[5]</a></span><a href ="#contents">THE DOG AND THE WOLF.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A wolf</span> there was, whose scanty fare</p>
+<p>Had made his person lean and spare;</p>
+<p>A dog there was, so amply fed,</p>
+<p>His sides were plump and sleek; 'tis said</p>
+<p>The wolf once met this prosp'rous cur,</p>
+<p>And thus began: "Your servant, sir;</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_6" id="Page_6">[6]</a></span>I'm pleased to see you look so well,</p>
+<p>Though how it is I cannot tell;</p>
+<p>I have not broke my fast to-day;</p>
+<p>Nor have I, I'm concern'd to say,</p>
+<p>One bone in store or expectation,</p>
+<p class="b">And that I call a great vexation."</p>
+
+<p>"Indeed it is," the dog replied:</p>
+<p>"I know no ill so great beside;</p>
+<p>But if you do not like to be</p>
+<p>So poorly fed, come live with me."</p>
+<p>"Agreed," rejoined the wolf, "I'll go:</p>
+<p>But pray, what work am I to do?"</p>
+<p>"Oh, guard the house, and do not fail</p>
+<p class="b">To bark at thieves, and wag your tail."</p>
+
+<p>So off they jogg'd, and soon arrived</p>
+<p>At where the friendly mastiff lived.</p>
+<p>"Well," said the wolf, "I can't deny</p>
+<p>You have a better house than I."</p>
+<p>"Not so," the other then replied,</p>
+<p>"If you with me will hence abide."</p>
+<p>"Oh," said the wolf, "how kind you are!</p>
+<p>But what d'ye call <i>that</i>, hanging there?</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_7" id="Page_7">[7]</a></span>Is it an iron chain, or what?"</p>
+<p>"Friend," said the dog, "I quite forgot</p>
+<p>To mention that; sometimes, you see,</p>
+<p>They hook that little chain to <i>me</i>;</p>
+<p>But it is only meant to keep</p>
+<p>Us dogs from walking in our sleep,</p>
+<p>And should you wear it, you would find,</p>
+<p class="b">It's nothing that you need to mind."</p>
+
+<p>"I'll take your word," the wolf replied.</p>
+<p>"It's truth by me shall ne'er be tried;</p>
+<p>I'll have my liberty again,</p>
+<p>And you your collar and your chain."</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3>MORAL.</h3>
+<div class="ml">
+<p>Our neighbors sometimes seem to be</p>
+<p>A vast deal better off than we;</p>
+<p>Yet seldom 'tis they really are,</p>
+<p>Since <i>they</i> have troubles too to bear,</p>
+<p>Which, if the truth were really known,</p>
+<p>Are quite as grievous as our own.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_8" id="Page_8">[8]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="herd" id="herd"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_010.png" width="400" height="272" alt="Illustration 010" title="The herdsman" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE HERDSMAN.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A herdsman</span>, who lived at a time and a place</p>
+<p>Which, should you not know, is but little disgrace,</p>
+<p>Discover'd one morning, on counting his stock,</p>
+<p class="b">That a sheep had been stolen that night from the flock.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_9" id="Page_9">[9]</a></span>"Oh, I wish I had caught ye, <i>whoever ye be</i>,</p>
+<p>I'd have soon let you know, I'd have soon let ye see,</p>
+<p>What he had to expect," said the herdsman, "I trow;</p>
+<p class="b">But I've thought of a scheme that will trouble you now."</p>
+
+<p>So what did he do, sir, but put up a board,</p>
+<p>Describing the thief, and proposed a reward</p>
+<p>Of a lamb, to the man who would give information</p>
+<p class="b">Concerning the thief, and his true designation.</p>
+
+<p>The project succeeded; for soon there applied</p>
+<p>A certain near neighbor, with others beside.</p>
+<p>"But tell me the thief," said the herdsman, "at least;"</p>
+<p class="b">"Come hither," said they, "and we'll show you the beast!"</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_10" id="Page_10">[10]</a></span>"The <i>beast</i>!" said the rustic, who thought he should die on</p>
+<p>The spot, when he found that the thief was a lion!</p>
+<p>"Ill luck to my hurry, what now shall I do?</p>
+<p>I promised a lamb to detect you 'tis true;</p>
+<p>But now I'd consent <i>all</i> my substance to pay,</p>
+<p>If I could but with safety get out of your way."</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3>MORAL.</h3>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p>Silly people ask things that would ruin, if sent;</p>
+<p>They demand them in haste, and at leisure repent.</p>
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_11" id="Page_11">[11]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/illus_012.png" width="200" height="204" alt="Illustration 012" title="At leisure repent" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="boys" id="boys"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_013.png" width="400" height="299" alt="Illustration 013" title="The boys and the frogs" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE BOYS AND THE FROGS.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Some</span> boys, beside a pond or lake,</p>
+<p>Were playing once at <i>duck and drake?</i></p>
+<p>When, doubtless to their heart's content,</p>
+<p class="b">Volleys of stones were quickly sent.</p>
+
+<p>But there were some (there will be such)</p>
+<p>Who did not seem amused so much;</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_12" id="Page_12">[12]</a></span>These were the frogs, to whom the game,</p>
+<p class="b">In point of sport was not the same.</p>
+
+<p>For scarce a stone arrived, 'tis said,</p>
+<p>But gave some frog a broken head;</p>
+<p>And scores in less than half an hour,</p>
+<p class="b">Perished beneath the dreadful shower.</p>
+
+<p>At last, said one, "You silly folks, I say,</p>
+<p>Do fling your stones another way;</p>
+<p>Though <i>sport</i> to <i>you</i>, to throw them thus,</p>
+<p>Remember, pray, 'tis <i>death</i> to us!"</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3>MORAL.</h3>
+<div class="ml">
+<p>From hence this moral may be learn'd:</p>
+<p>Let play <i>be play</i> to <i>all concern'd</i>.</p>
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_13" id="Page_13">[13]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/illus_014.png" width="200" height="161" alt="Illustration 014" title="Let play be play" />
+</div>
+
+
+<hr />
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="cock" id="cock"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_015.png" width="400" height="280" alt="Illustration 015" title="The cock and the jewel" />
+</div>
+
+
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE COCK AND THE JEWEL.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A cock</span> there was: a sage was he</p>
+<p class="indent">(If Esop we may trust,)</p>
+<p>Who wish'd to make a meal, you see,</p>
+<p class="b indent">As other sages must.</p>
+
+<p>With this intent, as heretofore,</p>
+<p class="indent">When on the hunt for grain;</p>
+<p>Our hero scratch'd the litter o'er</p>
+<p class="b indent">With all his might and main.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_14" id="Page_14">[14]</a></span>But scarce a minute had he scratch'd,</p>
+<p class="indent">When, to his great surprise,</p>
+<p>A gem, with golden chain attach'd,</p>
+<p class="b indent">He saw with both his eyes.</p>
+
+<p>"Alack!" quoth he, "what have we here?</p>
+<p class="indent">A diamond, I protest!</p>
+<p>Which lords and ladies buy so dear,</p>
+<p class="b indent">And hold in such request.</p>
+
+<p>"But one good barley-corn to me</p>
+<p class="indent">Has more intrinsic worth</p>
+<p>Than all the pearls now in the sea,</p>
+<p class="indent">Or gold now in the earth."</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3>MORAL.</h3>
+<div class="ml">
+<p>The moral here, in Esop's mind,</p>
+<p class="indent">Was this, there's not a doubt:</p>
+<p>Things have <i>most</i> value, which we find</p>
+<p class="indent">We <i>cannot</i> do without.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_15" id="Page_15">[15]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="man" id="man"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_017.png" width="400" height="274" alt="Illustration 017" title="The man and the lion" />
+</div>
+
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE MAN AND THE LION.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A man</span> and a lion once had a dispute,</p>
+<p>Which was reckon'd the greatest, the man or the brute;</p>
+<p>The lion discoursed on his side at some length,</p>
+<p class="b">And greatly enlarged on his courage and strength.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_16" id="Page_16">[16]</a></span>The man, one would think, had enough to reply</p>
+<p>On <i>his</i> side the question, which none could deny;</p>
+<p>But like many others who make a pretence,</p>
+<p class="b">He talk'd perfect nonsense, and thought it good sense.</p>
+
+<p>"So," says he, "don't be prating,&mdash;look yonder, I pray,</p>
+<p>At that sculpture of marble, now what will you say?</p>
+<p>The lion is vanquished; but as for the man</p>
+<p class="b">He is striding upon him; deny it who can."</p>
+
+<p>"But pray," said the lion, "who sculptured that stone?"</p>
+<p>"One of <i>us</i>," said the man, "I must candidly own."</p>
+<p>"But when <i>we</i> are sculptors," the other replied,</p>
+<p class="b">"You will then on the man see the <i>lion</i> astride."</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_17" id="Page_17">[17]</a></span>MORAL.</h3>
+<div class="ml">
+<p>The man might have added, if he had been wise,</p>
+<p>"But a beast <i>cannot</i> sculpture a stone, <i>if he tries</i>."</p>
+<p><i>That</i> sufficiently shows where the difference lies.</p>
+</div>
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;">
+<img src="images/illus_019.png" width="300" height="185" alt="Illustration 019" title="Shows where the difference lies" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_18" id="Page_18">[18]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="fox" id="fox"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_020.png" width="400" height="276" alt="Illustration 020" title="The fox and the crane" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE FOX AND THE CRANE.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p>"<span class="smcap">I certainly</span> think," said a fox to a crane,</p>
+<p>"That face, ma'am of yours is remarkably plain;</p>
+<p>That beak that you wear is so frightful a feature,</p>
+<p>It makes you appear a most singular creature."</p>
+<p>The crane, much offended at what she had heard,</p>
+<p>March'd off at full speed, without saying a word:</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_19" id="Page_19">[19]</a></span>"Oh dear!" said the fox, "Mrs. Crane, I protest</p>
+<p>You misunderstand me, 'twas only a jest."</p>
+<p>"Come, don't be affronted&mdash;stay with me and dine;</p>
+<p>You know very well 'tis this temper of mine</p>
+<p>To say such odd things to my intimate friends;</p>
+<p>But you know that poor Reynard no mischief intends."</p>
+<p>So the crane thought it best not to break with him quite,</p>
+<p>But to view his remarks in a good-natured light.</p>
+<p>So she put on as pleasant a face as she could</p>
+<p>When he ask'd her to dine, and replied that she would.</p>
+<p>But alas! she perceived that his jokes were not over,</p>
+<p>When Reynard removed from the victuals its cover</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_20" id="Page_20">[20]</a></span>'Twas neither game, butcher's meat, chicken, not fish;</p>
+<p>But plain gravy-soup, in a broad shallow dish.</p>
+<p>Now this the fox lapp'd with his tongue very quick,</p>
+<p>While the crane could scarce dip in the point of her beak;</p>
+<p>"You make a poor dinner," said he to his guest;</p>
+<p>"Oh, dear! by no means," said the bird, "I protest."</p>
+<p>But the crane ask'd the fox on a subsequent day,</p>
+<p>When nothing, it seems, for their dinner had they</p>
+<p>But some minced meat served up in a narrow-neck'd jar;</p>
+<p>Too long, and narrow, for Reynard by far.</p>
+<p>"You make a poor dinner, I fear," said the bird;</p>
+<p>"Why, I think," said the fox, "'twould be very absurd</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_21" id="Page_21">[21]</a></span>To deny what you say, yet I cannot complain,</p>
+<p>But confess, though a fox, that I'm matched by a crane."</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3>MORAL.</h3>
+<div class="ml">
+<p>Cunning folks who play tricks which good manners condemn,</p>
+<p>Often find their own tricks play'd again upon them.</p>
+</div>
+
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 250px;">
+<img src="images/illus_023.png" width="250" height="175" alt="Illustration 023" title="Find their own tricks play&#39;d again upon them" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_22" id="Page_22">[22]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="satyr" id="satyr"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_024.png" width="400" height="283" alt="Illustration 024" title="The traveller and the satyr" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE TRAVELLER AND THE SATYR.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A luckless</span> wight, in winter slow,</p>
+<p>Travelling once a forest through</p>
+<p>Cold and hungry, tired and wet,</p>
+<p>Began in words like these to fret:</p>
+<p>"Oh, what a sharp inclement day!</p>
+<p>And what a dismal, dreary way!</p>
+<p>No friendly cot, no cheering fields,</p>
+<p>No food this howling forest yields;</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_23" id="Page_23">[23]</a></span>I've nought in store or expectation!</p>
+<p class="b">There's nought before me but starvation."</p>
+
+<p>"Not quite so bad," a voice replied;</p>
+<p>Quickly the traveller turned aside,</p>
+<p>And saw the satyr of the wood,</p>
+<p>Who close beside his dwelling stood.</p>
+<p>"Here is my cave hard by," said he,</p>
+<p class="b">"Walk in, you're welcome, pray be free."</p>
+
+<p>The traveller did not hesitate,</p>
+<p>Hoping for something good to eat,</p>
+<p>But follow'd to his heart's content,</p>
+<p class="b">Blowing his finger as he went.</p>
+
+<p>"Pray," said the satyr, "may I know</p>
+<p class="b">For what you blow your fingers so?"</p>
+
+<p>"What! need you," said the man, "be told?&mdash;</p>
+<p class="b">To <i>warm</i> my fingers, 'numb'd with cold."</p>
+
+<p>"Indeed!" was all his host replied,</p>
+<p>Intent some pottage to provide,</p>
+<p>Which heated well, with spice infused,</p>
+<p class="b">Was to his shivering guest produced:</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_24" id="Page_24">[24]</a></span>So hot it was, as Esop sung,</p>
+<p>It made our traveller scald his tongue;</p>
+<p>And wishing not again to do it,</p>
+<p class="b">Our hero could not wait, but blew it.</p>
+
+<p>"What?" said his host, in accent rough,</p>
+<p>"Is not your pottage hot enough?"</p>
+<p>"Yes," said the man, "full well I know it,</p>
+<p>'Tis far too hot, that's why I blow it."</p>
+<p>"You artful villain! do you so?"</p>
+<p>His host replied, with angry brow;</p>
+<p>"My cave shall not a moment hold</p>
+<p>A man that blows both hot and cold!</p>
+<p>By none but rogues can that be done,</p>
+<p>You double-dealing wretch, begone!"</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3>MORAL.</h3>
+<div class="ml">
+<p>The traveller scarce deserved such wrath,</p>
+<p>For warming fingers&mdash;cooling broth.</p>
+<p>No statutes old or new forbid it,</p>
+<p>Although with the same mouth he did it:</p>
+<p>Yet this beware of old and young,</p>
+<p>What Esop meant&mdash;a <i>double tongue</i>;</p>
+<p>Which flatters now with civil clack,</p>
+<p>And slanders soon behind one's back.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_25" id="Page_25">[25]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="purse" id="purse"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_027.png" width="400" height="379" alt="Illustration 027" title="The travellers and the purse" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE TRAVELLERS AND THE PURSE.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Two</span> friends once were walking in sociable chat,</p>
+<p class="indent">When a purse one espied on the ground;</p>
+<p>"Oh, see!" said he, (thank my fortune for that,)</p>
+<p class="b indent">"What a large sum of money I've found!"</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_26" id="Page_26">[26]</a></span>"Nay, do not say <i>I</i>" said his friend, "for you know</p>
+<p class="indent">'Tis but friendship to share it with me;"</p>
+<p>"I share it with you," said the other. "How so?</p>
+<p class="b indent">He who <i>found</i> it the owner should be."</p>
+
+<p>"Be it so," said his friend, "but what sound do I hear?</p>
+<p class="indent">'Stop thief!' one is calling to you;</p>
+<p>He comes with a constable close in the rear!"</p>
+<p class="b indent">Said the other, "Oh, what shall we do?"</p>
+
+<p>"Nay, do not say <i>we</i>," said his friend, "for you know</p>
+<p class="indent">You claimed the sole right to the prize!</p>
+<p>And since all the <i>money</i> was taken by you,</p>
+<p class="indent">With you the <i>dishonesty</i> lies."</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3>MORAL.</h3>
+<div class="ml">
+<p>When people are selfish, dishonest, and mean,</p>
+<p>Their nature, in dealing, will quickly be seen.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_27" id="Page_27">[27]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="limbs" id="limbs"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_029.png" width="400" height="292" alt="Illustration 029" title="The mouth and the limbs" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE MOUTH AND THE LIMBS.</a></h2>
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">In</span> days of yore, they say, 'twas then</p>
+<p class="indent">When all things spoke their mind;</p>
+<p>The arms and legs of certain men,</p>
+<p class="b indent">To treason felt inclined.</p>
+
+<p>These arms and legs together met,</p>
+<p class="indent">As snugly as they could,</p>
+<p>With knees and elbows, hands and feet,</p>
+<p class="b indent">In discontented mood.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_28" id="Page_28">[28]</a></span>Said they, "'Tis neither right nor fair,</p>
+<p class="indent">Nor is there any need,</p>
+<p>To labor with such toil and care,</p>
+<p class="b indent">The greedy mouth to feed."</p>
+
+<p>"This we're resolved no more to do,</p>
+<p class="indent">Though we so long have done it;"</p>
+<p>"Ah!" said the knees and elbows too,</p>
+<p class="b indent">"And we are bent upon it."</p>
+
+<p>"I," said the tongue, "may surely speak,</p>
+<p class="indent">Since I his inmate am;</p>
+<p>And for his vices while you seek,</p>
+<p class="b indent">His virtues I'll proclaim.</p>
+
+<p>"You say the mouth embezzles all,</p>
+<p class="indent">The fruit of your exertion;</p>
+<p>But I on this assembly call</p>
+<p class="b indent">To prove the base assertion.</p>
+
+<p>"The food which you with labor gain,</p>
+<p class="indent">He too with labor chews;</p>
+<p>Nor does he long the food retain,</p>
+<p class="b indent">But gives it for your use.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_29" id="Page_29">[29]</a></span>"But he his office has resign'd</p>
+<p class="indent">To whom you may prefer;</p>
+<p>He begs you therefore now to find</p>
+<p class="b indent">Some other treasurer."</p>
+
+<p>"Well, be it so," they all replied;</p>
+<p class="indent">"His wish shall be obeyed;</p>
+<p>We think the hands may now be tried</p>
+<p class="b indent">As treasurers in his stead."</p>
+
+<p>The hands with joy to this agreed,</p>
+<p class="indent">And all to them was paid;</p>
+<p>But they the treasure kept indeed,</p>
+<p class="b indent">And no disbursements made.</p>
+
+<p>Once more the clam'rous members met,</p>
+<p class="indent">A lean and hungry throng;</p>
+<p>When all allowed, from head to feet,</p>
+<p class="b indent">That what they'd done was wrong.</p>
+
+<p>To take his office once again,</p>
+<p class="indent">The mouth they all implored;</p>
+<p>Who soon accepted it, and then</p>
+<p class="indent">Health was again restored.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_30" id="Page_30">[30]</a></span>MORAL.</h3>
+<div class="ml">
+<p>This tale for state affairs is meant,</p>
+<p class="indent">Which we need not discuss;</p>
+<p>At present we will be content,</p>
+<p class="b indent">To find a moral thus:</p>
+
+<p>The mouth has claims of large amount,</p>
+<p class="indent">From arms, legs, feet, and hands;</p>
+<p>But let them not, on that account,</p>
+<p class="indent">Pay <i>more</i> than it demands.</p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/illus_032.png" width="400" height="329" alt="Illustration 032" title="Let them not pay more than it demands" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_31" id="Page_31">[31]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="hare" id="hare"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_033.png" width="400" height="270" alt="Illustration 033" title="The hare and the tortoise" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE HARE AND THE TORTOISE.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Said</span> a hare to a tortoise, "Good sir, what a while</p>
+<p class="indent">You have been only crossing the way;</p>
+<p>Why I really believe that to go half a mile,</p>
+<p class="b indent">You must travel two nights and a day."</p>
+
+<p>"I am very contented," the creature replied,</p>
+<p class="indent">"Though I walk but a tortoise's pace,</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_32" id="Page_32">[32]</a></span>But if you think proper the point to decide,</p>
+<p class="b indent">We will run half a mile in a race."</p>
+
+<p>"Very good," said the hare; said the tortoise, "Proceed,</p>
+<p class="indent">And the fox shall decide who has won,"</p>
+<p>Then the hare started off with incredible speed;</p>
+<p class="b indent">But the tortoise walk'd leisurely on.</p>
+
+<p>"Come tortoise, friend tortoise, walk on," said the hare,</p>
+<p class="indent">"Well, I shall stay here for my dinner;</p>
+<p>Why, 'twill take you a month, at that rate, to get there,</p>
+<p class="b indent">Then how can you hope to be winner?"</p>
+
+<p>But the tortoise could hear not a word that she said</p>
+<p class="indent">For he was far distant behind;</p>
+<p>So the hare felt secured while at leisure she fed,</p>
+<p class="b indent">And took a sound nap when she dined.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_33" id="Page_33">[33]</a></span>So at last this slow walker came up with the hare,</p>
+<p class="indent">And there fast asleep did he spy her;</p>
+<p>And he cunningly crept with such caution and care,</p>
+<p class="b indent">That she woke not, although he pass'd by her.</p>
+
+<p>"Well now," thought the hare, when she open'd her eyes,</p>
+<p class="indent">"For the race,&mdash;and I soon shall have done it;"</p>
+<p>But who can describe her chagrin and surprise,</p>
+<p class="b indent">When she found that the <i>tortoise</i> had won it!</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3>MORAL.</h3>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p>Thus plain plodding people, we often shall find,</p>
+<p>Will leave hasty confident people behind.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_34" id="Page_34">[34]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="milkmaid" id="milkmaid"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_036.png" width="400" height="260" alt="Illustration 033" title="The milkmaid" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE MILKMAID.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A milkmaid</span>, who poized a full pail on her head,</p>
+<p>Thus mused on her prospects in life, it is said:</p>
+<p>"Let's see&mdash;I should think that this milk will procure</p>
+<p class="b">One hundred good eggs, or fourscore to be sure.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_35" id="Page_35">[35]</a></span>"Well then&mdash;stop a bit,&mdash;it must not be forgotten,</p>
+<p>Some of these may be broken, and some may be rotten;</p>
+<p>But if twenty for accidents should be detach'd,</p>
+<p class="b">It will leave me just sixty sound eggs to hatch'd.</p>
+
+<p>"Well, sixty sound eggs&mdash;no; sound chickens, I mean;</p>
+<p>Of these some may die&mdash;we'll suppose seventeen&mdash;</p>
+<p>Seventeen!&mdash;not so many&mdash;say ten at the most,</p>
+<p class="b">Which will leave fifty chickens to boil or to roast.</p>
+
+<p>"But then there's their barley; how much will they need?</p>
+<p>Why they take but one grain at a time when they feed,</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_36" id="Page_36">[36]</a></span>So that's a mere trifle; now then let us see,</p>
+<p class="b">At a fair market price, how much money there'll be?</p>
+
+<p>"Six shillings a pair&mdash;five&mdash;four&mdash;three-and-six,</p>
+<p>To prevent all mistakes, that low price I will fix;</p>
+<p>Now what will that make? fifty chickens, I said,</p>
+<p class="b">Fifty times three-and-sixpence&mdash;<i>I'll ask brother Ned</i>.</p>
+
+<p>"Oh! but stop&mdash;three-and-sixpence a <i>pair</i> I must sell 'em;</p>
+<p>Well, a pair is a couple&mdash;now then let us tell 'em;</p>
+<p>A couple in fifty will go&mdash;(my poor brain!)</p>
+<p class="b">Why just a score times, and five pair will remain.</p>
+
+<p>"Twenty-five pair of fowls&mdash;now how shameful it is,</p>
+<p>That I can't reckon up as much money as this!</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_37" id="Page_37">[37]</a></span>Well, there's no use in trying; so let's give a guess;</p>
+<p class="b">I will say twenty pounds, and <i>it can't be no less</i>.</p>
+
+<p>"Twenty pounds, I am certain, will buy me a cow,</p>
+<p>Thirty geese, and two turkeys&mdash;eight pigs and a sow;</p>
+<p>Now if these turn out well, at the end of the year,</p>
+<p class="b">I shall fill both my pockets with guineas 'tis clear.</p>
+
+<p>"Then I'll bid that old tumble-down hovel good-bye;</p>
+<p>My mother she'll scold, and my sisters they'll cry:</p>
+<p>But I won't care a crow's egg for all they can say;</p>
+<p class="b">I sha'n't go to stop with such beggars as they!"</p>
+
+<p>But forgetting her burden, when this she had said,</p>
+<p>The maid superciliously toss'd up her head</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_38" id="Page_38">[38]</a></span>When alas! for her prospects&mdash;the milk pail descended!</p>
+<p>And so all her schemes for the future were ended.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3>MORAL.</h3>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p>This moral, I think, may be safely attach'd:</p>
+<p>Reckon not on your chickens before they are hatch'd.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/illus_040.png" width="400" height="265" alt="Illustration 040" title="Reckon not on your chickens before they are hatch&#39;d" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_39" id="Page_39">[39]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="lark" id="lark"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_041.png" width="400" height="272" alt="Illustration 041" title="The lark and her young ones" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE LARK AND HER YOUNG ONES.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A lark</span> who had her nest conceal'd,</p>
+<p>Says Esop, in a barley field;</p>
+<p>Began, as harvest time drew near,</p>
+<p>The reaping of the corn to fear;</p>
+<p>Afraid they would her nest descry,</p>
+<p>Before her tender brood could fly.</p>
+<p>She charged them therefore every day,</p>
+<p>Before for food she flew away,</p>
+<p>To watch the farmer in her stead,</p>
+<p class="b">And listen well to all he said.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_40" id="Page_40">[40]</a></span>It chanced one day, she scarce was gone,</p>
+<p>Ere the farmer came and his son.</p>
+<p>The farmer well his field survey'd,</p>
+<p>And sundry observations made;</p>
+<p>At last, "I'll tell you what," said he,</p>
+<p>"This corn is fit to cut, I see;</p>
+<p>But we our neighbor's help must borrow,</p>
+<p class="b">So tell them we begin to-morrow."</p>
+
+<p>Just after this the lark returned,</p>
+<p>When from her brood this news she learned.</p>
+<p>"Ah! dearest mother," then, said they,</p>
+<p class="b">"Pray, let us all begone to-day."</p>
+
+<p>"My dears," said she, "you need not fret,</p>
+<p>I shall not be uneasy yet;</p>
+<p>For if he waits for neighbor's aid,</p>
+<p class="b">The business long will be delay'd."</p>
+
+<p>At dawn she left her nest once more,</p>
+<p class="b">And charged her young ones as before.</p>
+
+<p>At five the farmer came again,</p>
+<p>And waited for his friends in vain,</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_41" id="Page_41">[41]</a></span>"Well," said the man, "I fancy, son,</p>
+<p>These <i>friends</i> we can't depend upon;</p>
+<p>To-morrow early, mind you go,</p>
+<p class="b">And let our own <i>relations</i> know."</p>
+
+<p>Again the lark approach'd her nest,</p>
+<p>When round her all her young ones press'd,</p>
+<p>And told their mother, word for word,</p>
+<p class="b">The fresh intelligence they heard.</p>
+
+<p>"Ah, children, be at ease," said she</p>
+<p>"We're safe another day, I see;</p>
+<p>For these <i>relations</i>, you will find,</p>
+<p class="b">Just like his <i>friends</i>, will stay behind."</p>
+
+<p>At dawn again the lark withdrew,</p>
+<p class="b">And did again her charge renew.</p>
+
+<p>Once more the farmer early came,</p>
+<p>And found the case was just the same.</p>
+<p>The day advanced, the sun was high;</p>
+<p>But not a single help drew nigh.</p>
+<p>Then said the farmer, "Hark ye, son&mdash;</p>
+<p>I see this job will not be done,</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_42" id="Page_42">[42]</a></span>While thus we wait for friends and neighbors;</p>
+<p>So you and I'll commence our labors:</p>
+<p>To-morrow early, we'll begin</p>
+<p class="b"><i>Ourselves</i>, and get our harvest in."</p>
+
+<p>"Now," said the lark, when this she heard,</p>
+<p>"Our movement must not be deferr'd;</p>
+<p>For if the farmer and his son</p>
+<p class="b">Themselves begin, 'twill soon be done."</p>
+
+<p>The morrow proved the lark was right;</p>
+<p class="b">For all was cut and housed by night.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3>MORAL.</h3>
+<div class="ml">
+<p>Hence, while we wait for other's aid,</p>
+<p>Our business needs must be delay'd;</p>
+<p>Which might be done with half the labor</p>
+<p>'Twould take to go and call a neighbor.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/illus_044.png" width="200" height="146" alt="Illustration 044" title="Might be done with half the labor twould take to go and call a neighbor" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_43" id="Page_43">[43]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 317px;"><a name="philosopher" id="philosopher"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_045.png" width="317" height="263" alt="Illustration 045" title="The philospher and the acorn" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE PHILOSOPHER AND THE ACORN.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A philosopher</span>, proud of his wit and his reason,</p>
+<p>Sat him under an oak in a hot summer season.</p>
+<p>On the oak grew an acorn or two, it is said:</p>
+<p class="b">On the ground grew a pumpkin as big as his head.</p>
+
+<p>Thought the sage, "What's the reason this oak is so strong</p>
+<p>A few acorns to bear that are scarce an inch long;</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_44" id="Page_44">[44]</a></span>While this poor feeble plant has a weight to sustain,</p>
+<p class="b">Which had much better hang on the tree, it is plain?"</p>
+
+<p>But just at the time the philosopher spoke</p>
+<p>An acorn dropp'd down on his head from the oak;</p>
+<p>Then, said he, who just now thought <i>his</i> plan was so clever,</p>
+<p>"I am glad that <i>this</i> was not a pumpkin, however."</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3>MORAL.</h3>
+<div class="ml">
+<p>The sage would no doubt have looked grievously dull,</p>
+<p>Had a pumpkin descended with force on his scull.</p>
+<p>Of his folly then let us in future beware,</p>
+<p>And believe that <i>such</i> matters <i>are best as they are</i>:</p>
+<p>Leave the manners and customs of oak trees alone,</p>
+<p>Of acorns, and pumpkins&mdash;and look to our own.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_45" id="Page_45">[45]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="wolf" id="wolf"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_047.png" width="400" height="272" alt="Illustration 047" title="The wolf and the crane" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE WOLF AND THE CRANE.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A wolf</span>, once forgetting the size of his swallow,</p>
+<p class="indent">Tried to pass a large marrow-bone through it.</p>
+<p>"Oh dear," said the beast, thinking death was to follow,</p>
+<p class="b indent">"How careless and stupid to do it!"</p>
+
+<p>His mouth was propp'd open by means of the bone,</p>
+<p class="indent">And his breathing was greatly impeded,</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_46" id="Page_46">[46]</a></span>But a crane coming up, he contrived to make known</p>
+<p class="b indent">What kind of assistance he needed.</p>
+
+<p>"How d'ye do?" said the bird; said the beast, "Very ill,</p>
+<p class="indent">For a bone has gone down the wrong way;</p>
+<p>But if you can extract it by means of your bill,</p>
+<p class="b indent">The service I'll amply repay."</p>
+
+<p>Thought the crane, "I'm no surgeon: yet all must agree,</p>
+<p class="indent">That my bill will make excellent <i>forceps</i>;</p>
+<p>And as for the money, I do not now see</p>
+<p class="b indent">Why I need refuse taking his worship's."</p>
+
+<p>Said the bird, "It's agreed;" said his patient, "Proceed,</p>
+<p class="indent">And take the bone hence, I beseech;"</p>
+<p>Which, after awhile, and with infinite toil,</p>
+<p class="b indent">The crane at last managed to reach.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_47" id="Page_47">[47]</a></span>"Thank my stars!" said the beast, from his terrors released,</p>
+<p class="indent">"Thank you <i>too</i>, sir," said he to the bird;</p>
+<p>"Alas!" said the crane, "is this all I'm to gain,</p>
+<p class="b indent">I was waiting the promised reward."</p>
+
+<p>Said the wolf, "You forget, I've contracted no debt,</p>
+<p class="indent">Since the service was <i>rendered by me</i>;</p>
+<p>Your head I releas'd from the jaws of a beast,</p>
+<p class="b indent">And now you're demanding a fee!"</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3>MORAL.</h3>
+<div class="ml">
+<p>Give your help to a wolf, should he beg for your aid,</p>
+<p>But you must not expect when you've done to be paid.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/illus_049.png" width="200" height="136" alt="Illustration 049" title="You must not expect when you&#39;ve done to be paid" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_48" id="Page_48">[48]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="shadow" id="shadow"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_050.png" width="400" height="277" alt="Illustration 050" title="The dog and the shadow" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE DOG AND THE SHADOW.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A dog</span> growing thinner, for want of a dinner,</p>
+<p class="indent">Once purloined him a joint from a tray,</p>
+<p>"How happy I am, with this shoulder of lamb,"</p>
+<p class="b indent">Thought the cur as he trotted away.</p>
+
+<p>But the way that he took, lay just over a brook,</p>
+<p class="indent">Which he found it was needful to cross;</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_49" id="Page_49">[49]</a></span>So without more ado, he plunged in to go through,</p>
+<p class="b indent">Not dreaming of danger or loss.</p>
+
+<p>But what should appear, in this rivulet clear,</p>
+<p class="indent">As he thought upon coolest reflection,</p>
+<p>But a cur like himself, who with ill-gotten pelf,</p>
+<p class="b indent">Had run off in that very direction.</p>
+
+<p>Thought the dog, <i>a propos</i>! but that instant let go</p>
+<p class="indent">(As he snatched at this same water-spaniel)</p>
+<p>The piece he possess'd:&mdash;so with hunger distress'd</p>
+<p class="indent">He slowly walk'd home to his kennel.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3>MORAL.</h3>
+<div class="ml">
+<p>Hence, when we are needy, don't let us be greedy,</p>
+<p class="indent">(Excuse me this line of digression,)</p>
+<p>Lest in snatching at all, like the dog, we let fall</p>
+<p class="indent">The good that we have in possession.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_50" id="Page_50">[50]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="bear" id="bear"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_052.png" width="400" height="267" alt="Illustration 052" title="The travellers and the bear" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE TRAVELLERS AND THE BEAR.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Two</span> trav'llers one morning set out from their home,</p>
+<p>It might be from Sparta, from Athens, or Rome;</p>
+<p>It matters not which, but agreed, it is said,</p>
+<p class="b">Should danger arise, to lend each other aid.</p>
+
+<p>But scarce was this done, when forth rushing amain,</p>
+<p>Sprung a bear from a wood tow'rds these travellers twain;</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_51" id="Page_51">[51]</a></span>Then one of our heroes, with courage immense,</p>
+<p class="b">Climb'd into a tree, and there found his defence.</p>
+
+<p>The other fell flat to the earth with dread,</p>
+<p>When the bear came and smelt him, and thought he was dead;</p>
+<p>So not liking the carcase, away trotted he,</p>
+<p class="b">When straight our brave hero descended the tree.</p>
+
+<p>Then, said he, "I can't think what the bear could propose,</p>
+<p>When so close to your ear, he presented his nose."</p>
+<p>"Why this," said the other, "he told me to do,</p>
+<p>To beware for the future of cowards like you."</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3>MORAL.</h3>
+<div class="ml">
+<p>Those people who run from their friends in distress,</p>
+<p>Will be left when <i>themselves</i> are in trouble, I guess.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_52" id="Page_52">[52]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="frogs" id="frogs"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_054.png" width="400" height="279" alt="Illustration 054" title="The frogs and the bull" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE FROGS AND THE BULL.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A Bull</span> once treading near a bog,</p>
+<p>Displaced the entrails of a frog,</p>
+<p class="indent">Who near his foot did trust them;</p>
+<p>In fact, so great was the contusion,</p>
+<p>And made of his inwards such confusion,</p>
+<p class="b indent">No art could re-adjust them.</p>
+
+<p>It chanced that some who saw his fate,</p>
+<p>Did to a friend the deed relate,</p>
+<p class="indent"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_53" id="Page_53">[53]</a></span>With croakings, groans, and hisses;</p>
+<p>"The beast," said they, "in size excell'd</p>
+<p>All other beasts," their neighbors swell'd,</p>
+<p class="b indent">And ask'd, "as large as this is!"</p>
+
+<p>"Oh, larger far than that," said they,</p>
+<p>"Do not attempt it, madam, pray;"</p>
+<p class="indent">But still the frog distended,</p>
+<p>And said, "I'll burst, but I'll exceed,"</p>
+<p>She tried, and burst herself indeed!</p>
+<p class="indent">And so the matter ended.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3>MORAL.</h3>
+<div class="ml">
+<p>Should you with pride inflate and swell,</p>
+<p>As did the frog: then who can tell!</p>
+<p>Your sides may crack, as has been shown,</p>
+<p>And we with laughing crack our own.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 183px;">
+<img src="images/illus_055.png" width="183" height="136" alt="Illustration 055" title="Should you with pride inflate and swell" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_54" id="Page_54">[54]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="council" id="council"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_056.png" width="400" height="283" alt="Illustration 056" title="The council of mice" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE COUNCIL OF MICE.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Some</span> mice who saw fit, once a quarter to meet,</p>
+<p class="indent">To arrange the concerns of their city;</p>
+<p>Thought it needful to choose, as is common with us,</p>
+<p class="b indent">First a chairman, and then a committee.</p>
+
+<p>When the chairman was seated, the object he stated</p>
+<p class="indent">For which at that meeting they sat:</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_55" id="Page_55">[55]</a></span>Which was, it should seem, the concerting a scheme</p>
+<p class="b indent">To defeat the designs of the cat.</p>
+
+<p>Dr. Nibblecheese rose, and said, "I would propose,</p>
+<p class="indent">To this cat we fasten a bell;</p>
+<p>He who likes what I've said, now will hold up his head;</p>
+<p  class="b indent">He who does not, may hold up his tail."</p>
+
+<p>So out of respect, they their noses erect,</p>
+<p class="indent">Except one who the order reversed;</p>
+<p><i>Ayes</i>, all then but one, but yet nought could be done,</p>
+<p class="b indent">Until he had his reasons rehearsed.</p>
+
+<p>"I shall not," said this mouse, "waste the time of the house,</p>
+<p class="indent">In long arguments; since, as I view it,</p>
+<p>The scheme would succeed without doubt, if indeed</p>
+<p class="b indent">We could find any mouse who would <i>do it</i>."</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_56" id="Page_56">[56]</a></span>"Hear! hear!" was the cry, and "no bells we will try,</p>
+<p class="indent">Unless you will fasten them on;"</p>
+<p>So quite broken-hearted the members departed,</p>
+<p class="indent">For the bill was rejected <i>nem. con.</i></p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3>MORAL.</h3>
+<div class="ml">
+<p>Then be not too hasty in giving advice,</p>
+<p>Lest your schemes should remind of the council of mice;</p>
+<p>You had better delay your opinion a year,</p>
+<p>Than put forth a ridiculous one, it is clear.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/illus_058.png" width="200" height="167" alt="Illustration 058" title="Be not too hasty in giving advice" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_57" id="Page_57">[57]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="lamb" id="lamb"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_059.png" width="400" height="271" alt="Illustration 059" title="The wolf and the lamb" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE WOLF AND THE LAMB.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A wolf</span> and lamb once chanced to meet,</p>
+<p>Beside a stream, whose waters sweet</p>
+<p>Brought various kinds of beasts together,</p>
+<p>When dry and sultry was the weather;</p>
+<p>Now though the wolf came there to <i>drink</i>,</p>
+<p>Of <i>eating</i>, he began to think,</p>
+<p>As soon as near the lamb he came,</p>
+<p>And straight resolved to kill the same;</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_58" id="Page_58">[58]</a></span>Yet thought it better to begin,</p>
+<p class="b">With threat'ning words and angry mien.</p>
+
+<p>"And so," said he, to him below,</p>
+<p>"How dare you stir the water so?</p>
+<p>Making the cool refreshing flood,</p>
+<p class="b">As brown as beer, and thick as mud."</p>
+
+<p>"Sir," said the lamb, "that cannot be,</p>
+<p>The water flows <i>from you to me</i>;</p>
+<p>So, 'tis impossible, I think,</p>
+<p class="b">That what I do can spoil your drink."</p>
+
+<p>"I say it does, you saucy puss:</p>
+<p>How dare you contradict me thus;</p>
+<p>But more than this, you idle clack,</p>
+<p>You rail'd at me behind my back</p>
+<p>Two years ago, I have been told;"</p>
+<p>"How so? I'm not a twelvemonth old,"</p>
+<p>The lamb replied; "So I suspect</p>
+<p class="b">Your honor is not quite correct."</p>
+
+<p>"If not, your mother it must be,</p>
+<p>And that comes all the same to me,"</p>
+<p>Rejoined the wolf&mdash;who waited not</p>
+<p>But kill'd and ate him on the spot.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_59" id="Page_59">[59]</a></span>MORAL.</h3>
+<div class="ml">
+<p>Some, like the wolf, adopt the plan,</p>
+<p>To make a quarrel <i>if they can</i>;</p>
+<p>But none with you can hold dispute,</p>
+<p>If you're <i>determined</i> to be mute;</p>
+<p>For sure this proverb must be true,</p>
+<p>That ev'ry <i>quarrel</i> must have <i>two</i>.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/illus_061.png" width="400" height="319" alt="Illustration 061" title="Every quarrel must have two" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_60" id="Page_60">[60]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="beasts" id="beasts"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_062.png" width="400" height="264" alt="Illustration 062" title="The beasts in partnership" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE BEASTS IN PARTNERSHIP.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">This</span> <i>firm</i> once existed, I'd have you to know,</p>
+<p>Messrs. Lion, Wolf, Tiger, Fox, Leopard, and Co.;</p>
+<p>These in business were join'd, and of course 'twas implied,</p>
+<p class="b">They their stocks should unite, and the profits divide.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_61" id="Page_61">[61]</a></span>Now the fable relates, it so happened one day,</p>
+<p>That their efforts combined, made a bullock their prey:</p>
+<p>But agreed that the Lion should make the division,</p>
+<p class="b">And patiently waited the monarch's decision.</p>
+
+<p>"My friends," said the Lion, "I've parted, you see,</p>
+<p>The whole into six, which is right, you'll agree;</p>
+<p>One part I may claim, as my share in the trade."</p>
+<p class="b">"Oh, take it and welcome," they all of them said.</p>
+
+<p>"I claim too the second; since no one denies</p>
+<p>'Twas my courage and conduct that gained you the prize:</p>
+<p>And for the third; that you know is a fine</p>
+<p class="b">To the Lord of the manor, and therefore is mine."</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_62" id="Page_62">[62]</a></span>"Hey day!" said the fox; "Stop a bit," said the lion,</p>
+<p>"I have not quite done," said he, fixing his eye on</p>
+<p>The other three parts; "you are fully aware,</p>
+<p class="b">That, as <i>tribute</i>, one other part comes to my share.</p>
+
+<p>"And I think 'twould be prudent, the next to put by</p>
+<p>Somewhere safe in <i>my</i> den for a future supply,</p>
+<p>And the other, you know, will but barely suffice,</p>
+<p class="b">To pay those expenses which always arise."</p>
+
+<p>"If this be the case," said the fox, "I discern</p>
+<p>That the business to <i>us</i> is a losing concern;</p>
+<p>If so to withdraw, I should think would be best;"</p>
+<p>"Oh, yes! let us break up the firm," said the rest;</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_63" id="Page_63">[63]</a></span>And so:&mdash;for you may not have heard of it yet,&mdash;</p>
+<p>It was quickly dissolved, though not in <i>the gazette</i>.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3>MORAL.</h3>
+<div class="ml">
+<p>Some folks in their dealings, like him in the fable,</p>
+<p>Will take others' shares, if they think they are able;</p>
+<p>But let them not wonder who act in this way,</p>
+<p>If they find none will join them in business or play.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/illus_065.png" width="200" height="220" alt="Illustration 065" title="None will join them in business or play" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_64" id="Page_64">[64]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="lion" id="lion"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_066.png" width="400" height="273" alt="Illustration 066" title="The lion and the mouse" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE LION AND THE MOUSE.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A lion</span>, with the heat oppress'd,</p>
+<p>One day composed himself to rest;</p>
+<p>But whilst he dozed, as he intended,</p>
+<p>A mouse his royal back ascended;</p>
+<p>Nor thought of harm as Esop tells,</p>
+<p>Mistaking him for something else,</p>
+<p>And travelled over him, and round him,</p>
+<p>And might have left him as he found him,</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_65" id="Page_65">[65]</a></span>Had he not, tremble when you hear,</p>
+<p>Tried to explore the monarch's ear!</p>
+<p>Who straightway woke with wrath immense,</p>
+<p>And shook his head to cast him thence.</p>
+<p>"You rascal, what are you about,"</p>
+<p>Said he, when he had turned him out.</p>
+<p>"I'll teach you soon," the lion said,</p>
+<p>"To make a mouse-hole in my head!"</p>
+<p>So saying, he prepared his foot,</p>
+<p>To crush the trembling tiny brute;</p>
+<p>But he, the mouse, with tearful eye,</p>
+<p>Implored the lion's clemency,</p>
+<p>Who thought it best at least to give</p>
+<p>His little pris'ner a reprieve.</p>
+<p>'Twas nearly twelve months after this,</p>
+<p>The lion chanced his way to miss;</p>
+<p>When pressing forward: heedless yet,</p>
+<p>He got entangled in a net.</p>
+<p>With dreadful rage he stamp'd and tore,</p>
+<p>And straight commenced a lordly roar;</p>
+<p>When the poor mouse who heard the noise,</p>
+<p>Attended, for she knew his voice.</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_66" id="Page_66">[66]</a></span>Then what the lion's utmost strength</p>
+<p>Could not effect, she did at length:</p>
+<p>With patient labor she applied</p>
+<p>Her teeth, the net-work to divide;</p>
+<p>And so at last forth issued he,</p>
+<p>A <i>lion</i>, by a mouse set free.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3>MORAL.</h3>
+<div class="ml">
+<p>Few are so small or weak, I guess,</p>
+<p>But may assist us in distress;</p>
+<p>Nor shall we ever, if we're wise,</p>
+<p>The meanest, or the least, despise.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/illus_068.png" width="200" height="149" alt="Illustration 068" title="Nor shall we ever the meanest or the least despise" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_67" id="Page_67">[67]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="ass" id="ass"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_069.png" width="400" height="314" alt="Illustration 069" title="The jealous ass" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE JEALOUS ASS.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p>"<span class="smcap">There</span> lived," says friend Esop, "some ages ago,</p>
+<p>An ass who had feelings acute, you must know;</p>
+<p>This ass to be jealous, felt strongly inclined,</p>
+<p class="b">And for reasons which follow, felt hurt in his mind."</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_68" id="Page_68">[68]</a></span>It seems that his master, as I understand,</p>
+<p>Had a favorite dog which he fed from his hand.</p>
+<p>Nay, the dog was permitted to jump on his knee:</p>
+<p class="b">An honor that vex'd our poor donkey to see.</p>
+
+<p>"Now," thought he, "what's the reason, I cannot see any,</p>
+<p>That I have no favors, while he has so many?</p>
+<p>If all this is got by just wagging his tail,</p>
+<p class="b">Why <i>I</i> have got one, which I'll wag without fail."</p>
+
+<p>So the donkey resolved to try what he could do</p>
+<p>And, determined unusual attentions to show,</p>
+<p>When his master was dining, came into the room.</p>
+<p class="b">"Good sir!" said his friends, "why your donkey is come!"</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_69" id="Page_69">[69]</a></span>"Indeed!" said their host, great astonishment showing,</p>
+<p>When he saw the ass come, while his tail was a-going;</p>
+<p>But who can describe his dismay or fear,</p>
+<p class="b">When the donkey rear'd up, and bray'd loud in his ear!</p>
+
+<p>"You rascal get down,&mdash;John, Edward, or Dick!</p>
+<p>Where are you? make haste, and come here with a stick."</p>
+<p>The man roared&mdash;the guests laugh'd&mdash;the dog bark'd&mdash;the bell rung:</p>
+<p class="b">Coals, poker, and tongs, at the donkey were flung,</p>
+
+<p>Till the blows and the kicks, with combined demonstration,</p>
+<p>Convinced him that this was a bad speculation;</p>
+<p>So, mortified deeply, his footsteps retrod he,</p>
+<p class="b">Hurt much in his mind, but still more in his body.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_70" id="Page_70">[70]</a></span>MORAL.</h3>
+<div class="ml">
+<p>So some silly children, as stupid as may be,</p>
+<p>Will cry for indulgences fit for a baby.</p>
+<p>Had they enter'd the room while the donkey withdrew,</p>
+<p>They'd have seen their own folly and punishment too:</p>
+<p>Let them think of this fable, and what came to pass;</p>
+<p>Nor forget, he who play'd this fine game was <i>an ass</i>.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/illus_072.png" width="400" height="332" alt="Illustration 072" title="Nor forget he who played this fine game was an ass" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_71" id="Page_71">[71]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="town" id="town"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_073.png" width="400" height="300" alt="Illustration 073" title="The town and country mice" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE TOWN AND COUNTRY MICE.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A plain</span>, but honest, country mouse,</p>
+<p>Residing in a miller's house;</p>
+<p>Once, on a time, invited down</p>
+<p>An old acquaintance of the town:</p>
+<p>And soon he brought his dainties out;</p>
+<p>The best he had there's not a doubt.</p>
+<p>A dish of oatmeal and green peas,</p>
+<p>With half a candle, and some cheese;</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_72" id="Page_72">[72]</a></span>Some beans, and if I'm not mistaken,</p>
+<p>A charming piece of Yorkshire bacon.</p>
+<p>And then to show he was expert</p>
+<p>In such affairs, a fine dessert</p>
+<p>Was next produced, all which he press'd,</p>
+<p class="b">With rustic freedom, on his guest.</p>
+
+<p>But he, the city epicure,</p>
+<p>This homely fare could not endure</p>
+<p>Indeed he scarcely broke his fast</p>
+<p>By what he took, but said, at last,</p>
+<p>"Old crony, now, I'll tell you what:</p>
+<p>I don't admire this lonely spot;</p>
+<p>This dreadful, dismal, dirty hole,</p>
+<p>Seems more adapted for a mole</p>
+<p>Than 'tis for you; Oh! could you see</p>
+<p><i>My</i> residence, how charm'd you'd be.</p>
+<p>Instead of bringing up your brood</p>
+<p>In wind, and wet, and solitude,</p>
+<p>Come bring them all at once to town,</p>
+<p>We'll make a courtier of a clown.</p>
+<p>I think that, for your children's sake,</p>
+<p>'Tis proper my advice to take."</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_73" id="Page_73">[73]</a></span>"Well," said his host, "I can but try,</p>
+<p class="b">And so poor quiet hole good bye!"</p>
+
+<p>Then off they jogg'd for many a mile,</p>
+<p>Talking of splendid things the while;</p>
+<p>At last, in town, they all arrived&mdash;</p>
+<p>Found where the city mouse had lived&mdash;</p>
+<p>Entered at midnight through a crack,</p>
+<p class="b">And rested from their tedious track.</p>
+
+<p>"Now," said the city mouse, "I'll show</p>
+<p>What kind of fare I've brought you to:"</p>
+<p>On which he led the rustic mice</p>
+<p>Into a larder, snug and nice,</p>
+<p>Where ev'ry thing a mouse could relish,</p>
+<p class="b">Did ev'ry shelf and nook embellish.</p>
+
+<p>"Now is not this to be preferr'd</p>
+<p>To your green peas?" "Upon my word,</p>
+<p>It is," the country mouse replied,</p>
+<p class="b">"All this must needs the point decide."</p>
+
+<p>Scarce had they spoke these words, when, lo!</p>
+<p>A tribe of servants hasten'd through,</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_74" id="Page_74">[74]</a></span>And also two gigantic cats,</p>
+<p>Who spied our country mouse and brats.</p>
+<p>Then, by a timely exit, she</p>
+<p class="b">Just saved herself and family.</p>
+
+<p>"Oh, ask me not," said she in haste,</p>
+<p>"Your tempting dainties more to taste;</p>
+<p>I much prefer my homely peas,</p>
+<p>To splendid dangers such as these."</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3>MORAL.</h3>
+<div class="ml">
+<p>Then let not those begin to grumble,</p>
+<p>Whose lot is safe, though poor and humble;</p>
+<p>Nor envy him who better fares,</p>
+<p>But for each good, has twenty cares.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/illus_076.png" width="200" height="180" alt="Illustration 076" title="Nor envy him who better fares" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_75" id="Page_75">[75]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 453px;"><a name="crow" id="crow"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_077.png" width="453" height="316" alt="Illustration 077" title="The fox and the crow" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE FOX AND THE CROW.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Crows</span> feed upon worms: yet an author affirms</p>
+<p class="indent">Cheshire cheese they will get if they're able;</p>
+<p>"For," said he, "I well know, one unprincipled crow</p>
+<p class="b indent">Once purloined a large piece from my table."</p>
+
+<p>Then away darted she, to the shade of a tree,</p>
+<p class="indent">To deposit the booty within her;</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_76" id="Page_76">[76]</a></span>But it never occurr'd to the mind of the bird,</p>
+<p class="b indent">That a <i>fox</i> was to have it for dinner.</p>
+
+<p>"How many a slip, 'twixt the cup and the lip!"</p>
+<p class="indent">(Excuse me, I pray, the digression,)</p>
+<p>Said a fox to himself, "I can share in the pelf,</p>
+<p class="b indent">If I act with my usual discretion."</p>
+
+<p>So said he, "Is it you? pray, ma'am, how do you do,</p>
+<p class="indent">I have long wish'd to pay you a visit;</p>
+<p>For a twelvemonth has pass'd, since I heard of you last</p>
+<p class="b indent">Which is not very neighborly, is it?</p>
+
+<p>"But, dear madam," said he, "you are dining, I see;</p>
+<p class="indent">On that subject I'd ask your advice;</p>
+<p>Pray, ma'am, now can you tell, where provisions they sell,</p>
+<p class="b indent">That are not an extravagant price?</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_77" id="Page_77">[77]</a></span>"Bread and meat are so dear, and have been for a year,</p>
+<p class="indent">That poor people can scarcely endure it,</p>
+<p>And then <i>cheese is so high</i>, that such beggars as I,</p>
+<p class="b indent"><i>Till it falls</i>, cannot hope to procure it."</p>
+
+<p>But the ill-behaved bird did not utter a word,</p>
+<p class="indent">Still intent on retaining her plunder;</p>
+<p>Thought the fox, "It should seem, this is not a good scheme,</p>
+<p class="b indent">What else can I think of, I wonder?"</p>
+
+<p>So said Reynard once more, "I ne'er knew it before,</p>
+<p class="indent">But your feathers are whiter than snow is!"</p>
+<p>But thought he, when he'd said it, "she'll ne'er give it credit,</p>
+<p class="b indent">For what bird is so black as a crow is."</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_78" id="Page_78">[78]</a></span>"But I'm told that your voice is a horrible noise,</p>
+<p class="indent">Which they say of all sounds is the oddest;</p>
+<p>But then this is absurd, for it never is heard,</p>
+<p class="b indent">Since you are so excessively modest."</p>
+
+<p>If <i>that's</i> all thought the crow, "I will soon let you know</p>
+<p class="indent">That all doubt on that score may be ended;"</p>
+<p>Then most laughingly piped, the poor silly biped,</p>
+<p class="indent">When quickly her dinner descended!</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3>MORAL.</h3>
+<div class="ml">
+<p>If this <i>biped</i> had not been so vain and conceited,</p>
+<p>She would not by the fox quite so soon have been cheated;</p>
+<p>But perhaps the term <i>biped</i> to some may be new:</p>
+<p>'Tis a two-legged creature&mdash;perchance it is <i>you</i>.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_79" id="Page_79">[79]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="echo" id="echo"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_081.png" width="400" height="315" alt="Illustration 081" title="The lion and the echo" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE LION AND THE ECHO.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A lion</span>, bravest of the wood,</p>
+<p>Whose title undisputed stood,</p>
+<p>As o'er the wide domains he prowl'd,</p>
+<p>And in pursuit of booty growl'd,</p>
+<p>An Echo from a distant cave</p>
+<p>Regrowl'd, articulately grave:</p>
+<p>His majesty, surprised, began</p>
+<p>To think at first it was a man;</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_80" id="Page_80">[80]</a></span>But on reflection sage, he found</p>
+<p>It was too like a lion's sound.</p>
+<p>"Whose voice is that which growls at mine?"</p>
+<p>His highness ask'd. Says Echo, "Mine!"</p>
+<p>"Thine!" says the Lion: "Who art thou?"</p>
+<p>Echo as stern cried, "Who art thou?"</p>
+<p>"Know I'm a lion, hear and tremble!"</p>
+<p>Replied the king. Cried Echo, "Tremble!"</p>
+<p>"Come forth," says Lion; "show thyself."</p>
+<p>Laconic Echo answered, "Elf."</p>
+<p>"Elf, durst thou call me, vile pretender?"</p>
+<p>Echo as loud replies, "Pretender!"</p>
+<p>At this, as jealous of his reign,</p>
+<p>He growl'd in rage; she growl'd again.</p>
+<p>Incensed the more, he chafed and foam'd,</p>
+<p>And round the spacious forest roam'd</p>
+<p>To find the rival of his throne,</p>
+<p class="b">Who durst with him dispute the crown.</p>
+
+<p>A fox, who listen'd all the while,</p>
+<p>Address'd the monarch with a smile:</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_81" id="Page_81">[81]</a></span>"My liege, most humbly I make bold,</p>
+<p>Though truth may not be always told,</p>
+<p>That this same phantom which you hear,</p>
+<p>That so alarms your royal ear,</p>
+<p>Is not a rival of your throne:</p>
+<p>The voice and fears are all your own."</p>
+<p>Imaginary terrors scare</p>
+<p>A timorous soul with real fear;</p>
+<p>Nay, even the wise and brave are cow'd</p>
+<p>By apprehensions from the crowd:</p>
+<p>A frog a lion may disharm,</p>
+<p>And yet how causeless the alarm!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/illus_083.png" width="200" height="154" alt="Illustration 083" title="A frog a lion may disharm" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_82" id="Page_82">[82]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="paper" id="paper"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_084.png" width="400" height="324" alt="Illustration 084" title="The paper kite" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE PAPER KITE.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Once</span> on a time, a paper kite</p>
+<p>Was mounted to a wondrous height;</p>
+<p>Where, giddy with its elevation,</p>
+<p>It thus express'd self-admiration:</p>
+<p>"See how yon crowds of gazing people</p>
+<p>Admire my flight above the steeple;</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_83" id="Page_83">[83]</a></span>How would they wonder, if they knew</p>
+<p>All that a kite, like me, could do?</p>
+<p>Were I but free, I'd take a flight,</p>
+<p>And pierce the clouds beyond their sight.</p>
+<p>But, ah! like a poor prisoner bound,</p>
+<p>My string confines me near the ground.</p>
+<p>I'd brave the eagle's towering wing,</p>
+<p>Might I but fly without a string."</p>
+<p>It tugg'd and pull'd, while thus it spoke,</p>
+<p>To break the string&mdash;at last it broke!</p>
+<p>Deprived at once of all its stay,</p>
+<p>In vain it tried to soar away:</p>
+<p>Unable its own weight to bear,</p>
+<p>It flutter'd downward through the air;</p>
+<p>Unable its own course to guide,</p>
+<p>The winds soon plunged it in the tide.</p>
+<p>Oh! foolish kite, thou hadst no wing,</p>
+<p>How could'st thou fly without a string?</p>
+<p>My heart replied, "Oh, Lord, I see</p>
+<p>How much the kite resembles me!</p>
+<p>Forgetful that by thee I stand,</p>
+<p>Impatient of thy ruling hand;</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_84" id="Page_84">[84]</a></span>How oft I've wish'd to break the lines</p>
+<p>Thy wisdom for my lot assigns!</p>
+<p>How oft indulged a vain desire</p>
+<p>For something more or something higher!</p>
+<p>And but for grace and love divine,</p>
+<p>A fall thus dreadful had been mine."</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;">
+<img src="images/illus_086.png" width="300" height="303" alt="Illustration 086" title="A fall thus dreadful had been mine" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_85" id="Page_85">[85]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="rats" id="rats"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_087.png" width="400" height="280" alt="Illustration 087" title="The rats and the cheese" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE RATS AND THE CHEESE.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">If</span> bees a government maintain,</p>
+<p>Why may not rats of stronger brain</p>
+<p>And greater power, as well bethought</p>
+<p>By Machiavelian axioms taught?</p>
+<p>And so they are, for thus of late</p>
+<p>It happened in the rats' free state.</p>
+<p>Their prince (his subjects more to please)</p>
+<p>Had got a mighty Cheshire cheese,</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_86" id="Page_86">[86]</a></span>In which his ministers of state</p>
+<p>Might live in plenty and grow great.</p>
+<p>A powerful party straight combined,</p>
+<p>And their united forces join'd,</p>
+<p>To bring their measures into play,</p>
+<p>For none so loyal were as they;</p>
+<p>And none such patriots, to support</p>
+<p>As well the country as the court.</p>
+<p>No sooner were those Dons admitted</p>
+<p>But (all those wondrous virtues quitted)</p>
+<p>They all the speediest means devise</p>
+<p>To raise themselves and families.</p>
+<p>Another party well observing</p>
+<p>These pamper'd were, while they were starving,</p>
+<p>Their ministry brought in disgrace,</p>
+<p>Expelled them and supplied their place;</p>
+<p>These on just principles were known</p>
+<p>The true supporters of the throne,</p>
+<p>And for the subjects liberty</p>
+<p>They'd (marry would they) freely die;</p>
+<p>But being well fix'd in their station,</p>
+<p>Regardless of their prince and nation,</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_87" id="Page_87">[87]</a></span>Just like the others, all their skill</p>
+<p>Was how they might their paunches fill.</p>
+<p>On this a rat, not quite so blind</p>
+<p>In state intrigues as human kind,</p>
+<p>But of more honor, thus replied:</p>
+<p>"Confound ye all on either side;</p>
+<p>All your contentions are but these,</p>
+<p>Whose arts shall best secure the cheese."</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;">
+<img src="images/illus_089.png" width="300" height="212" alt="Illustration 089" title="Whose arts shall best secure the cheese" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_88" id="Page_88">[88]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="aurelia" id="aurelia"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_090.png" width="400" height="288" alt="Illustration 090" title="Aurelia and the spider" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">AURELIA AND THE SPIDER.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">The</span> muslin torn, from tears of grief</p>
+<p>In vain Aurelia sought relief;</p>
+<p>In sighs and plaints she pass'd the day;</p>
+<p>The tatter'd frock neglected lay:</p>
+<p>While busied at the weaving trade,</p>
+<p>A spider heard the sighing maid</p>
+<p>And kindly stopping in a trice,</p>
+<p>Thus offer'd (gratis) her advice:</p>
+<p>"Turn, little girl! behold in me</p>
+<p>A stimulus to industry</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_89" id="Page_89">[89]</a></span>Compare your woes, my dear, with mine,</p>
+<p>Then tell me who should most repine:</p>
+<p>This morning, ere you left your room,</p>
+<p>The chambermaid's remorseless broom</p>
+<p>In one sad moment that destroy'd,</p>
+<p>To build which thousands were employ'd!</p>
+<p>The shock was great; but as my life</p>
+<p>I saved in the relentless strife,</p>
+<p>I knew lamenting was in vain,</p>
+<p>So patient went to work again.</p>
+<p>By constant work, a day or more,</p>
+<p>My little mansion did restore:</p>
+<p>And if each tear which you have shed</p>
+<p>Had been a needle-full of thread,</p>
+<p>If every sigh of sad despair</p>
+<p>Had been a stitch of proper care,</p>
+<p>Closed would have been the luckless rent,</p>
+<p>Nor thus the day have been misspent."</p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;">
+<img src="images/illus_091.png" width="300" height="185" alt="Illustration 091" title="Nor thus the day have been misspent" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_90" id="Page_90">[90]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="redbreast" id="redbreast"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_092.png" width="400" height="301" alt="Illustration 092" title="The redbreast and the sparrow" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE REDBREAST AND THE SPARROW.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Perch'd</span> on a tree, hard by a rural cot,</p>
+<p>A redbreast singing cheer'd the humble spot;</p>
+<p>A sparrow on the thatch in critic spleen</p>
+<p>Thus took occasion to reprove the strain:</p>
+<p>"Dost thou," cried he, "thou dull dejected thing,</p>
+<p>Presume to emulate the birds of spring?</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_91" id="Page_91">[91]</a></span>Can thy weak warbling dare approach the thrush</p>
+<p>Or blackbird's accents in the hawthorn bush?</p>
+<p>Or with the lark dost thou poor mimic, vie,</p>
+<p>Or nightingale's unequal'd melody?</p>
+<p>These other birds possessing twice thy fire</p>
+<p>Have been content in silence to admire."</p>
+<p>"With candor judge," the minstrel bird replied,</p>
+<p>"Nor deem my efforts arrogance or pride;</p>
+<p>Think not ambition makes me act this part,</p>
+<p>I only sing because I love the art:</p>
+<p>I envy not, indeed, but much revere</p>
+<p>Those birds whose fame the test of skill will bear;</p>
+<p>I feel no hope arising to surpass,</p>
+<p>Nor with their charming songs my own to class;</p>
+<p>Far other aims incite my humble strain.</p>
+<p>Then surely I your pardon may obtain,</p>
+<p>While I attempt the rural vale to move</p>
+<p>By imitating of the lays I love."</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_92" id="Page_92">[92]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="poet" id="poet"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_094.png" width="400" height="309" alt="Illustration 094" title="The poet and the cobwebs" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE POET AND THE COBWEBS.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A bard</span>, whose pen had brought him more</p>
+<p>Of fame than of the precious ore,</p>
+<p>In Grub Street garret oft reposed</p>
+<p>With eyes contemplative half-closed.</p>
+<p>Cobwebs around in antique glory,</p>
+<p>Chief of his household inventory,</p>
+<p>Suggested to his roving brains</p>
+<p class="b">Amazing multitude of scenes.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_93" id="Page_93">[93]</a></span>"This batch," said he, "of murder-spinners</p>
+<p>Who toil their brains out for their dinners,</p>
+<p>Though base, too long unsung has lain</p>
+<p>By kindred brethren of Duck Lane,</p>
+<p>Unknowing that its little plan</p>
+<p class="b">Holds all the cyclopedia of man.</p>
+
+<p>"This one, whose radiant thread</p>
+<p>Is every where from centre spread,</p>
+<p>Like orbs in planetary skies,</p>
+<p>Enclosed with rounds of various size,</p>
+<p>This curious frame I aptly call</p>
+<p class="b">A cobweb mathematical.</p>
+
+<p>"In secret holes, that dirty line,</p>
+<p>Where never sun presumes to shine,</p>
+<p>With straws, and filth, and time beset,</p>
+<p>Where all is fish that comes to net,</p>
+<p>That musty film, the Muse supposes</p>
+<p class="b">Figures the web of Virtuosos.</p>
+
+<p>"You, where the gaudy insect sings,</p>
+<p>Are cobwebs of the court of kings,</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_94" id="Page_94">[94]</a></span>Where gilded threads conceal the gin.</p>
+<p class="b">And broider'd knaves are caught therein.</p>
+
+<p>"That holly, fix'd 'mid mildew'd panes,</p>
+<p>Of cheerless Christmas the remains</p>
+<p>(I only dream and sing its cheer,</p>
+<p>My Muse keeps Lent throughout the year)</p>
+<p>That holly, labor'd o'er and o'er,</p>
+<p>Is cobwebs of the lawyer's lore,</p>
+<p>Where frisky flies, on gambols borne,</p>
+<p class="b">Find out the snare, when lost, undone.</p>
+
+<p>"These dangling webs, with dirt and age,</p>
+<p>Display their tatter'd equipage,</p>
+<p>So like the antiquarian crew,</p>
+<p class="b">That those in every thread I view.</p>
+
+<p>"Here death disseminated lies,</p>
+<p>In shrunk anatomies of flies;</p>
+<p>And amputated limbs declare</p>
+<p>What vermin lie in ambush there:</p>
+<p>A baited lure with drugg'd perdition,</p>
+<p class="b">A cobweb, not misnamed physician.</p>
+
+<p>"Those plaited webs, long pendent there,</p>
+<p>Of sable bards a subtle snare,</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_95" id="Page_95">[95]</a></span>Of all-collective disposition,</p>
+<p>Which holds like gout of inquisition,</p>
+<p>May well denominated be,</p>
+<p class="b">The trap-webs of divinity."</p>
+
+<p>But whilst our bard described the scene,</p>
+<p>A bee stole through a broken pane;</p>
+<p>Fraught with the sweets of every flower,</p>
+<p>In taking his adventurous tour,</p>
+<p>Is there entrapp'd. Exert thy sting,</p>
+<p>Bold bee, and liberate thy wing!</p>
+<p>The poet kindly dropp'd his pen,</p>
+<p>And freed the captive from its den;</p>
+<p>Then musing o'er his empty table,</p>
+<p class="b">Forgot the moral of his fable.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;">
+<img src="images/illus_097.png" width="300" height="209" alt="Illustration 097" title="Forgot the moral of his fable" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_96" id="Page_96">[96]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="epicure" id="epicure"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_098.png" width="400" height="316" alt="Illustration 098" title="The epicure and the physician" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE EPICURE AND THE PHYSICIAN.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Two</span> hundred years ago, or more,</p>
+<p>An heir possess'd a miser's store;</p>
+<p>Rejoiced to find his father dead,</p>
+<p>Till then on thrifty viands fed;</p>
+<p>Unnumber'd dishes crown'd his board,</p>
+<p>With each unwholesome trifle stored.</p>
+<p>He ate&mdash;and long'd to eat again,</p>
+<p>But sigh'd for appetite in vain:</p>
+<p>His food, though dress'd a thousand ways,</p>
+<p>Had lost its late accustom'd praise;</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_97" id="Page_97">[97]</a></span>He relish'd nothing&mdash;sickly grew&mdash;</p>
+<p>Yet long'd to taste of something new.</p>
+<p>It chanced in this disastrous case,</p>
+<p>One morn betimes he join'd the chase:</p>
+<p>Swift o'er the plain the hunters fly,</p>
+<p>Each echoing out a joyous cry;</p>
+<p>A forest next before them lay;</p>
+<p>He, left behind, mistook his way,</p>
+<p>And long alone bewildered rode,</p>
+<p>He found a peasant's poor abode;</p>
+<p>But fasting kept, from six to four,</p>
+<p>Felt hunger, long unfelt before;</p>
+<p>The friendly swain this want supplied,</p>
+<p>And Joan some eggs and bacon fried.</p>
+<p>Not dainty now, the squire in haste</p>
+<p>Fell to, and praised their savory taste;</p>
+<p>Nay, said his meal had such a <i>gout</i></p>
+<p>He ne'er in tarts and olios knew.</p>
+<p>Rejoiced to think he'd found a dish,</p>
+<p>That crown'd his long unanswer'd wish,</p>
+<p>With gold his thankful host he paid,</p>
+<p>Who guides him back from whence he stray'd;</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_98" id="Page_98">[98]</a></span>But ere they part, so well he dined,</p>
+<p>His rustic host the squire enjoin'd</p>
+<p>To send him home next day a stock</p>
+<p>Of those same eggs and charming hock.</p>
+<p>He hoped this dish of savory meat</p>
+<p>Would prove that still 'twas bliss to eat;</p>
+<p>But, ah! he found, like all the rest,</p>
+<p>These eggs were tasteless things at best;</p>
+<p>The bacon not a dog would touch,</p>
+<p>So rank&mdash;he never tasted such!</p>
+<p>He sent express to fetch the clown,</p>
+<p>And thus address'd him with a frown:</p>
+<p>"These eggs, this bacon, that you sent,</p>
+<p>For Christian food were never meant;</p>
+<p>As soon I'll think the moon's a cheese,</p>
+<p>As those you dress'd the same with these.</p>
+<p>Little I thought"&mdash;"Sir," says the peasant,</p>
+<p>"I'm glad your worship is so pleasant:</p>
+<p>You joke, I'm sure: for I can swear,</p>
+<p>The same the fowls that laid them are!</p>
+<p>And know as well that all the bacon</p>
+<p>From one the self-same flitch was taken:</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_99" id="Page_99">[99]</a></span>The air, indeed, about our green</p>
+<p>Is known to make the stomach keen."</p>
+<p>"Is that the case?" the squire replied;</p>
+<p>"That air shall be directly tried."</p>
+<p>He gave command&mdash;a house he hired,</p>
+<p>And down he goes with hope inspired,</p>
+<p>And takes his cooks&mdash;a favorite train;</p>
+<p>But still they ply their art in vain.</p>
+<p>Perhaps 'twas riding did the feat:</p>
+<p>He rides,&mdash;but still he cannot eat.</p>
+<p>At last a friend, to physic bred,</p>
+<p>Perceived his case, and thus he said:</p>
+<p>"Be ruled by me, you soon shall eat,</p>
+<p>With hearty gust, the plainest meat;</p>
+<p>A pint of milk each rising morn,</p>
+<p>Procure from cow of sable horn;</p>
+<p>Shake in three drops of morning dew</p>
+<p>From twig of ever-verdant yew;</p>
+<p>It must by your own hand be done,</p>
+<p>Your face turn'd westward from the sun.</p>
+<p>With this, ere half an hour is past,</p>
+<p>Well crumb'd with biscuit, break your fast;</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_100" id="Page_100">[100]</a></span>Which done, from food (or all is vain)</p>
+<p>For twice three hours and one abstain&mdash;</p>
+<p>Then dine on one substantial dish,</p>
+<p>If plainly dress'd, of flesh or fish."</p>
+<p>Grave look'd the doctor as he spake&mdash;</p>
+<p>The squire concludes th' advice to take,</p>
+<p>And, cheated into temperance, found</p>
+<p>The bliss his former luxury drown'd.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/illus_102.png" width="400" height="472" alt="Illustration 102" title="The bliss his former luxury drowned" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_101" id="Page_101">[101]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="frogsking" id="frogsking"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_103.png" width="400" height="286" alt="Illustration 103" title="The frogs desiring a king" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE FROGS DESIRING A KING.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Athens</span> in freedom flourish'd long,</p>
+<p>'Till licence seized the giddy throng.</p>
+<p>Just laws grown weary to obey,</p>
+<p>They sunk to tyranny a prey.</p>
+<p>Pisistratus, though mild he sway'd,</p>
+<p>Their turbulence had not allay'd.</p>
+<p>Whilst they were cursing in despair,</p>
+<p>The yoke they had not learn'd to bear,</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_102" id="Page_102">[102]</a></span>Esop, their danger to describe,</p>
+<p class="b">Rehears'd this fable to the tribe:</p>
+
+<p>"Some frogs, like you, of freedom tired,</p>
+<p>From Jupiter a king desir'd:</p>
+<p>One that should execute the law,</p>
+<p>And keep the dissolute in awe.</p>
+<p>Jove laugh'd, and threw them down a log,</p>
+<p>That thundering fell and shook the bog.</p>
+<p>Amongst the reeds the tremblers fled:</p>
+<p>Till one more bold advanc'd his head,</p>
+<p>And saw the monarch of the flood</p>
+<p>Lying half smothered in the mud.</p>
+<p>He calls the croaking race around:</p>
+<p>"A wooden king!" the banks resound.</p>
+<p>Fear once remov'd they swim about him,</p>
+<p>And gibe and jeer and mock and flout him;</p>
+<p>And messengers to Jove depute,</p>
+<p>Effectively to grant their suit.</p>
+<p>A hungry stork he sent them then,</p>
+<p>Who soon had swallow'd half the fen.</p>
+<p>Their woes scarce daring to reveal,</p>
+<p>To Mercury by night they steal,</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_103" id="Page_103">[103]</a></span>And beg him to entreat of Jove</p>
+<p>The direful tyrant to remove.</p>
+<p>'No,' says the God, 'they chose their lot,</p>
+<p>And must abide what they have got:'</p>
+<p>So you, my friends, had best go home</p>
+<p>In peace, lest something worse should come."</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/illus_105.png" width="200" height="181" alt="Illustration 105" title="Lest somethng worse should come" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_104" id="Page_104">[104]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="bramble" id="bramble"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_106.png" width="400" height="285" alt="Illustration 106" title="The hare and the bramble" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE HARE AND THE BRAMBLE.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A hare</span>, closely pursued, thought it prudent and meet</p>
+<p>To a bramble for refuge awhile to retreat;</p>
+<p>He enter'd the covert, but entering, found</p>
+<p>That briers and thorns did on all sides abound;</p>
+<p>And that, though he was safe, yet he never could stir,</p>
+<p>But his sides they would wound, or would tear off his fur:</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_105" id="Page_105">[105]</a></span>He shrugg'd up his shoulders, but would not complain:</p>
+<p>"To repine at small evils," quoth puss, "is in vain:</p>
+<p>That no bliss can be perfect, I very well knew&mdash;</p>
+<p>But from the same source good and evil doth flow&mdash;</p>
+<p>And full sorely my skin though these briers may rend,</p>
+<p>Yet they keep off the dogs, and my life will defend:</p>
+<p>For the sake of the good, then, let evil be borne&mdash;</p>
+<p>For each sweet has its bitter, each bramble its thorn."</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;">
+<img src="images/illus_107.png" width="300" height="194" alt="Illustration 107" title="For each sweet has its bitter, each bramble its thorn" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_106" id="Page_106">[106]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="horse" id="horse"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_108.png" width="400" height="288" alt="Illustration 108" title="The horse and the stag" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE HORSE AND THE STAG.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Within</span> a certain pasture,</p>
+<p class="indent">There lived some creatures wild.</p>
+<p>The sky was blue, the grass was green,</p>
+<p class="b indent">The air was very mild.</p>
+
+<p>Now though this field was large and fine,</p>
+<p class="indent">They could not live in love:</p>
+<p>But for the grass in one large spot</p>
+<p class="b indent">A horse and stag once strove.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_107" id="Page_107">[107]</a></span>The stag was strongest in the strife,</p>
+<p class="indent">And so the battle won;</p>
+<p>And from the field the horse was sent</p>
+<p class="b indent">And with chagrin was stung.</p>
+
+<p>So to the man the horse applied,</p>
+<p class="indent">For help, the stag to beat,</p>
+<p>And so effectual was his help,</p>
+<p class="b indent">The stag had to retreat.</p>
+
+<p>But when to go away he tried,</p>
+<p class="indent">The man held to him fast:</p>
+<p>"Now that you are of use," he cried,</p>
+<p class="indent">"You'll serve me to the last."</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/illus_109.png" width="200" height="147" alt="Illustration 109" title="You&#39;ll serve me to the last" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_108" id="Page_108">[108]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="cat" id="cat"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_110.png" width="400" height="284" alt="Illustration 110" title="The cat and the old mouse" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE CAT AND THE OLD MOUSE.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">The</span> mice o'errun a certain house&mdash;</p>
+<p>In every spot was found a mouse.</p>
+<p>So for a cat the mistress went,</p>
+<p class="b">And to the kitchen puss was sent.</p>
+
+<p>With diligence were many caught,</p>
+<p>And eaten up. The mice were taught</p>
+<p>That they some cunning must devise</p>
+<p class="b">To keep the prey from pussy's eyes.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_109" id="Page_109">[109]</a></span>So on a certain shelf so high,</p>
+<p>To reach which puss in vain might try,</p>
+<p>There all the mice together got,</p>
+<p class="b">And they resolved to leave it not.</p>
+
+<p>So pussy found that to eat them,</p>
+<p>She must resort to stratagem.</p>
+<p>And holding fast by means of pegs,</p>
+<p class="b">She hung suspended by the legs.</p>
+
+<p>And downward she then hung her head,</p>
+<p>And looked as though she were quite dead&mdash;</p>
+<p>And thus she sought to cheat the mice,</p>
+<p class="b">And from their dwellings them entice.</p>
+
+<p>A cunning mouse, well "up to trap,"</p>
+<p>On pussy her two eyes did clap.</p>
+<p>"Aha!" she cried, "puss are you there?</p>
+<p>Within your reach, I would not dare&mdash;</p>
+<p>Not e'en though it were proved by law,</p>
+<p>That your whole skin were stuffed with straw."</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_110" id="Page_110">[110]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="mask" id="mask"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_112.png" width="400" height="310" alt="Illustration 112" title="The fox and the vizor mask" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE FOX AND THE VIZOR MASK.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A fox</span> while walking out one day,</p>
+<p>Into a toy shop chanced to stray;</p>
+<p>Among the toys that stood arrayed,</p>
+<p>A vizor mask was there displayed,</p>
+<p>With rosy cheeks, complexion fair,</p>
+<p>And ruby lips and auburn hair,</p>
+<p>And eyes of blue, and Grecian nose;</p>
+<p>And many beauties to disclose,</p>
+<p>It seemed made. The fox, with sighs,</p>
+<p>Gazed on. "Ah, ah!" he cries,</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_111" id="Page_111">[111]</a></span>"Look at this head it naught contains,</p>
+<p>It has rare beauty, but no brains."</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3>MORAL.</h3>
+<div class="ml">
+<p>The accomplished beau, in air and mien how blest.</p>
+<p>His hat well fashioned, and his hair well dress'd&mdash;</p>
+<p>But still undress'd within: to give him brains</p>
+<p>Exceeds his hatter's or his barber's pains.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 250px;">
+<img src="images/illus_113.png" width="250" height="163" alt="Illustration 113" title="To give him brains exceeds their pains" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_112" id="Page_112">[112]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="goose" id="goose"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_114.png" width="400" height="274" alt="Illustration 114" title="The goose that laid golden eggs" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE GOOSE THAT LAID GOLDEN EGGS.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A man</span> once had a goose I'm told,</p>
+<p>Which had laid each day an egg of gold.</p>
+<p>Now if this treasure were well spent,</p>
+<p>It might make any one content.</p>
+<p>But no! this man desired more;</p>
+<p>And though of eggs he had rich store;</p>
+<p>He thought one day the goose he'd kill,</p>
+<p>And then at once his pockets fill.</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_113" id="Page_113">[113]</a></span>So chasing goosey round and round,</p>
+<p>She soon was caught and firmly bound</p>
+<p>He opened her from neck to tail</p>
+<p>And then his folly did bewail.</p>
+<p>For not a single egg was there,</p>
+<p>And thus he lost this treasure rare.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/illus_115.png" width="400" height="335" alt="Illustration 115" title="And thus he lost this treasure rare" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_114" id="Page_114">[114]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="grapes" id="grapes"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_116.png" width="400" height="289" alt="Illustration 106" title="The fox and the grapes" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE FOX AND THE GRAPES.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A fox</span> once took it in his pate,</p>
+<p>To go beyond a garden gate,</p>
+<p>To see if there grew on the trees,</p>
+<p>Some food his hunger to appease.</p>
+<p>So in he went and there he spied</p>
+<p>Some grapes. To reach them hard he tried.</p>
+<p>Now they were large and luscious too,</p>
+<p>Quite purple, and beautiful to view.</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_115" id="Page_115">[115]</a></span>So up he jumps with many a bound,</p>
+<p>Until exhausted to the ground,</p>
+<p>He falls. The grapes hang o'er his head,</p>
+<p>In clusters large, "Well! well!" he said,</p>
+<p>"You are but green, and hard as stone,</p>
+<p>And all my time away is thrown.</p>
+<p>I'll leave you to your solitude,</p>
+<p>You are not fit to make me food."</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/illus_117.png" width="400" height="332" alt="Illustration 117" title="You are not fit to make me food" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_116" id="Page_116">[116]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="mouse" id="mouse"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_118.png" width="400" height="281" alt="Illustration 118" title="The mouse and the weasel" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE MOUSE AND THE WEASEL</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A very</span> thin and hungry mouse,</p>
+<p class="indent">Into a granary stole,</p>
+<p>Where stood a basket full of grain,</p>
+<p class="indent b">In which was a small hole.</p>
+
+<p>After much squeezing he got in,</p>
+<p class="indent">And there he ate his fill;</p>
+<p>But when he tried to issue out,</p>
+<p class="indent b">The hole seemed smaller still.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_117" id="Page_117">[117]</a></span>A weasel who stood looking on,</p>
+<p class="indent">Cried out in sneering tone,</p>
+<p>"You can't come out, my little dear,</p>
+<p class="indent b">Until you've smaller grown.</p>
+
+<p>"You were half-starved when you crept in,</p>
+<p class="indent">And now you are quite stout;</p>
+<p>So cease to eat until you can,</p>
+<p class="indent">As you got in, get out."</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 250px;">
+<img src="images/illus_119.png" width="250" height="161" alt="Illustration 119" title="Cease to eat until yu can as you got in get out" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_118" id="Page_118">[118]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="miser" id="miser"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_120.png" width="400" height="274" alt="Illustration 120" title="The miser and his treasure" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE MISER AND HIS TREASURE.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p class="indent"><span class="smcap">In</span> a retired spot,</p>
+<p class="indent">A miser had got</p>
+<p>A very large treasure in store.</p>
+<p class="indent">And it was his delight,</p>
+<p class="indent">Each morn and each night,</p>
+<p class="b">To count it and add to it more.</p>
+
+<p class="indent">He had made the hole deep,</p>
+<p class="indent">And he thought none would peep,</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_119" id="Page_119">[119]</a></span>To find out his secret retreat.</p>
+<p class="indent">But a servant so sly,</p>
+<p class="indent">His master did spy,</p>
+<p class="b">And thought that his cunning he'd beat.</p>
+
+<p class="indent">So one dark winter night,</p>
+<p class="indent">He took out his light,</p>
+<p>And to the field hastened away;</p>
+<p class="indent">And he laughed in his sleeve,</p>
+<p class="indent">To think how 'twould grieve</p>
+<p class="b">His master to miss it next day.</p>
+
+<p class="indent">And indeed the distress</p>
+<p class="indent">Of his lord you may guess,</p>
+<p>For words can't describe it, I'm sure.</p>
+<p class="indent">He tore out his hair,</p>
+<p class="indent">Clasp'd his hands in despair</p>
+<p class="b">And cried he was ruined and poor.</p>
+
+<p class="indent">A man passing by,</p>
+<p class="indent">His grief chanced to spy;</p>
+<p>And told him, "'tis useless to mourn.</p>
+<p class="indent">You can look at the hole,</p>
+<p class="indent">To solace your soul,</p>
+<p class="b">Although all the money is gone."</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_120" id="Page_120">[120]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="jackdaw" id="jackdaw"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_122.png" width="400" height="281" alt="Illustration 122" title="The jackdaw and the peacocks" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE JACKDAW AND THE PEACOCKS.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Thus</span> Esop has the folly shown,</p>
+<p class="b">To build on merits not your own.</p>
+
+<p>A jackdaw, empty, pert and vain,</p>
+<p>Who held his equals in disdain,</p>
+<p>One day some beauteous feathers found,</p>
+<p>Left by a peacock on the ground.</p>
+<p>When in the gaudy plumage dress'd,</p>
+<p>The shallow thing his fortune bless'd;</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_121" id="Page_121">[121]</a></span>With stately gesture strode along,</p>
+<p>And boldly join'd the peacock throng;</p>
+<p>Who, his impertinence to pay,</p>
+<p>First stripp'd him, and then chas'd away.</p>
+<p>The crest-fall'n coxcomb homeward sneaks,</p>
+<p>And his forsaken comrades seeks;</p>
+<p>Where'er he comes, with scorn they leave him,</p>
+<p>And not a jackdaw will receive him.</p>
+<p>Says one he had disdain'd, at last,</p>
+<p>"Such as thou art, thou mightst have pass'd,</p>
+<p>And hadst not now been cast behind,</p>
+<p>The scorn and scandal of thy kind."</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/illus_123.png" width="200" height="229" alt="Illustration 123" title="The scorn and scandal of they kind" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_122" id="Page_122">[122]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 250px;"><a name="sparrow" id="sparrow"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_124.png" width="250" height="237" alt="Illustration 124" title="The sparrow and the hare" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE SPARROW AND THE HARE.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Who</span> dares another's ills deride,</p>
+<p>Had best against his own provide.</p>
+<p>An eagle pouncing on a hare,</p>
+<p>With piercing cries puss rends the air;</p>
+<p>When a pert sparrow from a tree,</p>
+<p>Insulted thus her misery:</p>
+<p>"Ho, ho! poor puss, thy boasted speed</p>
+<p>Has failed thee, then, in time of need!"</p>
+<p>Scarce had she spoke, when, like an arrow,</p>
+<p>A vulture darted on the sparrow.</p>
+<p>Ere the poor hare resign'd her breath,</p>
+<p>"This sight," she cried, "consoles in death</p>
+<p>&mdash;That thou, who hast my woes derided,</p>
+<p>My last of miseries hast divided!"</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_123" id="Page_123">[123]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="asslion" id="asslion"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_125.png" width="400" height="283" alt="Illustration 125" title="The ass and the lion" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE ASS AND THE LION.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Vain</span> boasters credit may surprise,</p>
+<p class="b">Till known; who knows them will despise.</p>
+
+<p>A lion once a hunting took</p>
+<p>An ass, and hid him in a nook.</p>
+<p>To drive the forest made him bray,</p>
+<p>That he might seize the passing prey.</p>
+<p>Long-ears set up such horrid cries,</p>
+<p>That every creature trembling flies;</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_124" id="Page_124">[124]</a></span>The lion, practised in his trade,</p>
+<p>Had soon abundant carnage made;</p>
+<p>Satiate with spoil, the ass he calls,</p>
+<p>And bid him cease his hideous brawls.</p>
+<p>The king he found with slaughter weary,</p>
+<p>Surrounded by his noble quarry,</p>
+<p>And, puffed with self-importance, said:</p>
+<p>"Sir, to some purpose I have bray'd!"</p>
+<p>"No ass more famously could do,"</p>
+<p>The lion says, "but thee I knew,</p>
+<p>Or I might have been frightened too."</p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 250px;">
+<img src="images/illus_126.png" width="250" height="173" alt="Illustration 126" title="But thee I knew or I might have been frightened too" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_125" id="Page_125">[125]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="stag" id="stag"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_127.png" width="400" height="274" alt="Illustration 127" title="The stag and the fountain" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE STAG AND THE FOUNTAIN.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">That</span> good from bad men rarely know,</p>
+<p class="b">This apologue may serve to show:</p>
+
+<p>A stag upon a fountain's side,</p>
+<p>Beheld his branching horns with pride;</p>
+<p>While of his spindle-shanks asham'd,</p>
+<p>Their disproportioned form he blam'd.</p>
+<p>Sudden he hears the hunter's cries,</p>
+<p>And to the forest nimbly flies.</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_126" id="Page_126">[126]</a></span>The woods receive their well-known guest.</p>
+<p>His tangled horns, his feet arrest;</p>
+<p>The hounds approach, and seize their prey;</p>
+<p>Who, dying, thus was heard to say:</p>
+<p>"Wretch that I am! too late I learn,</p>
+<p>How little we the truth discern!</p>
+<p>What would have saved me, I despis'd,</p>
+<p>And what has been my ruin, priz'd!"</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;">
+<img src="images/illus_128.png" width="300" height="300" alt="Illustration 128" title="What would have saved me I despised and what my ruin prized" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_127" id="Page_127">[127]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;"><a name="eagle" id="eagle"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_129.png" width="200" height="208" alt="Illustration 129" title="The eagle, the cat, and the sow" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE EAGLE, THE CAT, AND THE SOW.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Her</span> nest on high an eagle made</p>
+<p>Lower a cat her kittens laid;</p>
+<p>And at the bottom of the tree</p>
+<p>A sow dispos'd her progeny.</p>
+<p>Vile puss to gain her wicked ends,</p>
+<p>Much love for both of them pretends.</p>
+<p>First to the eagle's aerie mounts,</p>
+<p>And thus to her false alarms recounts:</p>
+<p>"Madam, in truth our dangerous state,</p>
+<p>'Tis with reluctance I relate;</p>
+<p>But things are really gone so far,</p>
+<p>Conceal them I no longer dare.</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_128" id="Page_128">[128]</a></span>Night after night the treacherous sow</p>
+<p>Our tree has undermined below;</p>
+<p>Ere long it cannot choose but fall,</p>
+<p>And then she hopes to eat us all."</p>
+<p>Successful when she saw her lies,</p>
+<p>Down to the bristly sow she hies;</p>
+<p>"My worthy neighbor!" crying out,</p>
+<p>"I pray you, mind what you're about,</p>
+<p>For to a certainty I know,</p>
+<p>The eagle waits but till you go,</p>
+<p>(The thing with great concern I say,)</p>
+<p>To make your little ones her prey."</p>
+<p>Suspicious dread when thus inspir'd,</p>
+<p>Puss to her hole all day retir'd;</p>
+<p>Stealing at night on silent paw,</p>
+<p>To stuff her own and kittens' maw.</p>
+<p>To stir nor sow nor eagle dare.</p>
+<p>What more? fell hunger ends their care;</p>
+<p>And long the mischief-making beast</p>
+<p class="b">With her base brood on carrion feast.</p>
+
+<p>Learn hence, ye simples, ere too late,</p>
+<p>What ills the double-tongued create.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_129" id="Page_129">[129]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 250px;"><a name="raven" id="raven"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_131.png" width="250" height="213" alt="Illustration 131" title="The eagle, the raven and the tortoise" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE EAGLE, THE RAVEN AND THE TORTOISE.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Who</span> in their foe united find</p>
+<p>Force, art, and a remorseless mind,</p>
+<p>Whate'er their strength and prowess be,</p>
+<p class="b">To perish stand in jeopardy.</p>
+
+<p>An eagle once a tortoise held,</p>
+<p>Safe in his horny house concealed,</p>
+<p>Which he in vain essayed to break</p>
+<p>With all the fury of his beak.</p>
+<p>As with his prey he wing'd the air,</p>
+<p>A wily raven ventur'd near:</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_130" id="Page_130">[130]</a></span>"Your prize is excellent," says she,</p>
+<p>"And if you'll give a share to me,</p>
+<p>I know, for all his iron hide,</p>
+<p>How we the dainty may divide."</p>
+<p>The bargain made, "On yonder wall,</p>
+<p>Down," says the raven, "let him fall."</p>
+<p>He listen'd to the hoary sinner;</p>
+<p class="b">And they on turtle made their dinner.</p>
+
+<p>Thus fraud and force their purpose gain,</p>
+<p>And nature fortifies in vain.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 250px;">
+<img src="images/illus_132.png" width="250" height="126" alt="Illustration 132" title="Fraud and force their purpose gain and nature fortifies in vain" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_131" id="Page_131">[131]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="fly" id="fly"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_133.png" width="400" height="316" alt="Illustration 133" title="The fly and the horse" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE FLY AND THE HORSE.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A fly</span> upon a coach-box seated,</p>
+<p>With arrogance the horses rated.</p>
+<p>"Advance!" cries out the paltry thing,</p>
+<p>"Unless you mean to feel my sting."</p>
+<p>"Not thee we heed," a horse replied,</p>
+<p>"But him whose skilful hand can guide</p>
+<p>The rein and whip. We better know</p>
+<p class="b">Than thee when we should stop or go."</p>
+
+<p>Thus men without or sense or weight,</p>
+<p>Think themselves born to rule the state.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_132" id="Page_132">[132]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;"><a name="esop" id="esop"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_134.png" width="200" height="181" alt="Illustration 134" title="Esop at play" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">ESOP AT PLAY.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">When</span> an Athenian Esop saw,</p>
+<p>Playing with school-boys once at taw,</p>
+<p>The man with laughter shook his sides;</p>
+<p>Esop the laughter thus derides:</p>
+<p>"Of this slack bow before you laid,</p>
+<p>The meaning, sprightly sir," he said,</p>
+<p>"Explain!" (A crowd had gather'd round.)</p>
+<p>Surpris'd, the man no answer found:</p>
+<p>He puzzled long, but all his wit</p>
+<p>Could on no explanation hit.</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_133" id="Page_133">[133]</a></span>The laugh on Esop's side; says he,</p>
+<p>"Why you this bow unbended see,</p>
+<p>It is because it needs must break,</p>
+<p>If always bent; so we must take</p>
+<p>Due relaxation, that the mind</p>
+<p class="b">Its vigor may when wanted find."</p>
+
+<p>He who in harmless sport employs</p>
+<p>A vacant hour, is not unwise.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;">
+<img src="images/illus_135.png" width="300" height="225" alt="Illustration 135" title="A vacant hour is not unwise" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_134" id="Page_134">[134]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="old" id="old"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_136.png" width="400" height="204" alt="Illustration 136" title="The old pilot and the sailors" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE OLD PILOT AND THE SAILORS.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">To</span> one complaining of his fate,</p>
+<p class="b">Esop this fable did relate.</p>
+
+<p>A ship by raging tempests toss'd,</p>
+<p>The seamen, giving all for lost,</p>
+<p>'Twas who should weep and pray the most.</p>
+<p>Grown calm at once the sky and sea,</p>
+<p>They shout in joyful extacy.</p>
+<p>The pilot, from experience wise,</p>
+<p>The giddy crew did thus advise:</p>
+<p>"Nor much rejoice, nor over grieve,</p>
+<p>But decently what comes receive;</p>
+<p>Since good and ill succeed so near,</p>
+<p>Meet ill with hope and good with fear."</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_135" id="Page_135">[135]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="crab" id="crab"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_137.png" width="400" height="274" alt="Illustration 137" title="The  crab and her daughter" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE CRAB AND HER DAUGHTER.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Not</span> what they hear, but what they see,</p>
+<p class="b">Will children and domestics be.</p>
+
+<p>A crab one day her daughter chid;</p>
+<p>"You never do as you are bid,</p>
+<p>Have I not told you o'er and o'er,</p>
+<p>That awkward gait to use no more?</p>
+<p>Learn, ninny, once for all to know,</p>
+<p>Folks forward and not backward go."</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_136" id="Page_136">[136]</a></span>"Mamma," says Miss, "how strange you talk!</p>
+<p>Have I not learn'd from you to walk?</p>
+<p>Were I to move the other way,</p>
+<p>How could I follow you I pray?"</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;">
+<img src="images/illus_138.png" width="300" height="315" alt="Illustration 138" title="Were I to move the other way, how could I follow you I pray" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_137" id="Page_137">[137]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="sun" id="sun"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_139.png" width="400" height="290" alt="Illustration 139" title="The sun and the wind" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE SUN AND THE WIND.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Phebus</span> and Boreas from on high</p>
+<p>Upon the road a traveller spy,</p>
+<p>Wearing a cloak for fear of rain.</p>
+<p>Says Boreas, "his precaution's vain</p>
+<p>'Gainst me, I'll show you for a joke</p>
+<p>How soon I'll make him quit his cloak."</p>
+<p>"Come on," says Phebus, "let us see</p>
+<p>Who best succeeds, or you or me."</p>
+<p>The wind to blow so fierce began,</p>
+<p>He almost had upset his man;</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_138" id="Page_138">[138]</a></span>But still his cloak, for all his roar,</p>
+<p>Was wrapp'd more closely than before.</p>
+<p>When Boreas what he could had done,</p>
+<p>"Now for my trial," says the Sun,</p>
+<p>And with his beams so warm'd the air,</p>
+<p>The man his mantle could not bear,</p>
+<p class="b">But open'd first, then threw aside.</p>
+
+<p>Learn hence, unbending sons of pride</p>
+<p>Persuasive manners will prevail,</p>
+<p>When menaces and bluster fail.</p>
+</div>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;">
+<img src="images/illus_140.png" width="300" height="300" alt="Illustration 140" title="Persuasive manners will prevail when menaces and bluster fail" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_139" id="Page_139">[139]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="pots" id="pots"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_141.png" width="400" height="277" alt="Illustration 141" title="The two pots" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE TWO POTS.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Forc'd</span> on a stream to make their way,</p>
+<p>To pot of brass says pot of clay:</p>
+<p>"Since brass is stout and clay is frail,</p>
+<p>Pray let us at a distance sail.</p>
+<p>Not your intention that I fear</p>
+<p>Sir Brass," adds humble Earthenware,</p>
+<p>"While the winds leave you to yourself;</p>
+<p>But woe betide my ribs of delf,</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_140" id="Page_140">[140]</a></span>If it should dash our sides together;</p>
+<p>For mine would be the damage, whether</p>
+<p>Their force should you or I impel;</p>
+<p class="b">To pray proceed, and fare you well."</p>
+
+<p>Learn hence, ye folks of low estate,</p>
+<p>To keep due distance from the great.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/illus_142.png" width="200" height="168" alt="Illustration 142" title="Folks of low estate keep due distance from the great" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_141" id="Page_141">[141]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="hercules" id="hercules"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_143.png" width="400" height="278" alt="Illustration 143" title="Hercules and the carter" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">HERCULES AND THE CARTER.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">His</span> cart bemired, a carter pray'd</p>
+<p>To Hercules to come and aid.</p>
+<p>"Up!" says the God, "thou lazy dog.</p>
+<p>And lift the axle from the bog;</p>
+<p>Think'st thou Gods nothing have to do</p>
+<p>But listen to such knaves as you?"</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_142" id="Page_142">[142]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="ant" id="ant"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_144.png" width="400" height="271" alt="Illustration 144" title="The ant and the grasshopper" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE ANT AND THE GRASSHOPPER.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">From</span> a wise emmet, well sustain'd</p>
+<p>On what her industry had gain'd,</p>
+<p>A grasshopper some aid desir'd.</p>
+<p>"What was his trade?" the ant inquir'd.</p>
+<p>"I've none," the grasshopper replied;</p>
+<p>"I range the country far and wide,</p>
+<p>Singing all day from door to door,</p>
+<p>And have no time to form a store."</p>
+<p>Shutting her granaries, says the ant,</p>
+<p>"No wonder, friend, you are in want;</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_143" id="Page_143">[143]</a></span>He who all summer sings, may chance</p>
+<p class="b">In winter to be forc'd to dance."</p>
+
+<p>To spend his time in idle song,</p>
+<p>The thoughtless grasshopper was wrong;</p>
+<p>And not to give a small supply,</p>
+<p>The emmet mean and niggardly.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/illus_145.png" width="400" height="298" alt="Illustration 145" title="The grasshopper was wrong and the emmet mean and niggardly" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_144" id="Page_144">[144]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="pitcher" id="pitcher"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_146.png" width="400" height="237" alt="Illustration 146" title="The crow and the pitcher" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE CROW AND THE PITCHER.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Patience</span> and ingenuity</p>
+<p class="b">The want of natural means supply.</p>
+
+<p>A thirsty crow some water found,</p>
+<p>But in a vessel so profound,</p>
+<p>That with her neck at utmost stretch,</p>
+<p>A single drop she could not reach.</p>
+<p>Then stones she in the pitcher places,</p>
+<p>Which to the top the water raises;</p>
+<p>And by this innocent device</p>
+<p>Her thirst at leisure satisfies.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_145" id="Page_145">[145]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="angler" id="angler"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_147.png" width="400" height="254" alt="Illustration 147" title="The angler and the little fish" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE ANGLER AND THE LITTLE FISH.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">An</span> angler a small salmon caught,</p>
+<p>Who with much earnestness besought</p>
+<p>That he would let her go: says she,</p>
+<p>"What can you do with such as me!</p>
+<p>Next year when grown a little bigger,</p>
+<p>I in your bag might make a figure."</p>
+<p>The prudent man replied, "No, no;</p>
+<p>Into my pouch, though small, you go.</p>
+<p>A bird in hand is better far,</p>
+<p>Than two that in the bushes are."</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_146" id="Page_146">[146]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;"><a name="frogfox" id="frogfox"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_148.png" width="300" height="239" alt="Illustration 148" title="The frog and the fox" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE FROG AND THE FOX.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Let</span> us our own defects amend,</p>
+<p class="b">Ere to guide others we pretend.</p>
+
+<p>A sallow, wrinkl'd, spotted frog,</p>
+<p>To turn physician left the bog.</p>
+<p>"He every malady could cure,"</p>
+<p>He said, "that animals endure."</p>
+<p>"First on yourself your science show,"</p>
+<p>Says Reynard: "that the world may know</p>
+<p>Your skill and knowledge, pray begin</p>
+<p>Of those foul spots to clear your skin:</p>
+<p>For while you look so sick and pale,</p>
+<p>To vend your drugs you'll ne'er prevail."</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_147" id="Page_147">[147]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="ape" id="ape"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_149.png" width="400" height="287" alt="Illustration 148" title="The ape and her young ones" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE APE AND HER YOUNG ONES.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">An</span> ape had cubs; one much she lov'd,</p>
+<p>The other small affection prov'd.</p>
+<p>Alarm'd, she hears the hunter's cries;</p>
+<p>And catching up her darling flies:</p>
+<p>Through fear she stumbled o'er some stones</p>
+<p>And broke the little favorite's bones;</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_148" id="Page_148">[148]</a></span>The other to her back who clung</p>
+<p class="b">Uninjured went with her along.</p>
+
+<p>Mothers, beware! the fondl'd child</p>
+<p>By too much tenderness is spoil'd;</p>
+<p>While those who hardships have endur'd,</p>
+<p>To suffer life are best inur'd.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/illus_150.png" width="400" height="317" alt="Illustration 150" title="While those who hardships have endured to suffer life are best inurred" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_149" id="Page_149">[149]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="fir" id="fir"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_151.png" width="400" height="297" alt="Illustration 151" title="The fir tree and the thorn" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE FIR TREE AND THE THORN.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">The</span> lowly and contented state</p>
+<p class="b">Is farthest from the wounds of fate.</p>
+
+<p>A fir tree upon a humble thorn</p>
+<p>From his high top look'd down with scorn.</p>
+<p>"For loftiest fanes we grow," she said,</p>
+<p>"Of us the tallest masts are made,</p>
+<p>While thou, poor bramble, canst produce</p>
+<p>Nothing of ornament or use."</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_150" id="Page_150">[150]</a></span>"Great tree," the modest thorn replied,</p>
+<p>"When the sharp axe shall pierce your side,</p>
+<p>In vain you then may wish to be</p>
+<p>Unsought-for, and unknown like me."</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/illus_152.png" width="400" height="297" alt="Illustration 152" title="In vain you then may wish to be" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_151" id="Page_151">[151]</a></span></p>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="skin" id="skin"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_153.png" width="400" height="294" alt="Illustration 153" title="The ass in the lion&#39;s skin" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE ASS IN THE LION'S SKIN.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Fools</span> may on other fools impose;</p>
+<p class="b">The sage their real value knows.</p>
+
+<p>An ass once found a lion's skin,</p>
+<p>And rolling up himself therein,</p>
+<p>From every fold that he came nigh,</p>
+<p>Made flocks, and herds, and shepherds fly.</p>
+<p>Ranging the country round, at last</p>
+<p>He meets his master where he pass'd,</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_152" id="Page_152">[152]</a></span>Who long-ears instantly descries</p>
+<p>Through his magnificent disguise:</p>
+<p>Laying his cudgel on his side,</p>
+<p>"Get home, thou stupid fool," he cried:</p>
+<p>"With others for a lion pass;</p>
+<p>I know thee for an arrant ass."</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/illus_154.png" width="400" height="368" alt="Illustration 154" title="I know thee for an arrant ass" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_153" id="Page_153">[153]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="manger" id="manger"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_155.png" width="400" height="267" alt="Illustration 155" title="The dog in the manger" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE DOG IN THE MANGER.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A mastiff</span> in a stable lay,</p>
+<p>Couch'd on a manger full of hay.</p>
+<p>When any thing drew near to eat,</p>
+<p>He quickly forced it to retreat.</p>
+<p>An ox then cried, "detested creature,</p>
+<p>How vile is thy malignant nature,</p>
+<p>Which will not others let enjoy</p>
+<p>That which thou never canst employ!"</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_154" id="Page_154">[154]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="stagvine" id="stagvine"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_156.png" width="400" height="273" alt="Illustration 156" title="The stag and the vine" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE STAG AND THE VINE.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A stag</span> pursued with horn and hound</p>
+<p>In a thick vineyard shelter found.</p>
+<p>Soon as he thought the danger past,</p>
+<p>He on the vine began to feast.</p>
+<p>The huntsman hears the rustling noise,</p>
+<p>And through half-eaten leaves descries</p>
+<p>His branching horns, the pack recalls,</p>
+<p>And merited the creature falls</p>
+<p class="b">To his ingratitude a prey.</p>
+
+<p>Those their protectors who betray,</p>
+<p>Unpitying, all the world will see</p>
+<p>Consign'd to death and infamy.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_155" id="Page_155">[155]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="mischievous" id="mischievous"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_157.png" width="400" height="280" alt="Illustration 157" title="The mischievous dog" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE MISCHIEVOUS DOG.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Titles</span> and ribands, bought with shame,</p>
+<p>Folly and vice but more proclaim.</p>
+<p>A man who own'd a vicious dog,</p>
+<p>Upon his collar fix'd a log,</p>
+<p>Which the vain cur supposed to be</p>
+<p>A note of worth and dignity.</p>
+<p>A mastiff saw his foolish pride;</p>
+<p>"Puppy," indignantly he cried,</p>
+<p>"That thing is put about your neck</p>
+<p>Your mischievous designs to check;</p>
+<p>And to who see you to declare,</p>
+<p>Of what a currish race you are."</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_156" id="Page_156">[156]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;"><a name="sick" id="sick"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_158.png" width="300" height="236" alt="Illustration 158" title="The sick man and the physician" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE SICK MAN AND THE PHYSICIAN.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Woe</span> to the land where those who guide,</p>
+<p>To please the people's foolish pride,</p>
+<p>Persuade them there is nought to dread,</p>
+<p class="b">When ruin threatens o'er their head.</p>
+
+<p>A patient, ask'd to tell his pains,</p>
+<p>Of thirst and shivering cold complains.</p>
+<p>"'Tis very good," the doctor said;</p>
+<p>"He has but to remain in bed,</p>
+<p>And take the med'cines I shall send,</p>
+<p>The thing will soon be at an end."</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_157" id="Page_157">[157]</a></span>When next the question was repeated,</p>
+<p>The man complain'd he much was heated;</p>
+<p>"This," cried the leech, "is better still!"</p>
+<p>And thus to each increasing ill,</p>
+<p>"That it was going well," he cried,</p>
+<p>Till the poor martyr sunk and died.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/illus_159.png" width="400" height="293" alt="Illustration 159" title="Was going well till the poor martyr sunk and died" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_158" id="Page_158">[158]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="farmer" id="farmer"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_160.png" width="400" height="273" alt="Illustration 160" title="The farmer and his sons" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE FARMER AND HIS SONS.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Work</span>, work, my boys, with hand and mind!</p>
+<p class="b">Your labors you will fruitful find.</p>
+
+<p>A husbandman, about to die,</p>
+<p>Call'd on his children to come nigh:</p>
+<p>"I leave," he says, "a small estate,</p>
+<p>But wherewithal to make it great:</p>
+<p>For know, a treasure it contains,</p>
+<p>If you to search will take the pains."</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_159" id="Page_159">[159]</a></span>He died. The sons dug all the ground,</p>
+<p>And there no hidden treasure found;</p>
+<p>But so productive was the soil,</p>
+<p>The crop by far o'erpaid the toil.</p>
+<p>Says one, when they the corn had sold,</p>
+<p>"This treasure 'twas our sire foretold!"</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/illus_161.png" width="200" height="185" alt="Illustration 161" title="The drop by far overpaid the toil" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_160" id="Page_160">[160]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;"><a name="swallow" id="swallow"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_162.png" width="300" height="233" alt="Illustration 162" title="The Swallow and the birds" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE SWALLOW AND THE BIRDS.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Those</span> who of guides stand most in need,</p>
+<p class="b">Are least inclin'd advice to heed.</p>
+
+<p>A travell'd swallow, learn'd and wise,</p>
+<p>To all his feather'd neighbors cries:</p>
+<p>"See you yon laborers there below;</p>
+<p>What is it, think ye, that they sow?</p>
+<p>'Tis hemp, my friends; of which are made</p>
+<p>The nets that for us all are laid;</p>
+<p>The moment yonder men are gone,</p>
+<p>Then pick the seeds up one by one."</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_161" id="Page_161">[161]</a></span>The gay inhabitants of air</p>
+<p>For his precaution little care.</p>
+<p>The seedling sprung; again the swallow</p>
+<p>Urges his good advice to follow;</p>
+<p>Again his counsel they deride.</p>
+<p>The plants full grown, and cut, and dried,</p>
+<p>Beaten and spun, the nets were made,</p>
+<p>And the unwary birds betray'd,</p>
+<p>Regretting, in their hapless fate,</p>
+<p class="b">Their incredulity too late.</p>
+
+<p>Learn hence the danger to foresee,</p>
+<p>Nor wait for their maturity.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;">
+<img src="images/illus_163.png" width="300" height="216" alt="Illustration 163" title="Learn hence the danger to foresee" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_162" id="Page_162">[162]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="boasting" id="boasting"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_164.png" width="400" height="329" alt="Illustration 164" title="The boasting traveller" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE BOASTING TRAVELLER.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A fellow</span> who abroad had been,</p>
+<p>Told marvels he had done and seen:</p>
+<p>"When resident at Rhodes," he said,</p>
+<p>"A leap of twenty yards he made</p>
+<p>Over a barrier ten feet high;</p>
+<p>A dozen witnesses were by."</p>
+<p>"Come on," says one, at the same table,</p>
+<p>"Yon ditch and fence to o'erleap you're able.</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_163" id="Page_163">[163]</a></span>They're not, by much, so high or wide;</p>
+<p>Here let the experiment be tried.</p>
+<p>Suppose yourself at Rhodes, and we</p>
+<p>Your faithful witnesses will be."</p>
+<p>The man replied, "that he to-day</p>
+<p class="b">Was not quite well," and stole away.</p>
+
+<p>Who boast of what they cannot do</p>
+<p>Both knavery and folly show.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;">
+<img src="images/illus_165.png" width="300" height="252" alt="Illustration 165" title="Who boast of what they cannot do both knavery and folly show" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_164" id="Page_164">[164]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="oldwoman" id="oldwoman"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_166.png" width="400" height="279" alt="Illustration 166" title="The old woman and her maids" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE OLD WOMAN AND HER MAIDS.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Better</span> known evils to endure,</p>
+<p class="b">Than seek by wrong a doubtful cure.</p>
+
+<p>A thrifty dame her maids awoke</p>
+<p>At the first crowing of the cock.</p>
+<p>They of such early rising tir'd,</p>
+<p>To kill the harmless cock conspir'd.</p>
+<p>The dame, to hear him crow in wait,</p>
+<p>Next morning lay in bed till eight.</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_165" id="Page_165">[165]</a></span>But when she knew the trick they had play'd,</p>
+<p>She caused a larum to be made,</p>
+<p>And rung it daily in their ears</p>
+<p>Two hours before the dawn appears.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/illus_167.png" width="200" height="241" alt="Illustration 167" title="Rung it daily in their ears two hours before the dawn appears" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_166" id="Page_166">[166]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="industry" id="industry"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_168.png" width="400" height="286" alt="Illustration 168" title="Industry and sloth" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">INDUSTRY AND SLOTH.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Insidious</span> sloth her object gains,</p>
+<p class="b">If but a hearing she obtains.</p>
+
+<p>A youth ask'd why so long in bed?</p>
+<p>"I listen to a cause," he said;</p>
+<p>"As soon as I unclose my eyes.</p>
+<p>First industry excites to rise."</p>
+<p>"Up, up," she says, "to meet the sun,</p>
+<p>Your task of yesterday's undone!"</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_167" id="Page_167">[167]</a></span>"Lie still," cries sloth, "it is not warm,</p>
+<p>An hour's more sleep can do no harm;</p>
+<p>You will have time your work to do,</p>
+<p>And leisure for amusement too."</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/illus_169.png" width="400" height="293" alt="Illustration 169" title="You will have tme your work to do and leisure for amusement too" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_168" id="Page_168">[168]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="shepherd" id="shepherd"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_170.png" width="400" height="245" alt="Illustration 170" title="The Shepherd turned merchant" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE SHEPHERD TURNED MERCHANT.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Fair</span> weather sailors, keep at home,</p>
+<p class="b">For be assur'd the storm will come.</p>
+
+<p>A shepherd of an inland breed</p>
+<p>Brought to the coast his flocks to feed;</p>
+<p>The beauty of a summer sea,</p>
+<p>A merchant tempted him to be.</p>
+<p>He sold his sheep, and with the sale</p>
+<p>Purchas'd of dates an ample bale.</p>
+<p>He sail'd; a furious tempest rose;</p>
+<p>Into the sea his dates he throws;</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_169" id="Page_169">[169]</a></span>And swimming from the bark to land,</p>
+<p>Arrives half dead upon the strand.</p>
+<p>To one, soon afterwards who stood</p>
+<p>Pleas'd with the calmness of the flood,</p>
+<p>"Aye, aye," the simple shepherd said</p>
+<p>"With dates again it would be fed."</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/illus_171.png" width="400" height="277" alt="Illustration 171" title="With dates again it would be fed" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_170" id="Page_170">[170]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;"><a name="spendthrift" id="spendthrift"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_172.png" width="200" height="203" alt="Illustration 172" title="The spendthrift and the swallow" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE SPENDTHRIFT AND THE SWALLOW.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A fool</span> who all had thrown away,</p>
+<p>When wandering pennyless one day,</p>
+<p>Perceived a swallow. "Ho," says he,</p>
+<p>"Summer is come at last I see!"</p>
+<p>And to a Jew his mantle sold.</p>
+<p>Next day it was severely cold:</p>
+<p>Starv'd as he walk'd, the bird he found</p>
+<p>Frozen to death upon the ground.</p>
+<p>"Ah! what a fool was I," he cried,</p>
+<p class="b">"When on one swallow I relied!"</p>
+
+<p>Those who too readily believe,</p>
+<p>For their credulity may grieve.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_171" id="Page_171">[171]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="eaglecrow" id="eaglecrow"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_173.png" width="400" height="281" alt="Illustration 173" title="The eagle and the crow" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE EAGLE AND THE CROW.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">The</span> wise well know their force to weigh,</p>
+<p class="b">Nor what they cannot do, essay.</p>
+
+<p>A carrion crow an eagle saw</p>
+<p>Seize on a lamb with beak and claw.</p>
+<p>Conceiving he could better do,</p>
+<p>He pounces on a well fed ewe;</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_172" id="Page_172">[172]</a></span>But he and not the sheep was caught;</p>
+<p>For when to fly with it he sought,</p>
+<p>His feet entangled in the wool,</p>
+<p>The shepherd seiz'd the helpless fool.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 250px;">
+<img src="images/illus_174.png" width="250" height="271" alt="Illustration 174" title="The shepherd seized the helpless fool" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_173" id="Page_173">[173]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="wolfshepherd" id="wolfshepherd"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_175.png" width="400" height="278" alt="Illustration 175" title="The wolf and the shepherd boy" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE WOLF AND THE SHEPHERD'S BOY.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">In</span> wantonness a shepherd's boy</p>
+<p>Alarm'd the neighbor's with his cry;</p>
+<p>"The wolf! the wolf!" And when they came,</p>
+<p>Of their lost labor made his game.</p>
+<p>At last the wolf when there indeed,</p>
+<p>His real cries they did not heed;</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_174" id="Page_174">[174]</a></span>He and his flock a prey were made,</p>
+<p class="b">And for his lies he dearly paid.</p>
+
+<p>Those who are known to have deceiv'd,</p>
+<p>When they speak truth, are not believ'd.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/illus_176.png" width="400" height="233" alt="Illustration 176" title="Those who are known to have deceived when they speak the truth are not believed" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_175" id="Page_175">[175]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 518px;"><a name="tail" id="tail"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_177.png" width="518" height="356" alt="Illustration 177" title="The fox without a tail" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE FOX WITHOUT A TAIL.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Fashions</span> and modes we often see,</p>
+<p>Made to conceal deformity:</p>
+<p>Those to whom nature has been kind,</p>
+<p class="b">Should leave such fopperies behind.</p>
+
+<p>A fox who in a trap was taken,</p>
+<p>Resign'd his brush to save his bacon.</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_176" id="Page_176">[176]</a></span>Ashamed that all the world should know</p>
+<p>His cunning had been cheated so,</p>
+<p>To an assembly of the nation</p>
+<p>He made the following oration:</p>
+<p>"I oft have thought the tails we wear</p>
+<p>A troublesome appendage are;</p>
+<p>Where's their utility, I pray?</p>
+<p>They serve but to obstruct our way.</p>
+<p>Nor ornamental do I find,</p>
+<p>To drag this ponderous length behind.</p>
+<p>For my part, without more debate,</p>
+<p>I move our tails we amputate."</p>
+<p>"Please, sir, to show yourself behind,"</p>
+<p>(Says one to smoke the jest inclin'd,</p>
+<p>And who discovered what it was)</p>
+<p>"We there perhaps shall see the cause,</p>
+<p>Ere we your prudent counsel take,</p>
+<p>Why you this curious motion make?"</p>
+<p>His bare posteriors when they found,</p>
+<p>Loud laughter shook the benches round;</p>
+<p>Nor could the fox without a tail</p>
+<p>To introduce the mode prevail.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_177" id="Page_177">[177]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="oyster" id="oyster"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_179.png" width="400" height="260" alt="Illustration 179" title="The men and the oyster" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE MEN AND THE OYSTER.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Any</span> partition better make,</p>
+<p class="b">Than <i>all</i> the hungry law should take.</p>
+
+<p>By the sea side two travellers found</p>
+<p>A fine large oyster on the ground;</p>
+<p>His claim each obstinately lays:</p>
+<p>"I saw it first," one eager says;</p>
+<p>"I pick'd it up," the other cries;</p>
+<p>"Mine"&mdash;"Mine is certainly the prize."</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_178" id="Page_178">[178]</a></span>They talk'd as usual, loud and long;</p>
+<p>And more they reason'd, more were wrong;</p>
+<p>Till they a neighboring lawyer see</p>
+<p>Passing, and mutually agree</p>
+<p>To take him for their referee.</p>
+<p>With legal dignity of face,</p>
+<p>He heard them both relate the case;</p>
+<p>"Your claims are good," then gravely said,</p>
+<p>"And a brave lawsuit would have made</p>
+<p>Which to prefer I cannot tell,</p>
+<p>So each of you must take a shell;</p>
+<p>And, as the oyster is but one,</p>
+<p>That I myself will swallow down;</p>
+<p>To stink it otherwise had lain,</p>
+<p>And all your cash been spent in vain;</p>
+<p>You're cheaply off; go home content;</p>
+<p>And faith the fish was excellent."</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_179" id="Page_179">[179]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="shepherddog" id="shepherddog"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_181.png" width="400" height="239" alt="Illustration 181" title="The shepherd and his dog" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE SHEPHERD AND HIS DOG.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A dog</span> his master so deceiv'd,</p>
+<p>He was the best of curs believ'd.</p>
+<p>The flock was trusted to his care,</p>
+<p>Whene'er the shepherd was not there.</p>
+<p>And in the house, a favored guest,</p>
+<p>He always fed upon the best.</p>
+<p>The treacherous guard his charge betray'd</p>
+<p>And on the sheep in secret prey'd.</p>
+<p>The master, when the crime was prov'd,</p>
+<p>With double indignation mov'd,</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_180" id="Page_180">[180]</a></span>About his neck the halter tied</p>
+<p>Himself: the dog for mercy cried;</p>
+<p>"You let the wolf escape," he said,</p>
+<p>"Who much more slaughter oft has made."</p>
+<p>"Wretch!" says the man, "the wolf declares</p>
+<p>Hostility, and boldly dares;</p>
+<p>He has no confidence abused:</p>
+<p>But, coward, thou my trust hast used:</p>
+<p>Against myself! and on this tree</p>
+<p>Without delay shalt hanged be."</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 250px;">
+<img src="images/illus_182.png" width="250" height="182" alt="Illustration 182" title="Without delay shalt hanged be" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_181" id="Page_181">[181]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;"><a name="countryman" id="countryman"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_183.png" width="300" height="219" alt="Illustration 183" title="The countryman and the justice" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE COUNTRYMAN AND THE JUSTICE.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">The</span> law still lends the readiest aid,</p>
+<p class="b">When well her ministers are paid.</p>
+
+<p>A countryman, by power oppress'd,</p>
+<p>Seeking to have his wrongs redress'd,</p>
+<p>Oft to the justice went in vain;</p>
+<p>Admittance he could ne'er obtain,</p>
+<p>But still was bid again to come;</p>
+<p>"Unwell"&mdash;"engag'd"&mdash;or "not home!"</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_182" id="Page_182">[182]</a></span>The wily rustic took a kid</p>
+<p>One day, and in a basket hid;</p>
+<p>And when he to the house drew near,</p>
+<p>Began to pinch him by the ear,</p>
+<p>So that the porter, from the hall,</p>
+<p>Might hear the little fatling squall;</p>
+<p>The man his master's mind who knew,</p>
+<p>Open'd the door and let him through.</p>
+<p>The shepherd, laughing as he pass'd,</p>
+<p>Says to his kid, "Thy cries at last</p>
+<p>An audience for my wrongs obtain;</p>
+<p>Thy flesh, perhaps, redress will gain."</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/illus_184.png" width="200" height="183" alt="Illustration 184" title="Thy flesh perhaps, redress will gain" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_183" id="Page_183">[183]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="cockfox" id="cockfox"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_185.png" width="400" height="279" alt="Illustration 185" title="The cock and the fox" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE COCK AND THE FOX.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">The</span> world applauds the lucky hit,</p>
+<p class="b">When it beholds the biter bit.</p>
+
+<p>A treach'rous fox invited down</p>
+<p>A cock, who on a tree had flown.</p>
+<p>"Do you not know, my friend," says he,</p>
+<p>"Bird, beast, fish, reptile, man agree,</p>
+<p>To live henceforth in amity?<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_184" id="Page_184">[184]</a></span></p>
+<p>Come down and celebrate the day."</p>
+<p>"Troth," quoth the cock, "you truly say;</p>
+<p>For hounds I see come o'er the dell,</p>
+<p>With open mouths, the news to tell."</p>
+<p>"Adieu," says Ren. "'Tis best to go;</p>
+<p>Those dogs the treaty may not know."</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;">
+<img src="images/illus_186.png" width="300" height="345" alt="Illustration 186" title="Those dogs the treaty may not know" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_185" id="Page_185">[185]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 350px;"><a name="blind" id="blind"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_187.png" width="350" height="263" alt="Illustration 187" title="The blind man and the lame" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE BLIND MAN AND THE LAME.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Who</span> kind assistance give and take,</p>
+<p class="b">Life's arduous journey best will make.</p>
+
+<p>Two men, one blind, the other lame,</p>
+<p>To pass a ford together came.</p>
+<p>The stream was rapid, and the way</p>
+<p>Obliquely thwart the current lay;</p>
+<p>To his companion says the blind,</p>
+<p>"Yon winding road I ne'er shall find."<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_186" id="Page_186">[186]</a></span></p>
+<p>"Nor my poor limbs," the lame replied,</p>
+<p>"The current's rapid force abide."</p>
+<p>"Come," says the blind, "my loins are strong,</p>
+<p>I'll bear you on my back along,</p>
+<p>While you to guide me give the word;"</p>
+<p>And thus they safely cross'd the ford.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/illus_188.png" width="400" height="287" alt="Illustration 188" title="And thus they safely crossed the ford" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_187" id="Page_187">[187]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="serpent" id="serpent"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_189.png" width="400" height="272" alt="Illustration 189" title="The man and the serpent" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE MAN AND THE SERPENT.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">There's</span> in the world a cursed race,</p>
+<p>Of nature so perverse and base,</p>
+<p>If from the gallows you should save,</p>
+<p class="b">A dangerous enemy you have.</p>
+
+<p>A countryman a serpent found,</p>
+<p>Stiffen'd with frost upon the ground,</p>
+<p>And took her home; but when the fire</p>
+<p>Began new vigor to inspire,</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_188" id="Page_188">[188]</a></span>Swelling her neck with angry eyes,</p>
+<p>She fills the cot with hissing cries.</p>
+<p>The rustic then his axe did take,</p>
+<p>"Is this then the return you make?</p>
+<p>Is this your gratitude?" he said,</p>
+<p>And knock'd the reptile on the head.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;">
+<img src="images/illus_190.png" width="300" height="241" alt="Illustration 190" title="Knocked the reptile on the head" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_189" id="Page_189">[189]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="streams" id="streams"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_191.png" width="400" height="225" alt="Illustration 191" title="The two streams" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE TWO STREAMS.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Those</span> who display much dash and din,</p>
+<p class="b">Have seldom any thing within.</p>
+
+<p>A weary traveller, one day,</p>
+<p>Cross'd o'er a river in his way;</p>
+<p>Alarm'd to see the foaming tide</p>
+<p>Dashing o'er rocks from side to side,</p>
+<p>Nevertheless, his course to keep,</p>
+<p>He ventur'd in with trembling step;</p>
+<p>And found the water neither deep,</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_190" id="Page_190">[190]</a></span>Nor footing bad; and got well o'er.</p>
+<p>When he had travell'd some leagues more,</p>
+<p>He to another river came,</p>
+<p>That smoothly flowed, a silent stream:</p>
+<p>This he thought easily to pass;</p>
+<p>But ere he in the middle was,</p>
+<p>He plunged into a gulf profound,</p>
+<p>And for his feet no bottom found;</p>
+<p>But, forced to swim with all his might,</p>
+<p>Got to the shore in piteous plight.</p>
+</div>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_191" id="Page_191">[191]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 250px;">
+<img src="images/illus_192.png" width="250" height="191" alt="Illustration 192" title="Got to the shore in piteous plight" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="sot" id="sot"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_193.png" width="400" height="298" alt="Illustration 193" title="The sot and his wife" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE SOT AND HIS WIFE.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p class="b"><span class="smcap">Inveterate</span> sin is seldom cur'd.</p>
+
+<p>A wife had long a sot endur'd,</p>
+<p>Who all his time in taverns spent,</p>
+<p>While his affairs in ruin went.</p>
+<p>Once as insensible he lay,</p>
+<p>She dress'd him in a corpse's array,</p>
+<p>And with the undertaker's aid,</p>
+<p>Into a burying vault convey'd.</p>
+<p>The fumes dispersed, the man awakes;</p>
+<p>All for reality he takes.</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_192" id="Page_192">[192]</a></span>When by the glimmering of a lamp</p>
+<p>He saw his mansion drear and damp,</p>
+<p>Reflecting how his life had pass'd,</p>
+<p>A forced repentance came at last.</p>
+<p>The wife, with suited voice and dress,</p>
+<p>Presented an infernal mess:</p>
+<p>"Good Trap, pray take away your meat;</p>
+<p>I have no appetite to eat,"</p>
+<p>He cried, "but faith I'm devilish dry:</p>
+<p>Can't you a bowl of wine supply?"</p>
+<p>The woman, seeing all was vain,</p>
+<p>Restor'd him to his casks again:</p>
+<p>Consol'd with certainty, that he</p>
+<p>Ere long a real corpse must be.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;">
+<img src="images/illus_194.png" width="300" height="218" alt="Illustration 194" title="Consoled with certainty that he ere long a real corpse must be" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_193" id="Page_193">[193]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="sons" id="sons"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_195.png" width="400" height="277" alt="Illustration 195" title="The farmr and his quarrelsome sons" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE FARMER AND HIS QUARRELSOME SONS.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="b">Three</span> sons an honest farmer had;</p>
+<p>And it so happen'd, ne'er a lad</p>
+<p>Could with the other two agree;</p>
+<p>All quarrelling perpetually.</p>
+<p>Their time in idle contest spent,</p>
+<p>Garden and farm to ruin went;</p>
+<p>And the good farmer and his wife</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_194" id="Page_194">[194]</a></span>Led but a miserable life.</p>
+<p>One day as this unhappy sire</p>
+<p>Sat musing by his evening fire,</p>
+<p>He saw some twigs in bundles stand,</p>
+<p>Tied for the basket-maker's hand.</p>
+<p>Taking up one: "My boys," says he,</p>
+<p>"Which is the strongest, let me see;</p>
+<p>He who this bundle breaks in twain,</p>
+<p>The preference, and this prize shall gain,"</p>
+<p>(Showing a pair of Sunday shoes.)</p>
+<p>The rivals every effort use</p>
+<p>In vain. Their utmost force when tried,</p>
+<p>The father took the twigs untied,</p>
+<p>And giving to them one by one,</p>
+<p>The work immediately was done.</p>
+<p>"Yon twigs," he says, "that broken lie,</p>
+<p>This useful lesson may supply:</p>
+<p>That those in amity who live,</p>
+<p>And succor to each other give,</p>
+<p>Double their forces to resist</p>
+<p>Oppression, and their work assist."</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_195" id="Page_195">[195]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="fig" id="fig"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_197.png" width="400" height="285" alt="Illustration 197" title="The fig tree and the flowering shrub" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE FIG TREE AND THE FLOWERING SHRUB.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Flowers</span> which many leaves display,</p>
+<p class="b">In fruitless beauty fade away.</p>
+
+<p>Cries one of these, with saucy sneer,</p>
+<p>To a plain fig-tree growing near,</p>
+<p>"How comes it, honest friend, that thou</p>
+<p>Dost in the spring no blossoms show?"</p>
+<p>Says he, "I keep them out of view,</p>
+<p>For fear I should resemble you,</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_196" id="Page_196">[196]</a></span>And in the autumn nought produce</p>
+<p class="b">Of permanence and solid use."</p>
+
+<p>Who soon and much essay to shine,</p>
+<p>May dread a premature decline.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/illus_198.png" width="400" height="265" alt="Illustration 198" title="May dread a premature decline" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_197" id="Page_197">[197]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="landlord" id="landlord"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_199.png" width="400" height="304" alt="Illustration 199" title="The farmer and the landlord" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE FARMER AND THE LANDLORD.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A farmer</span> of an honest fame,</p>
+<p>One morning to his landlord came:</p>
+<p>"Alas, my lord," he weeping said,</p>
+<p>"Gored by my bull, your ox is dead.</p>
+<p>What must be done?" "The case is plain,"</p>
+<p>Replies the lord; "the creature slain,</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_198" id="Page_198">[198]</a></span>The owner of the bull must pay;</p>
+<p>Let it be done without delay."</p>
+<p>"Heav'n give your worship long to live!</p>
+<p>I hope you will a good one give,</p>
+<p>For mine was good!" "How! your's, my friend?</p>
+<p>Let me your story comprehend:</p>
+<p>Your bull, you say, my ox has gored?"</p>
+<p>"Forgive me the mistake, my lord,</p>
+<p>In my confusion I have made;</p>
+<p>Mine was the ox that must be paid;</p>
+<p>But 'tis all one&mdash;what's just for me</p>
+<p>The same must for your worship be:</p>
+<p>I'll tell the steward what you say."</p>
+<p>"Not yet&mdash;we'll think of it to-day.</p>
+<p>Further inquiry must be had;</p>
+<p>Perhaps your fences were but bad;</p>
+<p>Perhaps&mdash;but come again to-morrow."</p>
+<p>The honest laborer saw with sorrow,</p>
+<p>That justice wears a different face,</p>
+<p>When for themselves men put the case.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_199" id="Page_199">[199]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="monitor" id="monitor"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_201.png" width="400" height="287" alt="Illustration 201" title="The school-boy and the monitor" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE SCHOOL-BOY AND THE MONITOR.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">At</span> play on Thames's verdant side</p>
+<p>A school boy fell into the tide,</p>
+<p>Where providentially there stood</p>
+<p>A willow, bending o'er the flood.</p>
+<p>Buoy'd on its branch, he floating lay,</p>
+<p>The monitor pass'd by that way.</p>
+<p>The lad entreats his life to save:</p>
+<p>The Don replies with aspect grave,</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_200" id="Page_200">[200]</a></span>"Sirrah, what business had you there?</p>
+<p>How vain is all our watchful care!</p>
+<p>You never heed a word we say;</p>
+<p>Your disobedience you shall pay!"</p>
+<p>"First," says the boy, "pray stretch your hand:</p>
+<p class="b">I'll hear you when I come to land."</p>
+
+<p>This is for those, with vain parade</p>
+<p>Who give advice, instead of aid.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 250px;">
+<img src="images/illus_202.png" width="250" height="212" alt="Illustration 202" title="This is for those who give advice instead of aid" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_201" id="Page_201">[201]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="miller" id="miller"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_203.png" width="400" height="269" alt="Illustration 203" title="The miller and his ass" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE MILLER AND HIS ASS.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A rustic</span> bringing to the fair</p>
+<p>An ass, that he might show him there,</p>
+<p>Sleek and well looking let him trot;</p>
+<p>He followed with his son on foot.</p>
+<p>The first they met upon the road,</p>
+<p>At our pedestrians laugh'd loud,</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_202" id="Page_202">[202]</a></span>"Look at those two legged asses," cried,</p>
+<p>"Who trudge on foot when they might ride!"</p>
+<p>The father with the hint complies:</p>
+<p>Makes the boy mount. Now other cries</p>
+<p>Assail their ears; by graybeards blam'd;</p>
+<p>"Sirrah, you ought to be asham'd</p>
+<p>To ride and let your father walk!"</p>
+<p>Again he listened to their talk.</p>
+<p>The sire got up, the youth got down;</p>
+<p>When passing through a country town,</p>
+<p>At every door the mothers said,</p>
+<p>"A murrain light on thy old head!</p>
+<p>Hast thou no bowels for thy kind?</p>
+<p>At least take up the lad behind."</p>
+<p>This done they next were thus address'd:</p>
+<p>"Two lubbers on a little beast?</p>
+<p>They fitter are to carry him!"</p>
+<p>Complying with this senseless whim,</p>
+<p>Upon a pole his feet in air,</p>
+<p>The ass they on their shoulders bear.</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_203" id="Page_203">[203]</a></span>Now laughing shouts spread far and wide.</p>
+<p>The ass's ligatures untied,</p>
+<p>"Proceed, my son," then said the man:</p>
+<p>"To please the world, do all we can,</p>
+<p>Since 'tis impossible, you see,</p>
+<p>To please ourselves content we'll be."</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 350px;">
+<img src="images/illus_205.png" width="350" height="216" alt="Illustration 205" title="To please ourselves content we&#39;ll be" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_204" id="Page_204">[204]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="dreamer" id="dreamer"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_206.png" width="400" height="281" alt="Illustration 206" title="The dreamer and his son" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE DREAMER AND HIS SON.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Mortals</span> bring down upon their head</p>
+<p class="b">The very miseries most they dread.</p>
+
+<p>The only son of a rich knight</p>
+<p>In hunting daily took delight.</p>
+<p>The father living in alarm,</p>
+<p>Lest he should come to any harm,</p>
+<p>Dream'd that he saw him on the ground,</p>
+<p>Rent with the lion's fatal wound.</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_205" id="Page_205">[205]</a></span>The youth, allow'd to hunt no more,</p>
+<p>Impatiently confinement bore.</p>
+<p>Remarking, one unlucky day,</p>
+<p>In the fine chamber where he lay,</p>
+<p>A lion painted on the wall,</p>
+<p>"Thou art," he cried, "the cause of all."</p>
+<p>With idle rage the wall he struck,</p>
+<p>And in his hand an iron stuck,</p>
+<p>Which piercing bones and sinews through,</p>
+<p>Fester'd and then a gangrene grew.</p>
+<p>And thus the father's ill-tim'd care</p>
+<p>Deprived him of his son and heir.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/illus_207.png" width="200" height="179" alt="Illustration 207" title="Deprived him of his son and heir" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_206" id="Page_206">[206]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="death" id="death"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_208.png" width="400" height="280" alt="Illustration 208" title="The old man and death" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE OLD MAN AND DEATH.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Though</span> life be welcome to the wise,</p>
+<p>Death cannot take him by surprise;</p>
+<p>Aware that every day and hour</p>
+<p>He holds but at the tyrant's power,</p>
+<p>That beauty, talents, worth, are vain.</p>
+<p>A moment's respite to obtain.</p>
+<p>Nothing more known, and yet how rare</p>
+<p>It is with courage to prepare</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_207" id="Page_207">[207]</a></span>For this inevitable day!</p>
+<p class="b">All hope a little more delay.</p>
+
+<p>One who had suffer'd many a year,</p>
+<p>And to a century drew near,</p>
+<p>At last complain'd, that unawares</p>
+<p>Death came, unsettled his affairs:</p>
+<p>"My will is not completely made;</p>
+<p>A little time," he trembling said,</p>
+<p>"A little longer let me live;</p>
+<p>Some warning 'tis but fair to give!</p>
+<p>My grandson is expected home;</p>
+<p>At least pray, let the doctor come."</p>
+<p>"Poor helpless driveller!" Death replied,</p>
+<p>"Ten years ago thou should'st have died!</p>
+<p>Thy friends, thy foes, thyself outliv'd:</p>
+<p>Almost an age thou hast surviv'd:</p>
+<p>Some who their day had scarce begun.</p>
+<p>Others beneath their noon-tide sun&mdash;</p>
+<p>Time's deepest lines engrave thy brow,</p>
+<p>And dost thou hesitate to go?</p>
+<p>Idiot, what warning would'st thou have?</p>
+<p>One foot already in the grave:</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_208" id="Page_208">[208]</a></span>Sight, hearing, feeling, day by day,</p>
+<p>Sunk gradual in a long decay.</p>
+<p>I blame myself for my neglect;</p>
+<p class="b">Thou'st not a moment to expect!"</p>
+
+<p>When failing nature warns, the sage</p>
+<p>Sees death a refuge from old age;</p>
+<p>And rising from life's lengthened feast,</p>
+<p>Willing retires, a sated guest.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 350px;">
+<img src="images/illus_210.png" width="350" height="170" alt="Illustration 210" title="Willing retires a sated guest" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_209" id="Page_209">[209]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;"><a name="painter" id="painter"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_211.png" width="300" height="224" alt="Illustration 211" title="The painter" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE PAINTER.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">When</span> candid critics deign to blame</p>
+<p>Their index points the road to fame,</p>
+<p>But when dull fools your works admire,</p>
+<p class="b">Throw them at once into the fire.</p>
+
+<p>In Rome there dwelt, in days of yore,</p>
+<p>A painter deep in graphic lore.</p>
+<p>His touch was firm, his outline true,</p>
+<p>And every rule full well he knew.</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_210" id="Page_210">[210]</a></span>A Mars he painted, meant to show</p>
+<p>How far his learned skill could go.</p>
+<p>The work complete, he call'd a friend,</p>
+<p>On whose good taste he could depend.</p>
+<p>The friend was honest, spoke his thought,</p>
+<p>And fairly pointed out the fault,</p>
+<p>"That overwork'd in every part,</p>
+<p>It show'd too much laborious art."</p>
+<p>The painter argued for his rules,</p>
+<p>And cited maxims from the schools;</p>
+<p>Still the judicious critic held</p>
+<p>The labor should be more conceal'd.</p>
+<p>While they disputed on his stricture,</p>
+<p>A coxcomb came to see the picture:</p>
+<p>Entering, he cries, "Good heavens, how fine!</p>
+<p>The piece, I swear, is quite divine!</p>
+<p>The sword, the knot, the belt, the leather,</p>
+<p>The steel, the gold, the silk, the feather,</p>
+<p>Are perfect nature, all together!"</p>
+<p>The painter, reddening with despite,</p>
+<p>Whispers, "My friend, by Jove, you're right.</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_211" id="Page_211">[211]</a></span>'Tis not enough our art to know,</p>
+<p>Till less of it we learn to show;</p>
+<p>My picture must be done again</p>
+<p>I see, to please discerning men."</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/illus_213.png" width="400" height="332" alt="Illustration 213" title="My picture must be done again I see to please a discerning men" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_212" id="Page_212">[212]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="cobbler" id="cobbler"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_214.png" width="400" height="279" alt="Illustration 214" title="The cobbler and the nabob" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE COBBLER AND THE NABOB.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A cobbler</span>, who had fix'd his stall</p>
+<p>Against a nabob's palace wall,</p>
+<p>Work'd merrily as others play,</p>
+<p>And sung and whistled all the day.</p>
+<p>A prey to many an anxious care,</p>
+<p>Less merry was the lord, by far;</p>
+<p>And often in the night he thought</p>
+<p>It hard, sleep was not to be bought:</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_213" id="Page_213">[213]</a></span>And if tow'rds morn he got a doze,</p>
+<p>The cobbler troubled his repose.</p>
+<p>One day he bid the man attend&mdash;</p>
+<p>And, "Well," says he, "my honest friend,</p>
+<p>How is it that so well you thrive?</p>
+<p>You seem the happiest man alive.</p>
+<p>Pray, what may be the profit clear,</p>
+<p>That you can earn within the year?"</p>
+<p>"What in a twelvemonth I can earn,</p>
+<p>My lord, was never my concern;</p>
+<p>'Tis quite enough," the cobbler said,</p>
+<p>"If I can gain my daily bread."</p>
+<p>"Take then this note"&mdash;'twas twenty pound;</p>
+<p>"But sing not with so shrill a sound,</p>
+<p>Good man," the generous nabob cries,</p>
+<p>"When early to your work you rise;</p>
+<p>For then I want to close my eyes."</p>
+<p>Delighted to his stall he went:</p>
+<p>But now he first felt discontent;</p>
+<p>All day he neither work'd nor ate,</p>
+<p>For thinking of his happy fate.</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_214" id="Page_214">[214]</a></span>At night, when he retir'd to bed,</p>
+<p>He plac'd the note beneath his head.</p>
+<p>But could not sleep a single wink,</p>
+<p>What he should do with it, to think;</p>
+<p>And every little noise he heard,</p>
+<p>That folks were come to rob him, fear'd.</p>
+<p>Living in constant dread to all,</p>
+<p>Who did but look towards his stall,</p>
+<p>So lean and sallow he was grown,</p>
+<p>The man was hardly to be known.</p>
+<p>At last he begg'd the lord to see:</p>
+<p>"Take back your present, sir," said he,</p>
+<p>"Riches, I find, are not for me.</p>
+<p>To-morrow I my song renew;</p>
+<p>Not less my gratitude to you:</p>
+<p>And care henceforward I will take,</p>
+<p>My chaunts your slumber do not break."</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/illus_216.png" width="200" height="196" alt="Illustration 216" title="My chaunts your slumber do not break" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_215" id="Page_215">[215]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="horserider" id="horserider"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_217.png" width="400" height="263" alt="Illustration 217" title="The horse and his rider" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE HORSE AND HIS RIDER.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A man</span> a palfrey long possess'd,</p>
+<p>A quiet, serviceable beast;</p>
+<p>Spavin'd, indeed, and somewhat blind,</p>
+<p>But still his way he well could find;</p>
+<p>And if he stumbled now and then,</p>
+<p>Was soon upon his feet again.</p>
+<p>In short, for many a year, the pack</p>
+<p>Had borne him safely on his back.</p>
+<p>Till riding out one fatal day,</p>
+<p>He overheard some coxcombs say,</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_216" id="Page_216">[216]</a></span>"For such a man, 'tis quite a shame,</p>
+<p>To mount a horse old, blind, and lame."</p>
+<p>"Aye," replied one, "I know a steed</p>
+<p>Would nobly carry him indeed;</p>
+<p>Young, vigorous, beautiful, and sound;</p>
+<p>His like is nowhere to be found."</p>
+<p>In evil hour an ear he lent,</p>
+<p>To view this boasted courser went:</p>
+<p>Unwary on his back he got,</p>
+<p>And tried to put him on a trot;</p>
+<p>He rear'd and plung'd, and leap'd about,</p>
+<p>Till from his seat he shook him out,</p>
+<p>Then kicking, pitch'd him o'er his head,</p>
+<p>And laid him on the pavement dead.</p>
+<p>The vicious creature left at large,</p>
+<p>On all his fury would discharge;</p>
+<p>This from behind his heels surprise,</p>
+<p>Trod under foot, that sprawling lies:</p>
+<p>Another, who would seize the reins,</p>
+<p>Is bit and mangled for his pains.</p>
+<p>But want of nourishment and rest</p>
+<p>Will tame at last the fiercest beast;</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_217" id="Page_217">[217]</a></span>And rage itself suspends its course,</p>
+<p>Exhausted by its proper force.</p>
+<p>Light'ning no more his eyes inspire,</p>
+<p>No more his nostrils snorted fire;</p>
+<p>At bay he stood, fatigu'd and lank,</p>
+<p>With flagging ears, and beating flank.</p>
+<p>An active jockey, stout and able,</p>
+<p>Contracts to bring him to the stable;</p>
+<p>Soothes, and his neck begins to pat,</p>
+<p>And the corn rattles in his hat;</p>
+<p>By hunger drawn, repell'd by fear,</p>
+<p>The courser neighs, retires, comes near;</p>
+<p>Lur'd with the smell, begins to eat.</p>
+<p>The jockey vaulted in the seat:</p>
+<p>With vigorous hand the bridle plied,</p>
+<p>And stuck the rowels in his side.</p>
+<p>Some bounds and curvets still he made,</p>
+<p>But soon submissively obey'd.</p>
+<p>The horseman who such skill had shown,</p>
+<p>Resolv'd to keep him for his own:</p>
+<p>Aware that constant work alone</p>
+<p>Can keep this wicked spirit down</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_218" id="Page_218">[218]</a></span>He night and day is on his back,</p>
+<p>To lead him to some new attack,</p>
+<p>No road is safe, nor far nor near,</p>
+<p>This highwayman is every where.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;">
+<img src="images/illus_220.png" width="300" height="309" alt="Illustration 220" title="This highwayman is every where" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_219" id="Page_219">[219]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;"><a name="minister" id="minister"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_221.png" width="300" height="230" alt="Illustration 221" title="The good minister" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE GOOD MINISTER.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">An</span> honest minister disgrac'd,</p>
+<p>(Such are not easily replac'd,)</p>
+<p>Found the sweet leisure in his fields,</p>
+<p>To virtuous minds retirement yields.</p>
+<p>The king, who had his foes believ'd,</p>
+<p>The loss of him ere long perceiv'd.</p>
+<p>To bring him back again intent,</p>
+<p>To his retreat alone he went:</p>
+<p>"My friend, you must return with me,"</p>
+<p>He said, "your value now I see."</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_220" id="Page_220">[220]</a></span>"Forgive me," the Recluse replied;</p>
+<p>"Here I determine to abide.</p>
+<p>By sad experience well I know,</p>
+<p>Were I to court again to go,</p>
+<p>And all my best endeavors do,</p>
+<p>To serve my country, sir, and you,</p>
+<p>Art and intrigue so much prevail,</p>
+<p>Again I certainly should fail;</p>
+<p>Against your will and approbation,</p>
+<p>And the good wishes of the nation,</p>
+<p>You'd find yourself compell'd to yield,</p>
+<p class="b">And I once more must quit the field."</p>
+
+<p>The honest man, who will not bend</p>
+<p>To circumstance, or condescend</p>
+<p>To pay his court to knave or fool,</p>
+<p>Will never long a nation rule.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;">
+<img src="images/illus_222.png" width="200" height="141" alt="Illustration 222" title="Will never long a nation rule" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_221" id="Page_221">[221]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="swan" id="swan"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_223.png" width="400" height="288" alt="Illustration 223" title="The swan and the cook" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE SWAN AND THE COOK.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A man</span> once had a swan and goose</p>
+<p class="indent">Among his birds and beasts.</p>
+<p>The one was destined for a pet,</p>
+<p class="indent">The other for a feast.</p>
+<p>Sometimes you saw them sailing</p>
+<p class="indent">Gracefully on the current, side by side,</p>
+<p>Sometimes they played a game of tag,</p>
+<p class="indent">Or plunged into the tide.</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_222" id="Page_222">[222]</a></span>One day the master ordered</p>
+<p class="indent">The cook to kill the goose,</p>
+<p>And roast it for his dinner;</p>
+<p class="indent">It was fat and fit for use.</p>
+<p>But the cook had taken a drop too much,</p>
+<p class="indent">And it had gone to his head;</p>
+<p>So when he went out for the goose</p>
+<p class="indent">He took the swan instead.</p>
+<p>He seized the swan fast by the throat,</p>
+<p class="indent">And would have kill'd it soon:</p>
+<p>But the bird saw he was to die,</p>
+<p class="indent">And he his throat did tune,</p>
+<p>And warbled out his farewell lay.</p>
+<p class="indent">The cook straight dropped his knife</p>
+<p>In great surprise, "what! what!" cried he,</p>
+<p class="indent">"Shall I take the life</p>
+<p>Of a musical bird like this?</p>
+<p class="indent">No, no! it must not be.</p>
+<p class="indent">So to the garden he shall go back</p>
+<p>And ne'er be kill'd by me."</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_223" id="Page_223">[223]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="lynx" id="lynx"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_225.png" width="400" height="275" alt="Illustration 225" title="The lynx and the mole" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE LYNX AND THE MOLE.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A lynx</span> once met by chance a mole,</p>
+<p>Just emerging from his hole.</p>
+<p>The lynx with penetrating eye</p>
+<p>The beauties of the place did spy,</p>
+<p>And asked the mole to take a share</p>
+<p>In the fine prospect, rich and rare.</p>
+<p>"I've seldom found so good a place.</p>
+<p>From this small hill you see a space</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_224" id="Page_224">[224]</a></span>Extended far beneath your view,</p>
+<p>I like it much; pray do not you?</p>
+<p>See now the sun begins to rise,</p>
+<p>And with crimson tints the skies.</p>
+<p>It spreads all round its genial heat,</p>
+<p>And nature now enjoys a treat."</p>
+<p>"Well, well!" the mole aloud did cry</p>
+<p>"You may see this and more, but I</p>
+<p>Can only now before me see,</p>
+<p>A very heavy mist." "Truly,</p>
+<p>Now," said the lynx, "I clearly see</p>
+<p>The difference 'twixt you and me.</p>
+<p>My eyes see with perception bright</p>
+<p>While your's are always dark as night.</p>
+<p>Go to your hold beneath the ground,</p>
+<p>While I will range the forest round."</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;">
+<img src="images/illus_226.png" width="300" height="225" alt="Illustration 226" title="While I will range the forest round" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_225" id="Page_225">[225]</a></span></p>
+
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="oldcat" id="oldcat"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_227.png" width="400" height="282" alt="Illustration 227" title="The old cat and the young mouse" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE OLD CAT AND THE YOUNG MOUSE.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A young</span> mouse of little experience,</p>
+<p>Thought to soften an old cat,</p>
+<p>And besought her clemency,</p>
+<p>By asking for his life at her expense.</p>
+<p>Said he, "A mouse, or e'en a rat,</p>
+<p>Is not a great charge on the house;</p>
+<p>And I shall not starve out the host.</p>
+<p>Besides I seldom quit my post,</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_226" id="Page_226">[226]</a></span>And when I do a grain of corn</p>
+<p>Has served me since I first was born.</p>
+<p>Now I am thin, pray let me be,</p>
+<p>I'll serve your children yet, you'll see."</p>
+<p>Thus to the cat spoke the poor mouse.</p>
+<p>The other answered, "You mistake,</p>
+<p>When unto me this tone you take;</p>
+<p>You might as well talk to the deaf,</p>
+<p>As to so old a cat as I,</p>
+<p>And through your tricks I spy,</p>
+<p>Die! you can go and chatter to the fates,</p>
+<p>My children will be fed on better cates."</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3>MORAL.</h3>
+<div class="ml">
+<p>Youth is sanguine, and hopes for all:</p>
+<p>Old age is pitiless; so says our moral.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 250px;">
+<img src="images/illus_228.png" width="250" height="144" alt="Illustration 228" title="Youth is sanguine, and hopes for all: old age is pitiless" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_227" id="Page_227">[227]</a></span></p>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="friends" id="friends"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_229.png" width="400" height="260" alt="Illustration 229" title="The two friends" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE TWO FRIENDS.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Two</span> real friends lived in Monomotapa,</p>
+<p>All that belonged to one was for the other,</p>
+<p>And each was unto each a brother.</p>
+<p>The people of that country, thus,</p>
+<p>Make better friends than among us.</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_228" id="Page_228">[228]</a></span>One night when fast asleep,</p>
+<p class="indent">They each were sound reposing,</p>
+<p>The eldest darted from his couch,</p>
+<p class="indent">And stopped the other's dozing.</p>
+<p>He runs to see his friend,</p>
+<p>Awakes the slaves, and in the end,</p>
+<p>Even his friend is quite alarmed,</p>
+<p>And goes to seek the other,</p>
+<p>With sword and purse. "My brother,</p>
+<p>What can the matter be?</p>
+<p>Here I am armed, you see,</p>
+<p>Ready with sword to fight for you,</p>
+<p>And here is money ready too,</p>
+<p>If you have lost in play.</p>
+<p>You're even welcome to my handsome slave,</p>
+<p>With jet black hair, and eyes so grave."</p>
+<p>"No!" said the other, "I need naught,</p>
+<p>But ere I slept to-night, I thought,</p>
+<p>Being in a trance, that you were sad,</p>
+<p>And as the thought nigh drove me mad,</p>
+<p>I hurried to your tent,</p>
+<p>And found you sleeping quite content."</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_229" id="Page_229">[229]</a></span>MORAL.</h3>
+<div class="ml">
+<p>Which of the two best loved the other?</p>
+<p>Here is a thing to ponder on.</p>
+<p>A true friend is a precious thing,</p>
+<p>And all to aid you he will bring,</p>
+<p>But with excess of love the other</p>
+<p>In dreams was thinking of his brother.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/illus_231.png" width="400" height="223" alt="Illustration 231" title="In dreams was thinking of his brother" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_230" id="Page_230">[230]</a></span></p>
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="sickstag" id="sickstag"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_232.png" width="400" height="279" alt="Illustration 232" title="The sick stag" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE SICK STAG.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">In</span> a land where stags are many,</p>
+<p>One fell sick, and not any</p>
+<p>Of all his friends, delayed to come,</p>
+<p>To offer aid and consolation,</p>
+<p>In his sorrowful situation.</p>
+<p>Said he, "My friends, pray let me die</p>
+<p>In the right way, nor shed such tears."</p>
+<p>Not at all, the consolers,</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_231" id="Page_231">[231]</a></span>With many a tear, and many a sigh,</p>
+<p>Had come resolved by him to lie;</p>
+<p>And when they left they helped themselves</p>
+<p>Upon his lands, the greedy elves!</p>
+<p>And drank from out his brook,</p>
+<p>And every one of them such suppers took,</p>
+<p>That when the stag revived,</p>
+<p>He found his meals reduced;</p>
+<p>So that while his friends had thrived,</p>
+<p>He had to fast or die of hunger.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 250px;">
+<img src="images/illus_233.png" width="250" height="256" alt="Illustration 233" title="He had to fast or die of hunger" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_232" id="Page_232">[232]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="forest" id="forest"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_234.png" width="400" height="284" alt="Illustration 234" title="The forest and the woodman" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE FOREST AND THE WOODMAN.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A woodman</span> had broken or misplaced</p>
+<p>The wooden handle of his axe,</p>
+<p>This loss could not be well replaced.</p>
+<p>So master woodman humbly prayed</p>
+<p>From all the trees a single branch,</p>
+<p>And promised to go elsewhere when he made</p>
+<p>Again his livelihood,</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_233" id="Page_233">[233]</a></span>And he would touch nor oak nor pine.</p>
+<p>The trees which were all very good</p>
+<p>Furnished for him new arms,</p>
+<p>And soon commenced all their alarms,</p>
+<p>And their regret. The axe was mended.</p>
+<p>And his repentance all was ended.</p>
+<p>The miserable wretch but used it,</p>
+<p>E'en as he had before abused it,</p>
+<p>By felling down the forest trees,</p>
+<p>Which groaned in spirit, and which died,</p>
+<p>By arms they had themselves supplied.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3>MORAL.</h3>
+<div class="ml">
+<p>This is the way the world goes on,</p>
+<p>We use our benefits against our benefactors:</p>
+<p>I am tired of speaking thereupon,</p>
+<p>Till we obtain our wants, we are good actors.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 138px;">
+<img src="images/illus_235.png" width="138" height="151" alt="Illustration 235" title="Till we obtain our wants, we are good actors" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_234" id="Page_234">[234]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="elephant" id="elephant"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_236.png" width="400" height="278" alt="Illustration 236" title="The elephant and the monkey of Jupiter" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE ELEPHANT AND THE MONKEY OF JUPITER.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Formerly</span> the elephant and the rhinoceros</p>
+<p>Disputing on the light of empire</p>
+<p>Resolved to end the combat thus&mdash;</p>
+<p>By fighting to their heart's desire.</p>
+<p>The day was fixed, when it was heard,</p>
+<p>That the monkey of Sire Jupiter</p>
+<p>Had been seen in the air,</p>
+<p>Poised on a cloud like any bird.</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_235" id="Page_235">[235]</a></span>The elephant was quite convinced</p>
+<p>That to arrange the new election,</p>
+<p>An interest the god evinced,</p>
+<p>And felt for him a great affection,</p>
+<p>He went to see the monkey's highness,</p>
+<p>Expecting him to speak about the fight,</p>
+<p>But not a word said monkey.</p>
+<p>At this sight,</p>
+<p>The elephant perceived that he must speak himself,</p>
+<p>And so began: "Sire Jupiter," said he,</p>
+<p>"Between rhinoceros and me will see</p>
+<p>A royal combat of legation;</p>
+<p>A tournament for all the nation.</p>
+<p>I suppose you have already heard</p>
+<p>This news!" Said monkey, "Not a word."</p>
+<p>The elephant ashamed, and quite surprised,</p>
+<p>Looked on the monkey with astonished eyes.</p>
+<p>Said monkey, "In celestial place,</p>
+<p>A fly or leopard are of equal race."</p>
+<p>"Was it not then because of us,"</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_236" id="Page_236">[236]</a></span>Said elephant, "that you descended?"</p>
+<p>"Nay," said the monkey, quite offended.</p>
+<p>"I left the heavens to share a grain of corn</p>
+<p>Among some ants, nor knew that you were born.</p>
+<p>We have the care of mortal things;</p>
+<p>But all are equals in our eyes,</p>
+<p>And at your talk I feel surprise."</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 250px;">
+<img src="images/illus_238.png" width="250" height="206" alt="Illustration 238" title="And at your talk I feel surprise" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_237" id="Page_237">[237]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="woodcutter" id="woodcutter"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_239.png" width="400" height="277" alt="Illustration 239" title="The woodcutter and death" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE WOODCUTTER AND DEATH.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A woodman</span> was toiling, all covered with dust,</p>
+<p>But reach home with his faggot ere night he must,</p>
+<p>Panting and weary he walks quite slow,</p>
+<p>How to get home he does not know.</p>
+<p>At last quite exhausted with toil and trouble,</p>
+<p>With the weight of the burden and his years, bent double.</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_238" id="Page_238">[238]</a></span>He puts down his faggot, and thinks of his pains,</p>
+<p>What is his work, and what are his gains,</p>
+<p>How since he came into this weary world,</p>
+<p>By the wheels of blind fortune around he's been twirled.</p>
+<p>Was he not poor, a wood cutter, at best,</p>
+<p>Oft without bread, always without rest.</p>
+<p>He thinks of his wife, his children, his taxes,</p>
+<p>At last quite warm with the subject he waxes.</p>
+<p>He calls on death; who comes without delay,</p>
+<p>The woodman, in terror, knows not what to say.</p>
+<p>Death asks what to do the man wishes he should.</p>
+<p>"Oh, help me," he said, "with this faggot of wood.</p>
+<p>My poor bones ache, and my limbs they crack.</p>
+<p>So help me to put it upon my back."</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_239" id="Page_239">[239]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="rat" id="rat"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_241.png" width="400" height="270" alt="Illustration 241" title="The rat and the oyster" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE RAT AND THE OYSTER.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A rat</span> who lived in the field,</p>
+<p class="indent">A rat of little wit,</p>
+<p>Once grew tired of his father's house,</p>
+<p class="indent">And quietly left it.</p>
+<p>He left the field, the grain and wheat,</p>
+<p class="indent">Set out to travel, left his hole,</p>
+<p>And just as soon as he was out,</p>
+<p class="indent">"How large and spacious on the whole</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_240" id="Page_240">[240]</a></span>Is this great country spread about.</p>
+<p>Here are the Apeninnes, and there Caucasus."</p>
+<p>The smallest mole hill is a mountain.</p>
+<p>At the end of some days our traveller arrives</p>
+<p>At a certain canton where every oyster thrives,</p>
+<p>And our famed traveller turned very pale,</p>
+<p>Thinking he saw great vessels setting sail</p>
+<p>"Mercy," said he, "My father was a dunce,</p>
+<p>He did not dare to travel even once,</p>
+<p>While I have seen already,</p>
+<p>The maritime empire,</p>
+<p>And travelled to my heart's desire."</p>
+<p>From a certain learn'd man,</p>
+<p>The rat had heard of such things,</p>
+<p>And thinks he has seen all he can.</p>
+<p>Among the many oysters closed,</p>
+<p>There was one open, which reposed,</p>
+<p>Mouth gaping, in the sun,</p>
+<p>The learned, travelled man,</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_241" id="Page_241">[241]</a></span>The rat, approached, thinking to make</p>
+<p>An excellent repast, and began to take</p>
+<p>A bite at the fine oyster, plump and fat,</p>
+<p>Whereupon closing on our rat,</p>
+<p>The oyster caught him tight</p>
+<p>And held him with all its might.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3>MORAL.</h3>
+<div class="ml">
+<p>This fable goes to show,</p>
+<p>That those mistake,</p>
+<p>Who think that all they know:</p>
+<p>When knowing nothing of the world,</p>
+<p>Their giddy brain is quickly whirled.</p>
+<p>And hence this moral let us make,</p>
+<p>That he is caught, who thinks to take.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 240px;">
+<img src="images/illus_243.png" width="240" height="255" alt="Illustration 243" title="That he is caught, who thinks to take" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_242" id="Page_242">[242]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="physicians" id="physicians"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_244.png" width="400" height="278" alt="Illustration 244" title="The physicians" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE PHYSICIANS.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Dr. So-much-the-worse</span> went out to see</p>
+<p>A patient sick as one could be.</p>
+<p>His brother So-much-the-better,</p>
+<p>Having received an urgent letter,</p>
+<p>Came also the sick man to visit.</p>
+<p>So-much-the-worse declared he'd die,</p>
+<p>So-much-the-better asked him why.</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_243" id="Page_243">[243]</a></span>And while their plans they thus discourse,</p>
+<p>The sick man died, <i>so much the worse</i>!</p>
+<p>So-much-the-better now declared,</p>
+<p>That if the sick man had not despaired,</p>
+<p>He would have lived. So-much-the-worse</p>
+<p>Said, "I was right, agree with me,</p>
+<p>Our patient's dead, as you can see."</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3>MORAL.</h3>
+<div class="ml">
+<p>There's wisdom in the saying, by my troth,</p>
+<p>Too many cooks will spoil the broth.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;">
+<img src="images/illus_245.png" width="400" height="290" alt="Illustration 245" title="To many cooks will spoil the broth" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_244" id="Page_244">[244]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="mountain" id="mountain"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_246.png" width="400" height="263" alt="Illustration 246" title="The mountain in labor" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE MOUNTAIN IN LABOR.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A mountain</span> thought to be in labor,</p>
+<p>Made such a horrid noise,</p>
+<p>That round it each stranger came and neighbor,</p>
+<p>Thinking the end of all this noise would be</p>
+<p>A city, quite as large as three.</p>
+<p>Having drawn all the province round,</p>
+<p>The mountain from a little mound,</p>
+<p>Let out a mouse.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_245" id="Page_245">[245]</a></span>MORAL.</h3>
+<div class="ml">
+<p>When I think upon this fable,</p>
+<p>Of which the narration is false,</p>
+<p>And the sense true;</p>
+<p>It puts me much in mind</p>
+<p>Of authors not a few,</p>
+<p>Who boast that they are able</p>
+<p>To write on any subject as they please,</p>
+<p>And after all&mdash;do nothing.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 250px;">
+<img src="images/illus_247.png" width="250" height="227" alt="Illustration 247" title="And after all&mdash;do nothing" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_246" id="Page_246">[246]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="woman" id="woman"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_248.png" width="400" height="278" alt="Illustration 248" title="The cat metamorphosed into a woman" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE CAT METAMORPHOSED INTO A WOMAN.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A man</span> was passionately fond of his cat,</p>
+<p>He thought she was pretty, and sleek, and all that;</p>
+<p>And she purred in the softest tone,</p>
+<p>He wished to make her his own.</p>
+<p>This man by prayers, by tears,</p>
+<p class="indent">By sorcery and charms,</p>
+<p>Changed pussy to a woman fair,</p>
+<p class="indent">And took her in his arms.</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_247" id="Page_247">[247]</a></span>But in the wainscot soon a rat</p>
+<p class="indent">Made itself manifest,</p>
+<p>And very soon the pussy cat,</p>
+<p class="indent">Could still no longer rest.</p>
+<p>Her foolish husband who believed</p>
+<p class="indent">That nothing had of cat remained,</p>
+<p>And as his wife had her received&mdash;</p>
+<p class="indent">Was, now, I warrant, somewhat pained.</p>
+<p>Next time the vermin came,</p>
+<p>Pussy was surer of her game&mdash;</p>
+<p class="indent">For having changed her face,</p>
+<p>The mice not frightened,</p>
+<p class="indent">Did not change their pace&mdash;</p>
+<p>And the astonished spouse</p>
+<p class="indent">Was very glad&mdash;</p>
+<p>To change her back&mdash;</p>
+<p class="indent">And was no more cat-mad.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3>MORAL.</h3>
+<div class="ml">
+<p>What in the bone is born,</p>
+<p class="indent">Will in the flesh remain,</p>
+<p>Both night and morn,</p>
+<p class="indent">And ne'er come out again.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_248" id="Page_248">[248]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="frograt" id="frograt"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_250.png" width="400" height="271" alt="Illustration 250" title="The frog and the rat" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE FROG AND THE RAT.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">He</span> who another thinks to injure,</p>
+<p class="b">May in the end destroy himself.</p>
+
+<p>A rat who fed exceeding well,</p>
+<p>Was by a frog invited out to dine;</p>
+<p>"The voyage," said froggy, "will be quickly made,</p>
+<p>If you will tie your foot to mine."</p>
+<p>Frog vaunted the delight of bathing,</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_249" id="Page_249">[249]</a></span>Praised the varieties they'd met upon the way,</p>
+<p>And when the rat consented to be tied,</p>
+<p>Attempted to bear him away.</p>
+<p>The rat half drowned resisted all he could.</p>
+<p>The frog, imaged the dinner he would make;</p>
+<p>Suddenly, flying from a neighboring wood,</p>
+<p>A hawk appeared, and quickly did he take</p>
+<p>Both of the combatants up in his bill,</p>
+<p>Before they e'en had time to make their will;</p>
+<p>And quite delighted did the greedy sinner</p>
+<p>Make off of fish and flesh a hearty dinner.</p>
+<p>For in the hawk's dominions, fast days</p>
+<p>Are never kept.</p>
+<p>Now if the frog had acted as he ought,</p>
+<p>And had not tried to dine off the poor rat,</p>
+<p>They would not both have perished,</p>
+<p>To make fat,</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_250" id="Page_250">[250]</a></span>A pampered hawk;</p>
+<p>And master rat,</p>
+<p>Had he not been so curious about</p>
+<p>Aquatic government,</p>
+<p>Had from the scrape got safely out.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3>MORAL.</h3>
+<div class="ml">
+<p>A scheme or a conspiracy,</p>
+<p>Be it all plotted well</p>
+<p>As safe, 'twould seem as it could be,</p>
+<p>And sure of all success,</p>
+<p>May, none the less,</p>
+<p>Entirely fail,</p>
+<p>And grand conspirators,</p>
+<p>And all bewail,</p>
+<p>The day that set them scheming.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 250px;">
+<img src="images/illus_252.png" width="250" height="197" alt="Illustration 252" title="The day that set them scheming" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_251" id="Page_251">[251]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="lionfly" id="lionfly"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_253.png" width="400" height="255" alt="Illustration 253" title="The lion and the fly" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE LION AND THE FLY.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A lion</span> by a gad-fly worried,</p>
+<p>Half maddened by his sting,</p>
+<p>Exclaimed, "Be off, vile fly&mdash;</p>
+<p>Mean, pitiful, base thing!"</p>
+<p>After the fly had ended his repast,</p>
+<p>Fully exhausted feels the beast at last,</p>
+<p>And roared so that he shook the earth,</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_252" id="Page_252">[252]</a></span>While the victorious fly</p>
+<p>Met in the spider's web his destiny.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3>MORAL.</h3>
+<div class="ml">
+<p>Two morals draw I from this tale:</p>
+<p class="indent">First, We should fear the smallest enemy;</p>
+<p>And second, We may escape great perils,</p>
+<p class="indent">And from a trifling cause may die.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;">
+<img src="images/illus_254.png" width="300" height="195" alt="Illustration 254" title="And from a trifling cause may die" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_253" id="Page_253">[253]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="mules" id="mules"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_255.png" width="400" height="273" alt="Illustration 255" title="The two mules" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE TWO MULES.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Two</span> mules went travelling on their way,</p>
+<p class="indent">One with a sack of corn;</p>
+<p>The other with gold and bells so gay,</p>
+<p class="indent">Most gaily tripped along.</p>
+<p>Proud of so rich a load,</p>
+<p class="indent">He kept the bells a ringing&mdash;</p>
+<p>And was so proud, had he known how</p>
+<p class="indent">He would have commenced singing.</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_254" id="Page_254">[254]</a></span>Soon some robbers rude appeared,</p>
+<p class="indent">Who stopped this mule upon his road,</p>
+<p>And very soon they had him cleared</p>
+<p class="indent">Of all his weight of precious gold.</p>
+<p>Falling beneath their blows, "I die,"</p>
+<p  class="indent">The expiring trotter cried,</p>
+<p>"Had you been," said the other,</p>
+<p class="b indent">"Low as I, you would not thus have died."</p>
+
+<p>Be moderate when you are high,</p>
+<p>Nor glory o'er the passers by.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;">
+<img src="images/illus_256.png" width="300" height="245" alt="Illustration 256" title="Nor glory over the passers by" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_255" id="Page_255">[255]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="jupiter" id="jupiter"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_257.png" width="400" height="242" alt="Illustration 257" title="Jupiter and the farmer" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">JUPITER AND THE FARMER.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">Jupiter</span> had a farm to let,</p>
+<p>Mercury advertised it, and people came,</p>
+<p>Made offers, listened, all the same,</p>
+<p>Made some objection.</p>
+<p>One declared the land</p>
+<p>Was rough and dry,</p>
+<p>And full of sand.</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_256" id="Page_256">[256]</a></span>One had this reason, one had that,</p>
+<p>Until at last a man appeared,</p>
+<p>Who said he'd try to farm it, agreed that</p>
+<p class="b">He might have any weather that he chose.</p>
+
+<p>Behold! as soon as he but yawns, it blows</p>
+<p>Or rains, or is quite clear.</p>
+<p>His neighbors, even the most near,</p>
+<p>Are not affected by these changes.</p>
+<p>In usual route, their weather ranges;</p>
+<p>They have good crops,</p>
+<p>But he had none.</p>
+<p>At last when tired, he began</p>
+<p>Complaining unto Jupiter.</p>
+<p>The next year the same thing,</p>
+<p>Changes of weather he can bring&mdash;</p>
+<p>And the neighbors no more</p>
+<p>Than the Americans,</p>
+<p>Are troubled by the farming</p>
+<p>Of his lands.</p>
+<p>At last tired out, with all his strife in vain,</p>
+<p>He yields his power to the God of rain;</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_257" id="Page_257">[257]</a></span>Acknowledging, that all along</p>
+<p>The god did right,</p>
+<p>And he did wrong.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3>MORAL.</h3>
+<div class="ml">
+<p>Let us conclude that Providence</p>
+<p>For man ordains much better than we can.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 350px;">
+<img src="images/illus_259.png" width="350" height="263" alt="Illustration 259" title="For man ordains much better than we can" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_258" id="Page_258">[258]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="cockcat" id="cockcat"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_260.png" width="400" height="286" alt="Illustration 260" title="The cock, the cat, and the little mouse" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE COCK, THE CAT, AND THE LITTLE MOUSE.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A young</span> mouse, who had nothing seen,</p>
+<p>Was nearly caught; You shall hear how</p>
+<p>He told his mother the adventure&mdash;</p>
+<p>He said, "Pray, listen, now:</p>
+<p>I started out to frolic at a venture,</p>
+<p>When two fine animals appeared</p>
+<p>Before my eyes,</p>
+<p>And filled me with surprise.</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_259" id="Page_259">[259]</a></span>One was soft, benign, and sweet,</p>
+<p>The other, turbulent, and full of inquietude,</p>
+<p>Had a loud voice, piercing and rude,</p>
+<p>And on his head a piece of flesh.</p>
+<p>A sort of arm raised him up in the air,</p>
+<p>As though to fly out of a mesh&mdash;</p>
+<p>His tail was spread out like a fan."</p>
+<p>Now it was a cock of which our little mouse,</p>
+<p>Made to his mother this fine picture,</p>
+<p>Describing him like an enthusiast.</p>
+<p>"He beat," said he, "his flanks,</p>
+<p>With his two arms,</p>
+<p>Making such a noise and such a din,</p>
+<p>That, frightened half to death,</p>
+<p>I hurried in.</p>
+<p>Although I pique myself upon my courage</p>
+<p>And heartily I cursed him in my heart,</p>
+<p>For but for him, I'd taken part,</p>
+<p>In conversation with the gentle creature,</p>
+<p>Who my advances would encourage.</p>
+<p>She is velvety, like us, with a long tail,</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_260" id="Page_260">[260]</a></span>A modest look, and sparkling eyes,</p>
+<p>And is much like a rat. She spies</p>
+<p>The objects round her. I turned pale</p>
+<p>On hearing the other creature's din,</p>
+<p>Or else I should have asked her in."</p>
+<p>"My child," said the mother, "this last was a cat,</p>
+<p>An enemy of every mouse and rat.</p>
+<p>The other a cock, whom do not fear,</p>
+<p class="b">Perhaps we may dine on him here."</p>
+
+<p>Take care, whatever they may seem,</p>
+<p>Of judging people by their mien.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;">
+<img src="images/illus_262.png" width="300" height="226" alt="Illustration 262" title="Of judging people by their mien" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_261" id="Page_261">[261]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 346px;"><a name="monkey" id="monkey"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_263.png" width="346" height="245" alt="Illustration 263" title="The monkey" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE MONKEY.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">The</span> animals, on the death of the lion,</p>
+<p class="indent">During his life, prince of the country,</p>
+<p>Resolved to elect a king to try on</p>
+<p class="indent">The regal crown, and chose a monkey.</p>
+<p>Because after the animals had all</p>
+<p>Tried on the regal crown, or let it fall,</p>
+<p>Because their heads were all too big,</p>
+<p>Or too small, too horned, or too thick,</p>
+<p>The monkey slipped through it;</p>
+<p>And with it cut up many a trick,</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_262" id="Page_262">[262]</a></span>Which they all thought refined,</p>
+<p>And chose him with one mind.</p>
+<p>Only the fox regretted the election,</p>
+<p>And swore to reign in his defection.</p>
+<p>He came and made his compliment;</p>
+<p>"Sire," said he, "I know a treasure meant</p>
+<p>For your high majesty. I will show</p>
+<p>The spot where it lies hid."</p>
+<p>The monkey went at Reynard's bid&mdash;</p>
+<p>And was caught in a trap.</p>
+<p>The fox exclaimed,</p>
+<p>"How do you think to govern us,</p>
+<p>When, after all, with all your fuss,</p>
+<p>You cannot well, do what you may,</p>
+<p>Keep e'en yourself out of harm's way."</p>
+<p>The animals agreed,</p>
+<p>That royal power suits very few indeed.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;">
+<img src="images/illus_264.png" width="300" height="213" alt="Illustration 264" title="That royal power suits very few indeed" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_263" id="Page_263">[263]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="horseass" id="horseass"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_265.png" width="400" height="268" alt="Illustration 265" title="The horse and the ass" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE HORSE AND THE ASS.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">An</span> ass accompanied by a horse uncourteous,</p>
+<p>Who only had his harness on his back;</p>
+<p>And the poor jackass staggered</p>
+<p>'Neath the load of vegetable and a pack;</p>
+<p>He begged the horse to help him,</p>
+<p>If he could&mdash;</p>
+<p>But not a single bit,</p>
+<p>The other would.</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_264" id="Page_264">[264]</a></span>"I ask," said the poor beast,</p>
+<p>"A little pity&mdash;</p>
+<p>Help me at least,</p>
+<p>To reach the city."</p>
+<p>The horse refused,</p>
+<p>And got his due,</p>
+<p>For the ass died.</p>
+<p>The farmer's man</p>
+<p>Stripped off the skin of honest Ben,</p>
+<p>And made the horse, whom they espied,</p>
+<p>Drag on the skin and the cart beside.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3>MORAL.</h3>
+<div class="ml">
+<p>'Tis wise to lend our aid</p>
+<p class="indent">To others in distress,</p>
+<p>We often thus are made</p>
+<p class="indent">The means of happiness.</p>
+<p>The churlish, unkind man</p>
+<p class="indent">His neighbor's death may cause,</p>
+<p>And have to help his family,</p>
+<p class="indent">Through taxes and the laws.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_265" id="Page_265">[265]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="astrologer" id="astrologer"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_267.png" width="400" height="269" alt="Illustration 267" title="The astrologer who fell into a well" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE ASTROLOGER WHO FELL INTO A WELL.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">An</span> astrologer, of high ambition,</p>
+<p>While star-gazing fell down</p>
+<p>Into a well. "Sage gentleman,"</p>
+<p>Remarked the people of the town,</p>
+<p>"How did you think to read the stars, old man,</p>
+<p>When you cannot preserve your own position."</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_266" id="Page_266">[266]</a></span>This adventure in itself, without going further,</p>
+<p>Might serve as a lesson, to most of mankind,</p>
+<p>For of us mortals, a certain part inclines,</p>
+<p>To the belief, that, with the help of mind,</p>
+<p>The book of Destiny may easily be read,</p>
+<p>But this book, by Homer and his disciples sung,</p>
+<p>What is it called but <i>Chance</i>, by ancients,</p>
+<p>And by us Christians named Providence instead.</p>
+<p>Now in Chance there can no science be,</p>
+<p>Or why should it be called by them <i>Chance</i>&mdash;</p>
+<p>And things uncertain, who knows in advance?</p>
+<p>If all depends upon the fixed decree,</p>
+<p>Of Him who does all things, and nothing does unwisely.</p>
+<p>How should we read his will,</p>
+<p>And know that which from us he would conceal?</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_267" id="Page_267">[267]</a></span>Wherefore watch the stars so nicely,</p>
+<p>To know how to avoid inevitable woe;</p>
+<p>Or how, in future times, our fate will go;</p>
+<p>To make us, in the midst of pleasure, sad,</p>
+<p>Or with predicted evil, drive us mad,</p>
+<p>Convert all blessings into curses dire?</p>
+<p>Is this the knowledge to which we aspire,</p>
+<p>Is it an error or a crime thus to believe</p>
+<p>That future destiny can thus be known?</p>
+<p>In place of star-gazing above our head,</p>
+<p>Let us confide ourselves to the Great One.</p>
+<p>The firmament exists, the stars go on their way,</p>
+<p>And the sun shines upon us every day;</p>
+<p>And every day, the day is lost in night,</p>
+<p>Without our knowing aught else from the sight.</p>
+<p>That the seasons come, the crops are ripe,</p>
+<p>And in what wood we should look out for snipe,</p>
+<p>And some few other things, but for the change</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_268" id="Page_268">[268]</a></span>Of day to night, by which the world doth range,</p>
+<p>It has not aught to do with Destiny.</p>
+<p>Quacks, and ye compilers of horoscopes,</p>
+<p>Quit all the courts of princes in Europe,</p>
+<p class="b">And take with you all mischief makers</p>
+
+<p>You deserve belief no more than they do.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3>MORAL.</h3>
+<div class="ml">
+<p>This astrologer in the well,</p>
+<p>Resembles all of his false art,</p>
+<p>Who while they are in danger, dream</p>
+<p>That in the stars, they read the happiest theme.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 132px;">
+<img src="images/illus_270.png" width="132" height="135" alt="Illustration 270" title="That in the stars they read the happiest times" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_269" id="Page_269">[269]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="animals" id="animals"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_271.png" width="400" height="270" alt="Illustration 271" title="The animals sick with the plague" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE ANIMALS SICK WITH THE PLAGUE.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A scourge</span> which spread terror,</p>
+<p>Invented by heaven to punish earth&mdash;</p>
+<p>The plague (if to name it be no error)</p>
+<p>Was making every animal</p>
+<p>To curse his birth.</p>
+<p>In one day it might have enriched Acheron,</p>
+<p>And upon beasts made busy war.</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_270" id="Page_270">[270]</a></span>Amongst them all there was not one,</p>
+<p>But, sick and ailing, was complaining sore;</p>
+<p>All did not die, but each was ill&mdash;</p>
+<p>Not one strove now to eat his fill,</p>
+<p>No meat excited them to taste,</p>
+<p>Nor did the wolves again lay waste,</p>
+<p>The innocent prey.</p>
+<p>Even the doves fled from each other,</p>
+<p>And cooed no more the live-long day.</p>
+<p>The lion held war counsel&mdash;"My brother,"</p>
+<p>Said he, addressing each in turn,</p>
+<p>"I think that heaven hath allowed</p>
+<p>This punishment on us to fall</p>
+<p>For the sins we have disavowed.</p>
+<p>Now I for one will confess all,</p>
+<p>And let him who is most to blame,</p>
+<p>Be slaughtered in the others' name.</p>
+<p>Perhaps he may obtain a common cure,</p>
+<p>For history tells us that in like cases,</p>
+<p>The guilty die in others' places;</p>
+<p>Let us not then be false to Nature,</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_271" id="Page_271">[271]</a></span>Let us confess our faults&mdash;in fine</p>
+<p>I will the first acknowledge mine;</p>
+<p>And I avow, that oft I keep</p>
+<p>A serious tax on harmless sheep.</p>
+<p>What had they done,</p>
+<p>In naught offended&mdash;</p>
+<p>Yet I their quiet lives have ended.</p>
+<p>Sometimes, with sorrow be it heard,</p>
+<p>I e'en have eaten the shepherd,</p>
+<p>And I acknowledge all&mdash;</p>
+<p>And I will die like a quiet bird&mdash;</p>
+<p>If my death keep you from your fall.</p>
+<p>It must be hoped now in all justice,</p>
+<p>That he who is most guilty perish."</p>
+<p>"Sire," said the fox, "you are too good a king</p>
+<p>To die for any trivial thing;</p>
+<p>Your simples are too nice.</p>
+<p>Eat sheep, and why not?</p>
+<p>Is it a sin? is it a vice?</p>
+<p>No, sire, you did them honor;</p>
+<p>And as for shepherds, I desire,</p>
+<p>That over us their false empire</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_272" id="Page_272">[272]</a></span>Should cease, and we have all we want</p>
+<p>Of sheep and fleece."</p>
+<p>So said the fox, flatterers applaud,</p>
+<p>The tiger, bear, and other powers they laud,</p>
+<p>Even for their most violent offence.</p>
+<p>All quarrelsome people,</p>
+<p>Down to the mastiffs,</p>
+<p>Were little saints.</p>
+<p>But when the donkey's turn came on,</p>
+<p>They heard him with many ifs.</p>
+<p>He said, "I now remember</p>
+<p>That by a monk's garden passing,</p>
+<p>(It was late in December,</p>
+<p>And my strength soon faints,)</p>
+<p>I ate a leaf of some dry plant,</p>
+<p>And e'en now I with terror pant."</p>
+<p>They seized upon him and devoured,</p>
+<p>And said he was the cause</p>
+<p class="b">Of heaven's anger being lowered.</p>
+
+<p>With interested judges, <i>right</i></p>
+<p>Is always on the side of <i>might</i>.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_273" id="Page_273">[273]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="candle" id="candle"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_275.png" width="400" height="287" alt="Illustration 275" title="The candle" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE CANDLE.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">It</span> was in the home of the Olympian gods,</p>
+<p>That bees first lodged, 'tis said,</p>
+<p>On Mount Hymettus; and thitherwards</p>
+<p>Came zephyrs with light tread.</p>
+<p>When from the hives, the honey,</p>
+<p>Had all been taken out,</p>
+<p>As there remained naught but wax,</p>
+<p>Some candles were, for money,</p>
+<p>Carefully made and sold in packs.</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_274" id="Page_274">[274]</a></span>One of these candles on a certain day</p>
+<p>Seeing that clay by fire was turned to brick,</p>
+<p>Thought he could harden his body the same;</p>
+<p>And getting near the fire to try the trick,</p>
+<p>This new Empedocles to flame condemned</p>
+<p>Soon found of his philosophy the end.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 166px;">
+<img src="images/illus_276.png" width="166" height="224" alt="Illustration 276" title="Soon found of his philosophy the end" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_275" id="Page_275">[275]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="hog" id="hog"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_277.png" width="400" height="269" alt="Illustration 277" title="The hog, the goat, and the sheep" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE HOG, THE GOAT, AND THE SHEEP.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A goat</span>, a sheep, and a fat hog,</p>
+<p>On the same cart were bound for the fair.</p>
+<p>They lay as quietly as any log,</p>
+<p>But were not seeking their amusement there.</p>
+<p>They were to be sold, so says the story.</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_276" id="Page_276">[276]</a></span>The carter, who his business knows,</p>
+<p>Don't take them into town to see the <i>shows</i>.</p>
+<p>Dame porker was inclined to squeal,</p>
+<p>As though the butcher's knife she 'gan to feel.</p>
+<p>Her grunts, and squeals, and cries</p>
+<p>Were loud enough to deafen one,</p>
+<p>The other animals more wise,</p>
+<p>And better tempered, with surprise</p>
+<p>Exclaimed, "have done!"</p>
+<p>The carter to the porker turned,</p>
+<p>"Where have you manners learned,</p>
+<p>Why stun us all? Do you not see</p>
+<p>That you're the noisiest of the three?</p>
+<p>That sheep says not a word,</p>
+<p>Nor can the young goat's voice be heard."</p>
+<p>"But," said the hog, "they both are fools.</p>
+<p>If like me they knew their fate,</p>
+<p>They'd halloo out at greater rate,</p>
+<p>The goat will only lose her milk,</p>
+<p>The sheep his wool, but here, poor me,</p>
+<p>I'm to be eaten, and know my destiny."</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_277" id="Page_277">[277]</a></span>The porker was quite right,</p>
+<p>But hallooing with all her might,</p>
+<p>Was all too late,</p>
+<p>And could not alter her sad fate.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;">
+<img src="images/illus_279.png" width="300" height="188" alt="Illustration 279" title="And could not alter her sad fate" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_278" id="Page_278">[278]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="heron" id="heron"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_280.png" width="400" height="288" alt="Illustration 280" title="The delicate heron" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE DELICATE HERON.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">By</span> the bank of a river,</p>
+<p class="indent">A heron walked out,</p>
+<p>And in it were sporting,</p>
+<p class="b indent">Pike, mackerel and trout.</p>
+
+<p>Now these fish with great ease,</p>
+<p class="indent">Our bird might have caught,</p>
+<p>But I'll wait till I'm hungry</p>
+<p class="b indent">The silly bird thought.</p>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_279" id="Page_279">[279]</a></span>At last came his appetite,</p>
+<p class="indent">"Now I'll eat," the bird cries,</p>
+<p>And some tench from the bottom,</p>
+<p class="b indent">Just then he saw rise.</p>
+
+<p>"But these are not good enough</p>
+<p class="indent">At this time of day,"</p>
+<p>And he waited for better</p>
+<p class="b indent">Till all swam away.</p>
+
+<p>At eve almost starved</p>
+<p class="indent">When all other means fail,</p>
+<p>He was right glad to sup</p>
+<p class="indent">On a poor little snail.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 250px;">
+<img src="images/illus_281.png" width="250" height="219" alt="Illustration 281" title="On a poor little snail" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_280" id="Page_280">[280]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="blackamoor" id="blackamoor"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_282.png" width="400" height="283" alt="Illustration 282" title="The blackamoor and her mistress" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE BLACKAMOOR AND HER MISTRESS.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A foolish</span> young lady,</p>
+<p class="indent">Took one of her maids,</p>
+<p>Who chanced to be black</p>
+<p class="indent">As the ace of spades,</p>
+<p>And said she'd have her washed white,</p>
+<p class="indent">By the other maids;</p>
+<p>She was put in a tub,</p>
+<p class="indent">And with water and towels</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_281" id="Page_281">[281]</a></span>Her skin they did rub,</p>
+<p class="indent">Through a long summer day till the night;</p>
+<p>But the more they did rub her,</p>
+<p class="indent">The blacker she got;</p>
+<p>And while they did scrub her,</p>
+<p class="indent">She mourned her hard lot.</p>
+<p>So the maids threw away</p>
+<p class="indent">All their labor and care,</p>
+<p>And the mistress gave up</p>
+<p class="indent">Her fine scheme in despair.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 250px;">
+<img src="images/illus_283.png" width="250" height="269" alt="Illustration 283" title="Her fine scheme in despair" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_282" id="Page_282">[282]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="gardener" id="gardener"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_284.png" width="400" height="269" alt="Illustration 284" title="The bear and the gardener" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE BEAR AND THE GARDENER.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A bear</span> and gardener,</p>
+<p class="indent">Who mutually tired</p>
+<p>Of solitary life,</p>
+<p class="indent">And were inspired,</p>
+<p>With a warm friendship for each other,</p>
+<p>Promised to be to one another,</p>
+<p>Excellent friends, and so they were.</p>
+<p>As for the death of the poor man</p>
+<p>I'll tell you how it happened,</p>
+<p>If I can.</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_283" id="Page_283">[283]</a></span>The bear watching the gardener in his sleep&mdash;</p>
+<p>Beholding on his head a fly,</p>
+<p>And thinking it bad company,</p>
+<p>Took up a stone and dropped it down,</p>
+<p>Upon the fly 'tis true,</p>
+<p>But broke the gardener's crown.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3>MORAL.</h3>
+<div class="ml">
+<p>To make our fortunes or to mend,</p>
+<p>A most malignant enemy</p>
+<p>Is better than a foolish friend.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;">
+<img src="images/illus_285.png" width="300" height="197" alt="Illustration 285" title="Is better than a foolish friend" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_284" id="Page_284">[284]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="vultures" id="vultures"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_286.png" width="400" height="262" alt="Illustration 286" title="The vultures and the pigeons" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE VULTURES AND THE PIGEONS.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">The</span> wing'd inhabitants of air</p>
+<p>Waged on a time a direful war.</p>
+<p>Not those, in budding groves who sing,</p>
+<p>To usher in the amorous spring;</p>
+<p>Nor those, with Venus' car who fly</p>
+<p>Through the light clouds and yielding sky</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_285" id="Page_285">[285]</a></span>But the rapacious vulture brood,</p>
+<p>With crooked beak that thirsts for blood,</p>
+<p>And iron fangs. Their war, 'tis said,</p>
+<p>For a dog's carrion corse was made.</p>
+<p>Shrill shrieks resound from shore to shore;</p>
+<p>The earth beneath is sanguin'd o'er;</p>
+<p>Versed in the science to destroy,</p>
+<p>Address and valor they employ.</p>
+<p>'Twould take a hundred tongues to tell,</p>
+<p>The heroes from the air who fell.</p>
+<p>The dovecote race, a gentle nation,</p>
+<p>Made offers of their mediation.</p>
+<p>Prudent ambassadors are sent;</p>
+<p>The vultures with the terms content,</p>
+<p>Agree their guarantee to take,</p>
+<p>And armistice and treaty make.</p>
+<p>This kind desire to interfere,</p>
+<p>Cost the poor peace-makers full dear.</p>
+<p>To rapine bred, the ruthless crew,</p>
+<p>Nor gratitude nor faith who knew,</p>
+<p>On the defenceless pigeons fall,</p>
+<p>And shortly had devoured them all.</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="hr4" />
+
+<h3><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_286" id="Page_286">[286]</a></span>MORAL.</h3>
+<div class="ml">
+<p>When tyrants from their quarrels cease,</p>
+<p>Some weaker neighbor pays their peace.</p>
+<p>His safety in their warfare lies;</p>
+<p>Their feuds, not he should compromise.</p>
+<p>When Joseph, Frederick, and Kate,</p>
+<p>Tired of unprofitable hate,</p>
+<p>Their animosities would heel,</p>
+<p>They swallowed Poland at a meal.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 250px;">
+<img src="images/illus_288.png" width="250" height="225" alt="Illustration 288" title="They swallowed Poland at a meal" />
+</div>
+
+<hr />
+
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_287" id="Page_287">[287]</a></span></p>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"><a name="bees" id="bees"></a>
+<img src="images/illus_289.png" width="400" height="263" alt="Illustration 289" title="The bear and the bees" />
+</div>
+
+<h2><a href="#contents">THE BEAR AND THE BEES.</a></h2>
+
+<div class="ml">
+<p><span class="smcap">A bear</span> once rambled from his home,</p>
+<p>Chanced through a garden trim to roam,</p>
+<p>Where, 'neath the shelter of the trees,</p>
+<p>The farmer had his hives of bees.</p>
+<p>Bruin loved honey. "Now," said he,</p>
+<p>"I'll rob your store-house, Master Bee.</p>
+<p>You'll buz, and hum about my ears,</p>
+<p>But noise a brave bear never fears."</p>
+<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_288" id="Page_288">[288]</a></span>So saying, bear o'erturns a hive,</p>
+<p>And straight the air is all alive,</p>
+<p>With angry enemies, who sting</p>
+<p>As well as buz; and make bear sing,</p>
+<p>A lively tune of growls and roars,</p>
+<p>And cover him with smarting sores.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="figcenter" style="width: 350px;">
+<img src="images/illus_290.png" width="350" height="237" alt="Illustration 290" title="And cover him with smarting sores" />
+</div>
+
+
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+
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+The Project Gutenberg EBook of Aesop, in Rhyme, by Marmaduke Park
+
+This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with
+almost no restrictions whatsoever.  You may copy it, give it away or
+re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included
+with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org
+
+
+Title: Aesop, in Rhyme
+       Old Friends in a New Dress
+
+Author: Marmaduke Park
+
+Release Date: April 19, 2007 [EBook #21189]
+
+Language: English
+
+Character set encoding: ASCII
+
+*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK AESOP, IN RHYME ***
+
+
+
+
+Produced by David Edwards, Jacqueline Jeremy and the Online
+Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net (This
+file was produced from images generously made available
+by The University of Florida, The Internet
+Archive/Children's Library)
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: AEsop in Rhyme]
+
+
+
+
+AESOP,
+
+IN RHYME;
+
+OR,
+
+OLD FRIENDS IN A NEW DRESS.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+BY MARMADUKE PARK.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+PHILADELPHIA:
+C. G. HENDERSON, & CO.,
+N. W. CORNER ARCH AND FIFTH STREETS.
+1852.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1852,
+
+BY C. G. HENDERSON & CO.,
+
+in the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the United States,
+in and for the Eastern District of Pennsylvania.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE DOG AND THE WOLF.
+
+
+A wolf there was, whose scanty fare
+Had made his person lean and spare;
+A dog there was, so amply fed,
+His sides were plump and sleek; 'tis said
+The wolf once met this prosp'rous cur,
+And thus began: "Your servant, sir;
+I'm pleased to see you look so well,
+Though how it is I cannot tell;
+I have not broke my fast to-day;
+Nor have I, I'm concern'd to say,
+One bone in store or expectation,
+And that I call a great vexation."
+
+"Indeed it is," the dog replied:
+"I know no ill so great beside;
+But if you do not like to be
+So poorly fed, come live with me."
+"Agreed," rejoined the wolf, "I'll go:
+But pray, what work am I to do?"
+"Oh, guard the house, and do not fail
+To bark at thieves, and wag your tail."
+
+So off they jogg'd, and soon arrived
+At where the friendly mastiff lived.
+"Well," said the wolf, "I can't deny
+You have a better house than I."
+"Not so," the other then replied,
+"If you with me will hence abide."
+"Oh," said the wolf, "how kind you are!
+But what d'ye call _that_, hanging there?
+Is it an iron chain, or what?"
+"Friend," said the dog, "I quite forgot
+To mention that; sometimes, you see,
+They hook that little chain to _me_;
+But it is only meant to keep
+Us dogs from walking in our sleep,
+And should you wear it, you would find,
+It's nothing that you need to mind."
+
+"I'll take your word," the wolf replied.
+"It's truth by me shall ne'er be tried;
+I'll have my liberty again,
+And you your collar and your chain."
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+Our neighbors sometimes seem to be
+A vast deal better off than we;
+Yet seldom 'tis they really are,
+Since _they_ have troubles too to bear,
+Which, if the truth were really known,
+Are quite as grievous as our own.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE HERDSMAN.
+
+
+A herdsman, who lived at a time and a place
+Which, should you not know, is but little disgrace,
+Discover'd one morning, on counting his stock,
+That a sheep had been stolen that night from the flock.
+
+"Oh, I wish I had caught ye, _whoever ye be_
+I'd have soon let you know, I'd have soon let ye see,
+What he had to expect," said the herdsman, "I trow;
+But I've thought of a scheme that will trouble you now."
+
+So what did he do, sir, but put up a board,
+Describing the thief, and proposed a reward
+Of a lamb, to the man who would give information
+Concerning the thief, and his true designation.
+
+The project succeeded; for soon there applied
+A certain near neighbor, with others beside.
+"But tell me the thief," said the herdsman, "at least;"
+"Come hither," said they, "and we'll show you the beast!"
+
+"The _beast_!" said the rustic, who thought he should die on
+The spot, when he found that the thief was a lion!
+"Ill luck to my hurry, what now shall I do?
+I promised a lamb to detect you 'tis true;
+But now I'd consent _all_ my substance to pay,
+If I could but with safety get out of your way."
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+Silly people ask things that would ruin, if sent;
+They demand them in haste, and at leisure repent.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE BOYS AND THE FROGS.
+
+
+Some boys, beside a pond or lake,
+Were playing once at _duck and drake?_
+When, doubtless to their heart's content,
+Volleys of stones were quickly sent.
+
+But there were some (there will be such)
+Who did not seem amused so much;
+These were the frogs, to whom the game,
+In point of sport was not the same.
+
+For scarce a stone arrived, 'tis said,
+But gave some frog a broken head;
+And scores in less than half an hour,
+Perished beneath the dreadful shower.
+
+At last, said one, "You silly folks, I say,
+Do fling your stones another way;
+Though _sport_ to _you_, to throw them thus,
+Remember, pray, 'tis _death_ to us!"
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+From hence this moral may be learn'd:
+Let play _be play_ to _all concern'd_.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE COCK AND THE JEWEL.
+
+
+A cock there was: a sage was he
+  (If Esop we may trust,)
+Who wish'd to make a meal, you see,
+  As other sages must.
+
+With this intent, as heretofore,
+  When on the hunt for grain;
+Our hero scratch'd the litter o'er
+  With all his might and main.
+
+But scarce a minute had he scratch'd,
+  When, to his great surprise,
+A gem, with golden chain attach'd,
+  He saw with both his eyes.
+
+"Alack!" quoth he, "what have we here?
+  A diamond, I protest!
+Which lords and ladies buy so dear,
+  And hold in such request.
+
+"But one good barley-corn to me
+  Has more intrinsic worth
+Than all the pearls now in the sea,
+  Or gold now in the earth."
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+The moral here, in Esop's mind,
+  Was this, there's not a doubt:
+Things have _most_ value, which we find
+  We _cannot_ do without.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE MAN AND THE LION.
+
+
+A man and a lion once had a dispute,
+Which was reckon'd the greatest, the man or the brute;
+The lion discoursed on his side at some length,
+And greatly enlarged on his courage and strength.
+
+The man, one would think, had enough to reply
+On _his_ side the question, which none could deny;
+But like many others who make a pretence,
+He talk'd perfect nonsense, and thought it good sense.
+
+"So," says he, "don't be prating,--look yonder, I pray,
+At that sculpture of marble, now what will you say?
+The lion is vanquished; but as for the man
+He is striding upon him; deny it who can."
+
+"But pray," said the lion, "who sculptured that stone?"
+"One of _us_," said the man, "I must candidly own."
+"But when _we_ are sculptors," the other replied,
+"You will then on the man see the _lion_ astride."
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+The man might have added, if he had been wise,
+"But a beast _cannot_ sculpture a stone, _if he tries_."
+_That_ sufficiently shows where the difference lies.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE FOX AND THE CRANE.
+
+
+"I certainly think," said a fox to a crane,
+"That face, ma'am of yours is remarkably plain;
+That beak that you wear is so frightful a feature,
+It makes you appear a most singular creature."
+The crane, much offended at what she had heard,
+March'd off at full speed, without saying a word:
+"Oh dear!" said the fox, "Mrs. Crane, I protest
+You misunderstand me, 'twas only a jest."
+"Come, don't be affronted--stay with me and dine;
+You know very well 'tis this temper of mine
+To say such odd things to my intimate friends;
+But you know that poor Reynard no mischief intends."
+So the crane thought it best not to break with him quite,
+But to view his remarks in a good-natured light.
+So she put on as pleasant a face as she could
+When he ask'd her to dine, and replied that she would.
+But alas! she perceived that his jokes were not over,
+When Reynard removed from the victuals its cover
+'Twas neither game, butcher's meat, chicken, not fish;
+But plain gravy-soup, in a broad shallow dish.
+Now this the fox lapp'd with his tongue very quick,
+While the crane could scarce dip in the point of her beak;
+"You make a poor dinner," said he to his guest;
+"Oh, dear! by no means," said the bird, "I protest."
+But the crane ask'd the fox on a subsequent day,
+When nothing, it seems, for their dinner had they
+But some minced meat served up in a narrow-neck'd jar;
+Too long, and narrow, for Reynard by far.
+"You make a poor dinner, I fear," said the bird;
+"Why, I think," said the fox, "'twould be very absurd
+To deny what you say, yet I cannot complain,
+But confess, though a fox, that I'm matched by a crane."
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+Cunning folks who play tricks which good manners condemn,
+Often find their own tricks play'd again upon them.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE TRAVELLER AND THE SATYR.
+
+
+A luckless wight, in winter slow,
+Travelling once a forest through
+Cold and hungry, tired and wet,
+Began in words like these to fret:
+"Oh, what a sharp inclement day!
+And what a dismal, dreary way!
+No friendly cot, no cheering fields,
+No food this howling forest yields;
+I've nought in store or expectation!
+There's nought before me but starvation."
+
+"Not quite so bad," a voice replied;
+Quickly the traveller turned aside,
+And saw the satyr of the wood,
+Who close beside his dwelling stood.
+"Here is my cave hard by," said he,
+"Walk in, you're welcome, pray be free."
+
+The traveller did not hesitate,
+Hoping for something good to eat,
+But follow'd to his heart's content,
+Blowing his finger as he went.
+
+"Pray," said the satyr, "may I know
+For what you blow your fingers so?"
+
+"What! need you," said the man, "be told?--
+To _warm_ my fingers, 'numb'd with cold."
+
+"Indeed!" was all his host replied,
+Intent some pottage to provide,
+Which heated well, with spice infused,
+Was to his shivering guest produced:
+
+So hot it was, as Esop sung,
+It made our traveller scald his tongue;
+And wishing not again to do it,
+Our hero could not wait, but blew it.
+
+"What?" said his host, in accent rough,
+"Is not your pottage hot enough?"
+"Yes," said the man, "full well I know it,
+'Tis far too hot, that's why I blow it."
+"You artful villain! do you so?"
+His host replied, with angry brow;
+"My cave shall not a moment hold
+A man that blows both hot and cold!
+By none but rogues can that be done,
+You double-dealing wretch, begone!"
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+The traveller scarce deserved such wrath,
+For warming fingers--cooling broth.
+No statutes old or new forbid it,
+Although with the same mouth he did it:
+Yet this beware of old and young,
+What Esop meant--a _double tongue_;
+Which flatters now with civil clack,
+And slanders soon behind one's back.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE TRAVELLERS AND THE PURSE.
+
+
+Two friends once were walking in sociable chat,
+  When a purse one espied on the ground;
+"Oh, see!" said he, (thank my fortune for that,)
+  "What a large sum of money I've found!"
+
+"Nay, do not say _I_" said his friend, "for you know
+  'Tis but friendship to share it with me;"
+"I share it with you," said the other. "How so?
+  He who _found_ it the owner should be."
+
+"Be it so," said his friend, "but what sound do I hear?
+  'Stop thief!' one is calling to you;
+He comes with a constable close in the rear!"
+  Said the other, "Oh, what shall we do?"
+
+"Nay, do not say _we_," said his friend, "for you know
+  You claimed the sole right to the prize!
+And since all the _money_ was taken by you,
+  With you the _dishonesty_ lies."
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+When people are selfish, dishonest, and mean,
+Their nature, in dealing, will quickly be seen.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE MOUTH AND THE LIMBS.
+
+In days of yore, they say, 'twas then
+  When all things spoke their mind;
+The arms and legs of certain men,
+  To treason felt inclined.
+
+These arms and legs together met,
+  As snugly as they could,
+With knees and elbows, hands and feet,
+  In discontented mood.
+
+Said they, "'Tis neither right nor fair,
+  Nor is there any need,
+To labor with such toil and care,
+  The greedy mouth to feed."
+
+"This we're resolved no more to do,
+  Though we so long have done it;"
+"Ah!" said the knees and elbows too,
+  "And we are bent upon it."
+
+"I," said the tongue, "may surely speak,
+  Since I his inmate am;
+And for his vices while you seek,
+  His virtues I'll proclaim.
+
+"You say the mouth embezzles all,
+  The fruit of your exertion;
+But I on this assembly call
+  To prove the base assertion.
+
+"The food which you with labor gain,
+  He too with labor chews;
+Nor does he long the food retain,
+  But gives it for your use.
+
+"But he his office has resign'd
+  To whom you may prefer;
+He begs you therefore now to find
+  Some other treasurer."
+
+"Well, be it so," they all replied;
+  "His wish shall be obeyed;
+We think the hands may now be tried
+  As treasurers in his stead."
+
+The hands with joy to this agreed,
+  And all to them was paid;
+But they the treasure kept indeed,
+  And no disbursements made.
+
+Once more the clam'rous members met,
+  A lean and hungry throng;
+When all allowed, from head to feet,
+  That what they'd done was wrong.
+
+To take his office once again,
+  The mouth they all implored;
+Who soon accepted it, and then
+  Health was again restored.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+This tale for state affairs is meant,
+  Which we need not discuss;
+At present we will be content,
+  To find a moral thus:
+
+The mouth has claims of large amount,
+  From arms, legs, feet, and hands;
+But let them not, on that account,
+ Pay _more_ than it demands.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE HARE AND THE TORTOISE.
+
+
+Said a hare to a tortoise, "Good sir, what a while
+  You have been only crossing the way;
+Why I really believe that to go half a mile,
+  You must travel two nights and a day."
+
+"I am very contented," the creature replied,
+  "Though I walk but a tortoise's pace,
+But if you think proper the point to decide,
+  We will run half a mile in a race."
+
+"Very good," said the hare; said the tortoise, "Proceed,
+  And the fox shall decide who has won,"
+Then the hare started off with incredible speed;
+  But the tortoise walk'd leisurely on.
+
+"Come tortoise, friend tortoise, walk on," said the hare,
+  "Well, I shall stay here for my dinner;
+Why, 'twill take you a month, at that rate, to get there,
+  Then how can you hope to be winner?"
+
+But the tortoise could hear not a word that she said
+  For he was far distant behind;
+So the hare felt secured while at leisure she fed,
+  And took a sound nap when she dined.
+
+So at last this slow walker came up with the hare,
+  And there fast asleep did he spy her;
+And he cunningly crept with such caution and care,
+  That she woke not, although he pass'd by her.
+
+"Well now," thought the hare, when she open'd her eyes,
+  "For the race,--and I soon shall have done it;"
+But who can describe her chagrin and surprise,
+  When she found that the _tortoise_ had won it!
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+Thus plain plodding people, we often shall find,
+Will leave hasty confident people behind.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE MILKMAID.
+
+
+A milkmaid, who poized a full pail on her head,
+Thus mused on her prospects in life, it is said:
+"Let's see--I should think that this milk will procure
+One hundred good eggs, or fourscore to be sure.
+
+"Well then--stop a bit,--it must not be forgotten,
+Some of these may be broken, and some may be rotten;
+But if twenty for accidents should be detach'd,
+It will leave me just sixty sound eggs to hatch'd.
+
+"Well, sixty sound eggs--no; sound chickens, I mean;
+Of these some may die--we'll suppose seventeen--
+Seventeen!--not so many--say ten at the most,
+Which will leave fifty chickens to boil or to roast.
+
+"But then there's their barley; how much will they need?
+Why they take but one grain at a time when they feed,
+So that's a mere trifle; now then let us see,
+At a fair market price, how much money there'll be?
+
+"Six shillings a pair--five--four--three-and-six,
+To prevent all mistakes, that low price I will fix;
+Now what will that make? fifty chickens, I said,
+Fifty times three-and-sixpence--_I'll ask brother Ned_.
+
+"Oh! but stop--three-and-sixpence a _pair_ I must sell 'em;
+Well, a pair is a couple--now then let us tell 'em;
+A couple in fifty will go--(my poor brain!)
+Why just a score times, and five pair will remain.
+
+"Twenty-five pair of fowls--now how shameful it is,
+That I can't reckon up as much money as this!
+Well, there's no use in trying; so let's give a guess;
+I will say twenty pounds, and _it can't be no less_.
+
+"Twenty pounds, I am certain, will buy me a cow,
+Thirty geese, and two turkeys--eight pigs and a sow;
+Now if these turn out well, at the end of the year,
+I shall fill both my pockets with guineas 'tis clear.
+
+"Then I'll bid that old tumble-down hovel good-bye;
+My mother she'll scold, and my sisters they'll cry:
+But I won't care a crow's egg for all they can say;
+I sha'n't go to stop with such beggars as they!"
+
+But forgetting her burden, when this she had said,
+The maid superciliously toss'd up her head
+When alas! for her prospects--the milk pail descended!
+And so all her schemes for the future were ended.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+This moral, I think, may be safely attach'd:
+Reckon not on your chickens before they are hatch'd.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE LARK AND HER YOUNG ONES.
+
+
+A lark who had her nest conceal'd,
+Says Esop, in a barley field;
+Began, as harvest time drew near,
+The reaping of the corn to fear;
+Afraid they would her nest descry,
+Before her tender brood could fly.
+She charged them therefore every day,
+Before for food she flew away,
+To watch the farmer in her stead,
+And listen well to all he said.
+
+It chanced one day, she scarce was gone,
+Ere the farmer came and his son.
+The farmer well his field survey'd,
+And sundry observations made;
+At last, "I'll tell you what," said he,
+"This corn is fit to cut, I see;
+But we our neighbor's help must borrow,
+So tell them we begin to-morrow."
+
+Just after this the lark returned,
+When from her brood this news she learned.
+"Ah! dearest mother," then, said they,
+"Pray, let us all begone to-day."
+
+"My dears," said she, "you need not fret,
+I shall not be uneasy yet;
+For if he waits for neighbor's aid,
+The business long will be delay'd."
+
+At dawn she left her nest once more,
+And charged her young ones as before.
+
+At five the farmer came again,
+And waited for his friends in vain,
+"Well," said the man, "I fancy, son,
+These _friends_ we can't depend upon;
+To-morrow early, mind you go,
+And let our own _relations_ know."
+
+Again the lark approach'd her nest,
+When round her all her young ones press'd,
+And told their mother, word for word,
+The fresh intelligence they heard.
+
+"Ah, children, be at ease," said she
+"We're safe another day, I see;
+For these _relations_, you will find,
+Just like his _friends_, will stay behind."
+
+At dawn again the lark withdrew,
+And did again her charge renew.
+
+Once more the farmer early came,
+And found the case was just the same.
+The day advanced, the sun was high;
+But not a single help drew nigh.
+Then said the farmer, "Hark ye, son--
+I see this job will not be done,
+While thus we wait for friends and neighbors;
+So you and I'll commence our labors:
+To-morrow early, we'll begin
+_Ourselves_, and get our harvest in."
+
+"Now," said the lark, when this she heard,
+"Our movement must not be deferr'd;
+For if the farmer and his son
+Themselves begin, 'twill soon be done."
+
+The morrow proved the lark was right;
+For all was cut and housed by night.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+Hence, while we wait for other's aid,
+Our business needs must be delay'd;
+Which might be done with half the labor
+'Twould take to go and call a neighbor.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE PHILOSOPHER AND THE
+ACORN.
+
+
+A philosopher, proud of his wit and his reason,
+Sat him under an oak in a hot summer season.
+On the oak grew an acorn or two, it is said:
+On the ground grew a pumpkin as big as his head.
+
+Thought the sage, "What's the reason this oak is so strong
+A few acorns to bear that are scarce an inch long;
+While this poor feeble plant has a weight to sustain,
+Which had much better hang on the tree, it is plain?"
+
+But just at the time the philosopher spoke
+An acorn dropp'd down on his head from the oak;
+Then, said he, who just now thought _his_ plan was so clever,
+"I am glad that _this_ was not a pumpkin, however."
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+The sage would no doubt have looked grievously dull,
+Had a pumpkin descended with force on his scull.
+Of his folly then let us in future beware,
+And believe that _such_ matters _are best as they are_:
+Leave the manners and customs of oak trees alone,
+Of acorns, and pumpkins--and look to our own.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE WOLF AND THE CRANE.
+
+
+A wolf, once forgetting the size of his swallow,
+  Tried to pass a large marrow-bone through it.
+"Oh dear," said the beast, thinking death was to follow,
+  "How careless and stupid to do it!"
+
+His mouth was propp'd open by means of the bone,
+  And his breathing was greatly impeded,
+But a crane coming up, he contrived to make known
+  What kind of assistance he needed.
+
+"How d'ye do?" said the bird; said the beast, "Very ill,
+  For a bone has gone down the wrong way;
+But if you can extract it by means of your bill,
+  The service I'll amply repay."
+
+Thought the crane, "I'm no surgeon: yet all must agree,
+  That my bill will make excellent _forceps_;
+And as for the money, I do not now see
+  Why I need refuse taking his worship's."
+
+Said the bird, "It's agreed;" said his patient, "Proceed,
+  And take the bone hence, I beseech;"
+Which, after awhile, and with infinite toil,
+  The crane at last managed to reach.
+
+"Thank my stars!" said the beast, from his terrors released,
+  "Thank you _too_, sir," said he to the bird;
+"Alas!" said the crane, "is this all I'm to gain,
+  I was waiting the promised reward."
+
+Said the wolf, "You forget, I've contracted no debt,
+  Since the service was _rendered by me_;
+Your head I releas'd from the jaws of a beast,
+  And now you're demanding a fee!"
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+Give your help to a wolf, should he beg for your aid,
+But you must not expect when you've done to be paid.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE DOG AND THE SHADOW.
+
+
+A dog growing thinner, for want of a dinner,
+  Once purloined him a joint from a tray,
+"How happy I am, with this shoulder of lamb,"
+  Thought the cur as he trotted away.
+
+But the way that he took, lay just over a brook,
+  Which he found it was needful to cross;
+So without more ado, he plunged in to go through,
+  Not dreaming of danger or loss.
+
+But what should appear, in this rivulet clear,
+  As he thought upon coolest reflection,
+But a cur like himself, who with ill-gotten pelf,
+  Had run off in that very direction.
+
+Thought the dog, _a propos_! but that instant let go
+  (As he snatched at this same water-spaniel)
+The piece he possess'd:--so with hunger distress'd
+  He slowly walk'd home to his kennel.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+Hence, when we are needy, don't let us be greedy,
+  (Excuse me this line of digression,)
+Lest in snatching at all, like the dog, we let fall
+  The good that we have in possession.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE TRAVELLERS AND THE BEAR.
+
+
+Two trav'llers one morning set out from their home,
+It might be from Sparta, from Athens, or Rome;
+It matters not which, but agreed, it is said,
+Should danger arise, to lend each other aid.
+
+But scarce was this done, when forth rushing amain,
+Sprung a bear from a wood tow'rds these travellers twain;
+Then one of our heroes, with courage immense,
+Climb'd into a tree, and there found his defence.
+
+The other fell flat to the earth with dread,
+When the bear came and smelt him, and thought he was dead;
+So not liking the carcase, away trotted he,
+When straight our brave hero descended the tree.
+
+Then, said he, "I can't think what the bear could propose,
+When so close to your ear, he presented his nose."
+"Why this," said the other, "he told me to do,
+To beware for the future of cowards like you."
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+Those people who run from their friends in distress,
+Will be left when _themselves_ are in trouble, I guess.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE FROGS AND THE BULL.
+
+
+A Bull once treading near a bog,
+Displaced the entrails of a frog,
+  Who near his foot did trust them;
+In fact, so great was the contusion,
+And made of his inwards such confusion,
+  No art could re-adjust them.
+
+It chanced that some who saw his fate,
+Did to a friend the deed relate,
+  With croakings, groans, and hisses;
+"The beast," said they, "in size excell'd
+All other beasts," their neighbors swell'd,
+  And ask'd, "as large as this is!"
+
+"Oh, larger far than that," said they,
+"Do not attempt it, madam, pray;"
+  But still the frog distended,
+And said, "I'll burst, but I'll exceed,"
+She tried, and burst herself indeed!
+  And so the matter ended.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+Should you with pride inflate and swell,
+As did the frog: then who can tell!
+Your sides may crack, as has been shown,
+And we with laughing crack our own.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE COUNCIL OF MICE.
+
+
+Some mice who saw fit, once a quarter to meet,
+  To arrange the concerns of their city;
+Thought it needful to choose, as is common with us,
+  First a chairman, and then a committee.
+
+When the chairman was seated, the object he stated
+  For which at that meeting they sat:
+Which was, it should seem, the concerting a scheme
+  To defeat the designs of the cat.
+
+Dr. Nibblecheese rose, and said, "I would propose,
+  To this cat we fasten a bell;
+He who likes what I've said, now will hold up his head;
+  He who does not, may hold up his tail."
+
+So out of respect, they their noses erect,
+  Except one who the order reversed;
+_Ayes_, all then but one, but yet nought could be done,
+  Until he had his reasons rehearsed.
+
+"I shall not," said this mouse, "waste the time of the house,
+  In long arguments; since, as I view it,
+The scheme would succeed without doubt, if indeed
+  We could find any mouse who would _do it_."
+
+"Hear! hear!" was the cry, and "no bells we will try,
+  Unless you will fasten them on;"
+So quite broken-hearted the members departed,
+  For the bill was rejected _nem. con._
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+Then be not too hasty in giving advice,
+Lest your schemes should remind of the council of mice;
+You had better delay your opinion a year,
+Than put forth a ridiculous one, it is clear.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE WOLF AND THE LAMB.
+
+
+A wolf and lamb once chanced to meet,
+Beside a stream, whose waters sweet
+Brought various kinds of beasts together,
+When dry and sultry was the weather;
+Now though the wolf came there to _drink_,
+Of _eating_, he began to think,
+As soon as near the lamb he came,
+And straight resolved to kill the same;
+Yet thought it better to begin,
+With threat'ning words and angry mien.
+
+"And so," said he, to him below,
+"How dare you stir the water so?
+Making the cool refreshing flood,
+As brown as beer, and thick as mud."
+
+"Sir," said the lamb, "that cannot be,
+The water flows _from you to me_;
+So, 'tis impossible, I think,
+That what I do can spoil your drink."
+
+"I say it does, you saucy puss:
+How dare you contradict me thus;
+But more than this, you idle clack,
+You rail'd at me behind my back
+Two years ago, I have been told;"
+"How so? I'm not a twelvemonth old,"
+The lamb replied; "So I suspect
+Your honor is not quite correct."
+
+"If not, your mother it must be,
+And that comes all the same to me,"
+Rejoined the wolf--who waited not
+But kill'd and ate him on the spot.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+Some, like the wolf, adopt the plan,
+To make a quarrel _if they can_;
+But none with you can hold dispute,
+If you're _determined_ to be mute;
+For sure this proverb must be true,
+That ev'ry _quarrel_ must have _two_.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE BEASTS IN PARTNERSHIP.
+
+
+This _firm_ once existed, I'd have you to know,
+Messrs. Lion, Wolf, Tiger, Fox, Leopard, and Co.;
+These in business were join'd, and of course 'twas implied,
+They their stocks should unite, and the profits divide.
+
+Now the fable relates, it so happened one day,
+That their efforts combined, made a bullock their prey:
+But agreed that the Lion should make the division,
+And patiently waited the monarch's decision.
+
+"My friends," said the Lion, "I've parted, you see,
+The whole into six, which is right, you'll agree;
+One part I may claim, as my share in the trade."
+"Oh, take it and welcome," they all of them said.
+
+"I claim too the second; since no one denies
+'Twas my courage and conduct that gained you the prize:
+And for the third; that you know is a fine
+To the Lord of the manor, and therefore is mine."
+
+"Hey day!" said the fox; "Stop a bit," said the lion,
+"I have not quite done," said he, fixing his eye on
+The other three parts; "you are fully aware,
+That, as _tribute_, one other part comes to my share.
+
+"And I think 'twould be prudent, the next to put by
+Somewhere safe in _my_ den for a future supply,
+And the other, you know, will but barely suffice,
+To pay those expenses which always arise."
+
+"If this be the case," said the fox, "I discern
+That the business to _us_ is a losing concern;
+If so to withdraw, I should think would be best;"
+"Oh, yes! let us break up the firm," said the rest;
+
+And so:--for you may not have heard of it yet,--
+It was quickly dissolved, though not in _the gazette_.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+Some folks in their dealings, like him in the fable,
+Will take others' shares, if they think they are able;
+But let them not wonder who act in this way,
+If they find none will join them in business or play.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE LION AND THE MOUSE.
+
+
+A lion, with the heat oppress'd,
+One day composed himself to rest;
+But whilst he dozed, as he intended,
+A mouse his royal back ascended;
+Nor thought of harm as Esop tells,
+Mistaking him for something else,
+And travelled over him, and round him,
+And might have left him as he found him,
+Had he not, tremble when you hear,
+Tried to explore the monarch's ear!
+Who straightway woke with wrath immense,
+And shook his head to cast him thence.
+"You rascal, what are you about,"
+Said he, when he had turned him out.
+"I'll teach you soon," the lion said,
+"To make a mouse-hole in my head!"
+So saying, he prepared his foot,
+To crush the trembling tiny brute;
+But he, the mouse, with tearful eye,
+Implored the lion's clemency,
+Who thought it best at least to give
+His little pris'ner a reprieve.
+'Twas nearly twelve months after this,
+The lion chanced his way to miss;
+When pressing forward: heedless yet,
+He got entangled in a net.
+With dreadful rage he stamp'd and tore,
+And straight commenced a lordly roar;
+When the poor mouse who heard the noise,
+Attended, for she knew his voice.
+Then what the lion's utmost strength
+Could not effect, she did at length:
+With patient labor she applied
+Her teeth, the net-work to divide;
+And so at last forth issued he,
+A _lion_, by a mouse set free.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+Few are so small or weak, I guess,
+But may assist us in distress;
+Nor shall we ever, if we're wise,
+The meanest, or the least, despise.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE JEALOUS ASS.
+
+
+"There lived," says friend Esop, "some ages ago,
+An ass who had feelings acute, you must know;
+This ass to be jealous, felt strongly inclined,
+And for reasons which follow, felt hurt in his mind."
+
+It seems that his master, as I understand,
+Had a favorite dog which he fed from his hand.
+Nay, the dog was permitted to jump on his knee:
+An honor that vex'd our poor donkey to see.
+
+"Now," thought he, "what's the reason, I cannot see any,
+That I have no favors, while he has so many?
+If all this is got by just wagging his tail,
+Why _I_ have got one, which I'll wag without fail."
+
+So the donkey resolved to try what he could do
+And, determined unusual attentions to show,
+When his master was dining, came into the room.
+"Good sir!" said his friends, "why your donkey is come!"
+
+"Indeed!" said their host, great astonishment showing,
+When he saw the ass come, while his tail was a-going;
+But who can describe his dismay or fear,
+When the donkey rear'd up, and bray'd loud in his ear!
+
+"You rascal get down,--John, Edward, or Dick!
+Where are you? make haste, and come here with a stick."
+The man roared--the guests laugh'd--the dog bark'd--the bell rung:
+Coals, poker, and tongs, at the donkey were flung,
+
+Till the blows and the kicks, with combined demonstration,
+Convinced him that this was a bad speculation;
+So, mortified deeply, his footsteps retrod he,
+Hurt much in his mind, but still more in his body.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+So some silly children, as stupid as may be,
+Will cry for indulgences fit for a baby.
+Had they enter'd the room while the donkey withdrew,
+They'd have seen their own folly and punishment too:
+Let them think of this fable, and what came to pass;
+Nor forget, he who play'd this fine game was _an ass_.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE TOWN AND COUNTRY MICE.
+
+
+A plain, but honest, country mouse,
+Residing in a miller's house;
+Once, on a time, invited down
+An old acquaintance of the town:
+And soon he brought his dainties out;
+The best he had there's not a doubt.
+A dish of oatmeal and green peas,
+With half a candle, and some cheese;
+Some beans, and if I'm not mistaken,
+A charming piece of Yorkshire bacon.
+And then to show he was expert
+In such affairs, a fine dessert
+Was next produced, all which he press'd,
+With rustic freedom, on his guest.
+
+But he, the city epicure,
+This homely fare could not endure
+Indeed he scarcely broke his fast
+By what he took, but said, at last,
+"Old crony, now, I'll tell you what:
+I don't admire this lonely spot;
+This dreadful, dismal, dirty hole,
+Seems more adapted for a mole
+Than 'tis for you; Oh! could you see
+_My_ residence, how charm'd you'd be.
+Instead of bringing up your brood
+In wind, and wet, and solitude,
+Come bring them all at once to town,
+We'll make a courtier of a clown.
+I think that, for your children's sake,
+'Tis proper my advice to take."
+"Well," said his host, "I can but try,
+And so poor quiet hole good bye!"
+
+Then off they jogg'd for many a mile,
+Talking of splendid things the while;
+At last, in town, they all arrived--
+Found where the city mouse had lived--
+Entered at midnight through a crack,
+And rested from their tedious track.
+
+"Now," said the city mouse, "I'll show
+What kind of fare I've brought you to:"
+On which he led the rustic mice
+Into a larder, snug and nice,
+Where ev'ry thing a mouse could relish,
+Did ev'ry shelf and nook embellish.
+
+"Now is not this to be preferr'd
+To your green peas?" "Upon my word,
+It is," the country mouse replied,
+"All this must needs the point decide."
+
+Scarce had they spoke these words, when, lo!
+A tribe of servants hasten'd through,
+And also two gigantic cats,
+Who spied our country mouse and brats.
+Then, by a timely exit, she
+Just saved herself and family.
+
+"Oh, ask me not," said she in haste,
+"Your tempting dainties more to taste;
+I much prefer my homely peas,
+To splendid dangers such as these."
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+Then let not those begin to grumble,
+Whose lot is safe, though poor and humble;
+Nor envy him who better fares,
+But for each good, has twenty cares.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE FOX AND THE CROW.
+
+
+Crows feed upon worms: yet an author affirms
+  Cheshire cheese they will get if they're able;
+"For," said he, "I well know, one unprincipled crow
+  Once purloined a large piece from my table."
+
+Then away darted she, to the shade of a tree,
+  To deposit the booty within her;
+But it never occurr'd to the mind of the bird,
+  That a _fox_ was to have it for dinner.
+
+"How many a slip, 'twixt the cup and the lip!"
+  (Excuse me, I pray, the digression,)
+Said a fox to himself, "I can share in the pelf,
+  If I act with my usual discretion."
+
+So said he, "Is it you? pray, ma'am, how do you do,
+  I have long wish'd to pay you a visit;
+For a twelvemonth has pass'd, since I heard of you last
+  Which is not very neighborly, is it?
+
+"But, dear madam," said he, "you are dining, I see;
+  On that subject I'd ask your advice;
+Pray, ma'am, now can you tell, where provisions they sell,
+  That are not an extravagant price?
+
+"Bread and meat are so dear, and have been for a year,
+  That poor people can scarcely endure it,
+And then _cheese is so high_, that such beggars as I,
+  _Till it falls_, cannot hope to procure it."
+
+But the ill-behaved bird did not utter a word,
+  Still intent on retaining her plunder;
+Thought the fox, "It should seem, this is not a good scheme,
+  What else can I think of, I wonder?"
+
+So said Reynard once more, "I ne'er knew it before,
+  But your feathers are whiter than snow is!"
+But thought he, when he'd said it, "she'll ne'er give it credit,
+  For what bird is so black as a crow is."
+"But I'm told that your voice is a horrible noise,
+  Which they say of all sounds is the oddest;
+But then this is absurd, for it never is heard,
+  Since you are so excessively modest."
+
+If _that's_ all thought the crow, "I will soon let you know
+  That all doubt on that score may be ended;"
+Then most laughingly piped, the poor silly biped,
+  When quickly her dinner descended!
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+If this _biped_ had not been so vain and conceited,
+She would not by the fox quite so soon have been cheated;
+But perhaps the term _biped_ to some may be new:
+'Tis a two-legged creature--perchance it is _you_.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE LION AND THE ECHO.
+
+
+A lion, bravest of the wood,
+Whose title undisputed stood,
+As o'er the wide domains he prowl'd,
+And in pursuit of booty growl'd,
+An Echo from a distant cave
+Regrowl'd, articulately grave:
+His majesty, surprised, began
+To think at first it was a man;
+But on reflection sage, he found
+It was too like a lion's sound.
+"Whose voice is that which growls at mine?"
+His highness ask'd. Says Echo, "Mine!"
+"Thine!" says the Lion: "Who art thou?"
+Echo as stern cried, "Who art thou?"
+"Know I'm a lion, hear and tremble!"
+Replied the king. Cried Echo, "Tremble!"
+"Come forth," says Lion; "show thyself."
+Laconic Echo answered, "Elf."
+"Elf, durst thou call me, vile pretender?"
+Echo as loud replies, "Pretender!"
+At this, as jealous of his reign,
+He growl'd in rage; she growl'd again.
+Incensed the more, he chafed and foam'd,
+And round the spacious forest roam'd
+To find the rival of his throne,
+Who durst with him dispute the crown.
+
+A fox, who listen'd all the while,
+Address'd the monarch with a smile:
+"My liege, most humbly I make bold,
+Though truth may not be always told,
+That this same phantom which you hear,
+That so alarms your royal ear,
+Is not a rival of your throne:
+The voice and fears are all your own."
+Imaginary terrors scare
+A timorous soul with real fear;
+Nay, even the wise and brave are cow'd
+By apprehensions from the crowd:
+A frog a lion may disharm,
+And yet how causeless the alarm!
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE PAPER KITE.
+
+
+Once on a time, a paper kite
+Was mounted to a wondrous height;
+Where, giddy with its elevation,
+It thus express'd self-admiration:
+"See how yon crowds of gazing people
+Admire my flight above the steeple;
+How would they wonder, if they knew
+All that a kite, like me, could do?
+Were I but free, I'd take a flight,
+And pierce the clouds beyond their sight.
+But, ah! like a poor prisoner bound,
+My string confines me near the ground.
+I'd brave the eagle's towering wing,
+Might I but fly without a string."
+It tugg'd and pull'd, while thus it spoke,
+To break the string--at last it broke!
+Deprived at once of all its stay,
+In vain it tried to soar away:
+Unable its own weight to bear,
+It flutter'd downward through the air;
+Unable its own course to guide,
+The winds soon plunged it in the tide.
+Oh! foolish kite, thou hadst no wing,
+How could'st thou fly without a string?
+My heart replied, "Oh, Lord, I see
+How much the kite resembles me!
+Forgetful that by thee I stand,
+Impatient of thy ruling hand;
+How oft I've wish'd to break the lines
+Thy wisdom for my lot assigns!
+How oft indulged a vain desire
+For something more or something higher!
+And but for grace and love divine,
+A fall thus dreadful had been mine."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE RATS AND THE CHEESE.
+
+
+If bees a government maintain,
+Why may not rats of stronger brain
+And greater power, as well bethought
+By Machiavelian axioms taught?
+And so they are, for thus of late
+It happened in the rats' free state.
+Their prince (his subjects more to please)
+Had got a mighty Cheshire cheese,
+In which his ministers of state
+Might live in plenty and grow great.
+A powerful party straight combined,
+And their united forces join'd,
+To bring their measures into play,
+For none so loyal were as they;
+And none such patriots, to support
+As well the country as the court.
+No sooner were those Dons admitted
+But (all those wondrous virtues quitted)
+They all the speediest means devise
+To raise themselves and families.
+Another party well observing
+These pamper'd were, while they were starving,
+Their ministry brought in disgrace,
+Expelled them and supplied their place;
+These on just principles were known
+The true supporters of the throne,
+And for the subjects liberty
+They'd (marry would they) freely die;
+But being well fix'd in their station,
+Regardless of their prince and nation,
+Just like the others, all their skill
+Was how they might their paunches fill.
+On this a rat, not quite so blind
+In state intrigues as human kind,
+But of more honor, thus replied:
+"Confound ye all on either side;
+All your contentions are but these,
+Whose arts shall best secure the cheese."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+AURELIA AND THE SPIDER.
+
+
+The muslin torn, from tears of grief
+In vain Aurelia sought relief;
+In sighs and plaints she pass'd the day;
+The tatter'd frock neglected lay:
+While busied at the weaving trade,
+A spider heard the sighing maid
+And kindly stopping in a trice,
+Thus offer'd (gratis) her advice:
+"Turn, little girl! behold in me
+A stimulus to industry
+Compare your woes, my dear, with mine,
+Then tell me who should most repine:
+This morning, ere you left your room,
+The chambermaid's remorseless broom
+In one sad moment that destroy'd,
+To build which thousands were employ'd!
+The shock was great; but as my life
+I saved in the relentless strife,
+I knew lamenting was in vain,
+So patient went to work again.
+By constant work, a day or more,
+My little mansion did restore:
+And if each tear which you have shed
+Had been a needle-full of thread,
+If every sigh of sad despair
+Had been a stitch of proper care,
+Closed would have been the luckless rent,
+Nor thus the day have been misspent."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE REDBREAST AND THE
+SPARROW.
+
+
+Perch'd on a tree, hard by a rural cot,
+A redbreast singing cheer'd the humble spot;
+A sparrow on the thatch in critic spleen
+Thus took occasion to reprove the strain:
+"Dost thou," cried he, "thou dull dejected thing,
+Presume to emulate the birds of spring?
+Can thy weak warbling dare approach the thrush
+Or blackbird's accents in the hawthorn bush?
+Or with the lark dost thou poor mimic, vie,
+Or nightingale's unequal'd melody?
+These other birds possessing twice thy fire
+Have been content in silence to admire."
+"With candor judge," the minstrel bird replied,
+"Nor deem my efforts arrogance or pride;
+Think not ambition makes me act this part,
+I only sing because I love the art:
+I envy not, indeed, but much revere
+Those birds whose fame the test of skill will bear;
+I feel no hope arising to surpass,
+Nor with their charming songs my own to class;
+Far other aims incite my humble strain.
+Then surely I your pardon may obtain,
+While I attempt the rural vale to move
+By imitating of the lays I love."
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE POET AND THE COBWEBS.
+
+
+A bard, whose pen had brought him more
+Of fame than of the precious ore,
+In Grub Street garret oft reposed
+With eyes contemplative half-closed.
+Cobwebs around in antique glory,
+Chief of his household inventory,
+Suggested to his roving brains
+Amazing multitude of scenes.
+
+"This batch," said he, "of murder-spinners
+Who toil their brains out for their dinners,
+Though base, too long unsung has lain
+By kindred brethren of Duck Lane,
+Unknowing that its little plan
+Holds all the cyclopedia of man.
+
+"This one, whose radiant thread
+Is every where from centre spread,
+Like orbs in planetary skies,
+Enclosed with rounds of various size,
+This curious frame I aptly call
+A cobweb mathematical.
+
+"In secret holes, that dirty line,
+Where never sun presumes to shine,
+With straws, and filth, and time beset,
+Where all is fish that comes to net,
+That musty film, the Muse supposes
+Figures the web of Virtuosos.
+
+"You, where the gaudy insect sings,
+Are cobwebs of the court of kings,
+Where gilded threads conceal the gin.
+And broider'd knaves are caught therein.
+
+"That holly, fix'd 'mid mildew'd panes,
+Of cheerless Christmas the remains
+(I only dream and sing its cheer,
+My Muse keeps Lent throughout the year)
+That holly, labor'd o'er and o'er,
+Is cobwebs of the lawyer's lore,
+Where frisky flies, on gambols borne,
+Find out the snare, when lost, undone.
+
+"These dangling webs, with dirt and age,
+Display their tatter'd equipage,
+So like the antiquarian crew,
+That those in every thread I view.
+
+"Here death disseminated lies,
+In shrunk anatomies of flies;
+And amputated limbs declare
+What vermin lie in ambush there:
+A baited lure with drugg'd perdition,
+A cobweb, not misnamed physician.
+
+"Those plaited webs, long pendent there,
+Of sable bards a subtle snare,
+Of all-collective disposition,
+Which holds like gout of inquisition,
+May well denominated be,
+The trap-webs of divinity."
+
+But whilst our bard described the scene,
+A bee stole through a broken pane;
+Fraught with the sweets of every flower,
+In taking his adventurous tour,
+Is there entrapp'd. Exert thy sting,
+Bold bee, and liberate thy wing!
+The poet kindly dropp'd his pen,
+And freed the captive from its den;
+Then musing o'er his empty table,
+Forgot the moral of his fable.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE EPICURE AND THE PHYSICIAN.
+
+
+Two hundred years ago, or more,
+An heir possess'd a miser's store;
+Rejoiced to find his father dead,
+Till then on thrifty viands fed;
+Unnumber'd dishes crown'd his board,
+With each unwholesome trifle stored.
+He ate--and long'd to eat again,
+But sigh'd for appetite in vain:
+His food, though dress'd a thousand ways,
+Had lost its late accustom'd praise;
+He relish'd nothing--sickly grew--
+Yet long'd to taste of something new.
+It chanced in this disastrous case,
+One morn betimes he join'd the chase:
+Swift o'er the plain the hunters fly,
+Each echoing out a joyous cry;
+A forest next before them lay;
+He, left behind, mistook his way,
+And long alone bewildered rode,
+He found a peasant's poor abode;
+But fasting kept, from six to four,
+Felt hunger, long unfelt before;
+The friendly swain this want supplied,
+And Joan some eggs and bacon fried.
+Not dainty now, the squire in haste
+Fell to, and praised their savory taste;
+Nay, said his meal had such a _gout_
+He ne'er in tarts and olios knew.
+Rejoiced to think he'd found a dish,
+That crown'd his long unanswer'd wish,
+With gold his thankful host he paid,
+Who guides him back from whence he stray'd;
+But ere they part, so well he dined,
+His rustic host the squire enjoin'd
+To send him home next day a stock
+Of those same eggs and charming hock.
+He hoped this dish of savory meat
+Would prove that still 'twas bliss to eat;
+But, ah! he found, like all the rest,
+These eggs were tasteless things at best;
+The bacon not a dog would touch,
+So rank--he never tasted such!
+He sent express to fetch the clown,
+And thus address'd him with a frown:
+"These eggs, this bacon, that you sent,
+For Christian food were never meant;
+As soon I'll think the moon's a cheese,
+As those you dress'd the same with these.
+Little I thought"--"Sir," says the peasant,
+"I'm glad your worship is so pleasant:
+You joke, I'm sure: for I can swear,
+The same the fowls that laid them are!
+And know as well that all the bacon
+From one the self-same flitch was taken:
+The air, indeed, about our green
+Is known to make the stomach keen."
+"Is that the case?" the squire replied;
+"That air shall be directly tried."
+He gave command--a house he hired,
+And down he goes with hope inspired,
+And takes his cooks--a favorite train;
+But still they ply their art in vain.
+Perhaps 'twas riding did the feat:
+He rides,--but still he cannot eat.
+At last a friend, to physic bred,
+Perceived his case, and thus he said:
+"Be ruled by me, you soon shall eat,
+With hearty gust, the plainest meat;
+A pint of milk each rising morn,
+Procure from cow of sable horn;
+Shake in three drops of morning dew
+From twig of ever-verdant yew;
+It must by your own hand be done,
+Your face turn'd westward from the sun.
+With this, ere half an hour is past,
+Well crumb'd with biscuit, break your fast;
+Which done, from food (or all is vain)
+For twice three hours and one abstain--
+Then dine on one substantial dish,
+If plainly dress'd, of flesh or fish."
+Grave look'd the doctor as he spake--
+The squire concludes th' advice to take,
+And, cheated into temperance, found
+The bliss his former luxury drown'd.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE FROGS DESIRING A KING.
+
+
+Athens in freedom flourish'd long,
+'Till licence seized the giddy throng.
+Just laws grown weary to obey,
+They sunk to tyranny a prey.
+Pisistratus, though mild he sway'd,
+Their turbulence had not allay'd.
+Whilst they were cursing in despair,
+The yoke they had not learn'd to bear,
+Esop, their danger to describe,
+Rehears'd this fable to the tribe:
+
+"Some frogs, like you, of freedom tired,
+From Jupiter a king desir'd:
+One that should execute the law,
+And keep the dissolute in awe.
+Jove laugh'd, and threw them down a log,
+That thundering fell and shook the bog.
+Amongst the reeds the tremblers fled:
+Till one more bold advanc'd his head,
+And saw the monarch of the flood
+Lying half smothered in the mud.
+He calls the croaking race around:
+"A wooden king!" the banks resound.
+Fear once remov'd they swim about him,
+And gibe and jeer and mock and flout him;
+And messengers to Jove depute,
+Effectively to grant their suit.
+A hungry stork he sent them then,
+Who soon had swallow'd half the fen.
+Their woes scarce daring to reveal,
+To Mercury by night they steal,
+And beg him to entreat of Jove
+The direful tyrant to remove.
+'No,' says the God, 'they chose their lot,
+And must abide what they have got:'
+So you, my friends, had best go home
+In peace, lest something worse should come."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE HARE AND THE BRAMBLE.
+
+
+A hare, closely pursued, thought it prudent and meet
+To a bramble for refuge awhile to retreat;
+He enter'd the covert, but entering, found
+That briers and thorns did on all sides abound;
+And that, though he was safe, yet he never could stir,
+But his sides they would wound, or would tear off his fur:
+He shrugg'd up his shoulders, but would not complain:
+"To repine at small evils," quoth puss, "is in vain:
+That no bliss can be perfect, I very well knew--
+But from the same source good and evil doth flow--
+And full sorely my skin though these briers may rend,
+Yet they keep off the dogs, and my life will defend:
+For the sake of the good, then, let evil be borne--
+For each sweet has its bitter, each bramble its thorn."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE HORSE AND THE STAG.
+
+
+Within a certain pasture,
+  There lived some creatures wild.
+The sky was blue, the grass was green,
+  The air was very mild.
+
+Now though this field was large and fine,
+  They could not live in love:
+But for the grass in one large spot
+  A horse and stag once strove.
+
+The stag was strongest in the strife,
+  And so the battle won;
+And from the field the horse was sent
+  And with chagrin was stung.
+
+So to the man the horse applied,
+  For help, the stag to beat,
+And so effectual was his help,
+  The stag had to retreat.
+
+But when to go away he tried,
+  The man held to him fast:
+"Now that you are of use," he cried,
+  "You'll serve me to the last."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE CAT AND THE OLD MOUSE.
+
+
+The mice o'errun a certain house--
+In every spot was found a mouse.
+So for a cat the mistress went,
+And to the kitchen puss was sent.
+
+With diligence were many caught,
+And eaten up. The mice were taught
+That they some cunning must devise
+To keep the prey from pussy's eyes.
+
+So on a certain shelf so high,
+To reach which puss in vain might try,
+There all the mice together got,
+And they resolved to leave it not.
+
+So pussy found that to eat them,
+She must resort to stratagem.
+And holding fast by means of pegs,
+She hung suspended by the legs.
+
+And downward she then hung her head,
+And looked as though she were quite dead--
+And thus she sought to cheat the mice,
+And from their dwellings them entice.
+
+A cunning mouse, well "up to trap,"
+On pussy her two eyes did clap.
+"Aha!" she cried, "puss are you there?
+Within your reach, I would not dare--
+Not e'en though it were proved by law,
+That your whole skin were stuffed with straw."
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE FOX AND THE VIZOR MASK.
+
+
+A fox while walking out one day,
+Into a toy shop chanced to stray;
+Among the toys that stood arrayed,
+A vizor mask was there displayed,
+With rosy cheeks, complexion fair,
+And ruby lips and auburn hair,
+And eyes of blue, and Grecian nose;
+And many beauties to disclose,
+It seemed made. The fox, with sighs,
+Gazed on. "Ah, ah!" he cries,
+"Look at this head it naught contains,
+It has rare beauty, but no brains."
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+The accomplished beau, in air and mien how blest.
+His hat well fashioned, and his hair well dress'd--
+But still undress'd within: to give him brains
+Exceeds his hatter's or his barber's pains.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE GOOSE THAT LAID GOLDEN
+EGGS.
+
+
+A man once had a goose I'm told,
+Which had laid each day an egg of gold.
+Now if this treasure were well spent,
+It might make any one content.
+But no! this man desired more;
+And though of eggs he had rich store;
+He thought one day the goose he'd kill,
+And then at once his pockets fill.
+So chasing goosey round and round,
+She soon was caught and firmly bound
+He opened her from neck to tail
+And then his folly did bewail.
+For not a single egg was there,
+And thus he lost this treasure rare.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE FOX AND THE GRAPES.
+
+
+A fox once took it in his pate,
+To go beyond a garden gate,
+To see if there grew on the trees,
+Some food his hunger to appease.
+So in he went and there he spied
+Some grapes. To reach them hard he tried.
+Now they were large and luscious too,
+Quite purple, and beautiful to view.
+So up he jumps with many a bound,
+Until exhausted to the ground,
+He falls. The grapes hang o'er his head,
+In clusters large, "Well! well!" he said,
+"You are but green, and hard as stone,
+And all my time away is thrown.
+I'll leave you to your solitude,
+You are not fit to make me food."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE MOUSE AND THE WEASEL.
+
+
+A very thin and hungry mouse,
+  Into a granary stole,
+Where stood a basket full of grain,
+  In which was a small hole.
+
+After much squeezing he got in,
+  And there he ate his fill;
+But when he tried to issue out,
+  The hole seemed smaller still.
+
+A weasel who stood looking on,
+  Cried out in sneering tone,
+"You can't come out, my little dear,
+  Until you've smaller grown.
+
+"You were half-starved when you crept in,
+  And now you are quite stout;
+So cease to eat until you can,
+  As you got in, get out."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE MISER AND HIS TREASURE.
+
+
+  In a retired spot,
+  A miser had got
+A very large treasure in store.
+  And it was his delight,
+  Each morn and each night,
+To count it and add to it more.
+
+  He had made the hole deep,
+  And he thought none would peep,
+To find out his secret retreat.
+  But a servant so sly,
+  His master did spy,
+And thought that his cunning he'd beat.
+
+  So one dark winter night,
+  He took out his light,
+And to the field hastened away;
+  And he laughed in his sleeve,
+  To think how 'twould grieve
+His master to miss it next day.
+
+  And indeed the distress
+  Of his lord you may guess,
+For words can't describe it, I'm sure.
+  He tore out his hair,
+  Clasp'd his hands in despair
+And cried he was ruined and poor.
+
+  A man passing by,
+  His grief chanced to spy;
+And told him, "'tis useless to mourn.
+  You can look at the hole,
+  To solace your soul,
+Although all the money is gone."
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE JACKDAW AND THE PEACOCKS.
+
+
+Thus Esop has the folly shown,
+To build on merits not your own.
+
+A jackdaw, empty, pert and vain,
+Who held his equals in disdain,
+One day some beauteous feathers found,
+Left by a peacock on the ground.
+When in the gaudy plumage dress'd,
+The shallow thing his fortune bless'd;
+With stately gesture strode along,
+And boldly join'd the peacock throng;
+Who, his impertinence to pay,
+First stripp'd him, and then chas'd away.
+The crest-fall'n coxcomb homeward sneaks,
+And his forsaken comrades seeks;
+Where'er he comes, with scorn they leave him,
+And not a jackdaw will receive him.
+Says one he had disdain'd, at last,
+"Such as thou art, thou mightst have pass'd,
+And hadst not now been cast behind,
+The scorn and scandal of thy kind."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE SPARROW AND THE HARE.
+
+
+Who dares another's ills deride,
+Had best against his own provide.
+An eagle pouncing on a hare,
+With piercing cries puss rends the air;
+When a pert sparrow from a tree,
+Insulted thus her misery:
+"Ho, ho! poor puss, thy boasted speed
+Has failed thee, then, in time of need!"
+Scarce had she spoke, when, like an arrow,
+A vulture darted on the sparrow.
+Ere the poor hare resign'd her breath,
+"This sight," she cried, "consoles in death
+--That thou, who hast my woes derided,
+My last of miseries hast divided!"
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE ASS AND THE LION.
+
+
+Vain boasters credit may surprise,
+Till known; who knows them will despise.
+
+A lion once a hunting took
+An ass, and hid him in a nook.
+To drive the forest made him bray,
+That he might seize the passing prey.
+Long-ears set up such horrid cries,
+That every creature trembling flies;
+The lion, practised in his trade,
+Had soon abundant carnage made;
+Satiate with spoil, the ass he calls,
+And bid him cease his hideous brawls.
+The king he found with slaughter weary,
+Surrounded by his noble quarry,
+And, puffed with self-importance, said:
+"Sir, to some purpose I have bray'd!"
+"No ass more famously could do,"
+The lion says, "but thee I knew,
+Or I might have been frightened too."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE STAG AND THE FOUNTAIN.
+
+
+That good from bad men rarely know,
+This apologue may serve to show:
+
+A stag upon a fountain's side,
+Beheld his branching horns with pride;
+While of his spindle-shanks asham'd,
+Their disproportioned form he blam'd.
+Sudden he hears the hunter's cries,
+And to the forest nimbly flies.
+The woods receive their well-known guest.
+His tangled horns, his feet arrest;
+The hounds approach, and seize their prey;
+Who, dying, thus was heard to say:
+"Wretch that I am! too late I learn,
+How little we the truth discern!
+What would have saved me, I despis'd,
+And what has been my ruin, priz'd!"
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE EAGLE, THE CAT, AND THE
+SOW.
+
+
+Her nest on high an eagle made
+Lower a cat her kittens laid;
+And at the bottom of the tree
+A sow dispos'd her progeny.
+Vile puss to gain her wicked ends,
+Much love for both of them pretends.
+First to the eagle's aerie mounts,
+And thus to her false alarms recounts:
+"Madam, in truth our dangerous state,
+'Tis with reluctance I relate;
+But things are really gone so far,
+Conceal them I no longer dare.
+Night after night the treacherous sow
+Our tree has undermined below;
+Ere long it cannot choose but fall,
+And then she hopes to eat us all."
+Successful when she saw her lies,
+Down to the bristly sow she hies;
+"My worthy neighbor!" crying out,
+"I pray you, mind what you're about,
+For to a certainty I know,
+The eagle waits but till you go,
+(The thing with great concern I say,)
+To make your little ones her prey."
+Suspicious dread when thus inspir'd,
+Puss to her hole all day retir'd;
+Stealing at night on silent paw,
+To stuff her own and kittens' maw.
+To stir nor sow nor eagle dare.
+What more? fell hunger ends their care;
+And long the mischief-making beast
+With her base brood on carrion feast.
+
+Learn hence, ye simples, ere too late,
+What ills the double-tongued create.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE EAGLE, THE RAVEN AND
+THE TORTOISE.
+
+
+Who in their foe united find
+Force, art, and a remorseless mind,
+Whate'er their strength and prowess be,
+To perish stand in jeopardy.
+
+An eagle once a tortoise held,
+Safe in his horny house concealed,
+Which he in vain essayed to break
+With all the fury of his beak.
+As with his prey he wing'd the air,
+A wily raven ventur'd near:
+"Your prize is excellent," says she,
+"And if you'll give a share to me,
+I know, for all his iron hide,
+How we the dainty may divide."
+The bargain made, "On yonder wall,
+Down," says the raven, "let him fall."
+He listen'd to the hoary sinner;
+And they on turtle made their dinner.
+
+Thus fraud and force their purpose gain,
+And nature fortifies in vain.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE FLY AND THE HORSE.
+
+
+A fly upon a coach-box seated,
+With arrogance the horses rated.
+"Advance!" cries out the paltry thing,
+"Unless you mean to feel my sting."
+"Not thee we heed," a horse replied,
+"But him whose skilful hand can guide
+The rein and whip. We better know
+Than thee when we should stop or go."
+
+Thus men without or sense or weight,
+Think themselves born to rule the state.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+ESOP AT PLAY.
+
+
+When an Athenian Esop saw,
+Playing with school-boys once at taw,
+The man with laughter shook his sides;
+Esop the laughter thus derides:
+"Of this slack bow before you laid,
+The meaning, sprightly sir," he said,
+"Explain!" (A crowd had gather'd round.)
+Surpris'd, the man no answer found:
+He puzzled long, but all his wit
+Could on no explanation hit.
+The laugh on Esop's side; says he,
+"Why you this bow unbended see,
+It is because it needs must break,
+If always bent; so we must take
+Due relaxation, that the mind
+Its vigor may when wanted find."
+
+He who in harmless sport employs
+A vacant hour, is not unwise.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE OLD PILOT AND THE SAILORS.
+
+
+To one complaining of his fate,
+Esop this fable did relate.
+
+A ship by raging tempests toss'd,
+The seamen, giving all for lost,
+'Twas who should weep and pray the most.
+Grown calm at once the sky and sea,
+They shout in joyful extacy.
+The pilot, from experience wise,
+The giddy crew did thus advise:
+"Nor much rejoice, nor over grieve,
+But decently what comes receive;
+Since good and ill succeed so near,
+Meet ill with hope and good with fear."
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE CRAB AND HER DAUGHTER.
+
+
+Not what they hear, but what they see,
+Will children and domestics be.
+
+A crab one day her daughter chid;
+"You never do as you are bid,
+Have I not told you o'er and o'er,
+That awkward gait to use no more?
+Learn, ninny, once for all to know,
+Folks forward and not backward go."
+"Mamma," says Miss, "how strange you talk!
+Have I not learn'd from you to walk?
+Were I to move the other way,
+How could I follow you I pray?"
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE SUN AND THE WIND.
+
+
+Phebus and Boreas from on high
+Upon the road a traveller spy,
+Wearing a cloak for fear of rain.
+Says Boreas, "his precaution's vain
+'Gainst me, I'll show you for a joke
+How soon I'll make him quit his cloak."
+"Come on," says Phebus, "let us see
+Who best succeeds, or you or me."
+The wind to blow so fierce began,
+He almost had upset his man;
+But still his cloak, for all his roar,
+Was wrapp'd more closely than before.
+When Boreas what he could had done,
+"Now for my trial," says the Sun,
+And with his beams so warm'd the air,
+The man his mantle could not bear,
+But open'd first, then threw aside.
+
+Learn hence, unbending sons of pride
+Persuasive manners will prevail,
+When menaces and bluster fail.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE TWO POTS.
+
+
+Forc'd on a stream to make their way,
+To pot of brass says pot of clay:
+"Since brass is stout and clay is frail,
+Pray let us at a distance sail.
+Not your intention that I fear
+Sir Brass," adds humble Earthenware,
+"While the winds leave you to yourself;
+But woe betide my ribs of delf,
+If it should dash our sides together;
+For mine would be the damage, whether
+Their force should you or I impel;
+To pray proceed, and fare you well."
+
+Learn hence, ye folks of low estate,
+To keep due distance from the great.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+HERCULES AND THE CARTER.
+
+
+His cart bemired, a carter pray'd
+To Hercules to come and aid.
+"Up!" says the God, "thou lazy dog.
+And lift the axle from the bog;
+Think'st thou Gods nothing have to do
+But listen to such knaves as you?"
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE ANT AND THE GRASSHOPPER.
+
+
+From a wise emmet, well sustain'd
+On what her industry had gain'd,
+A grasshopper some aid desir'd.
+"What was his trade?" the ant inquir'd.
+"I've none," the grasshopper replied;
+"I range the country far and wide,
+Singing all day from door to door,
+And have no time to form a store."
+Shutting her granaries, says the ant,
+"No wonder, friend, you are in want;
+He who all summer sings, may chance
+In winter to be forc'd to dance."
+
+To spend his time in idle song,
+The thoughtless grasshopper was wrong;
+And not to give a small supply,
+The emmet mean and niggardly.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE CROW AND THE PITCHER.
+
+
+Patience and ingenuity
+The want of natural means supply.
+
+A thirsty crow some water found,
+But in a vessel so profound,
+That with her neck at utmost stretch,
+A single drop she could not reach.
+Then stones she in the pitcher places,
+Which to the top the water raises;
+And by this innocent device
+Her thirst at leisure satisfies.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE ANGLER AND THE LITTLE
+FISH.
+
+
+An angler a small salmon caught,
+Who with much earnestness besought
+That he would let her go: says she,
+"What can you do with such as me!
+Next year when grown a little bigger,
+I in your bag might make a figure."
+The prudent man replied, "No, no;
+Into my pouch, though small, you go.
+A bird in hand is better far,
+Than two that in the bushes are."
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE FROG AND THE FOX.
+
+
+Let us our own defects amend,
+Ere to guide others we pretend.
+
+A sallow, wrinkl'd, spotted frog,
+To turn physician left the bog.
+"He every malady could cure,"
+He said, "that animals endure."
+"First on yourself your science show,"
+Says Reynard: "that the world may know
+Your skill and knowledge, pray begin
+Of those foul spots to clear your skin:
+For while you look so sick and pale,
+To vend your drugs you'll ne'er prevail."
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE APE AND HER YOUNG ONES.
+
+
+An ape had cubs; one much she lov'd,
+The other small affection prov'd.
+Alarm'd, she hears the hunter's cries;
+And catching up her darling flies:
+Through fear she stumbled o'er some stones
+And broke the little favorite's bones;
+The other to her back who clung
+Uninjured went with her along.
+
+Mothers, beware! the fondl'd child
+By too much tenderness is spoil'd;
+While those who hardships have endur'd,
+To suffer life are best inur'd.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE FIR TREE AND THE THORN.
+
+
+The lowly and contented state
+Is farthest from the wounds of fate.
+
+A fir tree upon a humble thorn
+From his high top look'd down with scorn.
+"For loftiest fanes we grow," she said,
+"Of us the tallest masts are made,
+While thou, poor bramble, canst produce
+Nothing of ornament or use."
+"Great tree," the modest thorn replied,
+"When the sharp axe shall pierce your side,
+In vain you then may wish to be
+Unsought-for, and unknown like me."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE ASS IN THE LION'S SKIN.
+
+
+Fools may on other fools impose;
+The sage their real value knows.
+
+An ass once found a lion's skin,
+And rolling up himself therein,
+From every fold that he came nigh,
+Made flocks, and herds, and shepherds fly.
+Ranging the country round, at last
+He meets his master where he pass'd,
+Who long-ears instantly descries
+Through his magnificent disguise:
+Laying his cudgel on his side,
+"Get home, thou stupid fool," he cried:
+"With others for a lion pass;
+I know thee for an arrant ass."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE DOG IN THE MANGER.
+
+
+A mastiff in a stable lay,
+Couch'd on a manger full of hay.
+When any thing drew near to eat,
+He quickly forced it to retreat.
+An ox then cried, "detested creature,
+How vile is thy malignant nature,
+Which will not others let enjoy
+That which thou never canst employ!"
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE STAG AND THE VINE.
+
+
+A stag pursued with horn and hound
+In a thick vineyard shelter found.
+Soon as he thought the danger past,
+He on the vine began to feast.
+The huntsman hears the rustling noise,
+And through half-eaten leaves descries
+His branching horns, the pack recalls,
+And merited the creature falls
+To his ingratitude a prey.
+
+Those their protectors who betray,
+Unpitying, all the world will see
+Consign'd to death and infamy.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE MISCHIEVOUS DOG.
+
+
+Titles and ribands, bought with shame,
+Folly and vice but more proclaim.
+A man who own'd a vicious dog,
+Upon his collar fix'd a log,
+Which the vain cur supposed to be
+A note of worth and dignity.
+A mastiff saw his foolish pride;
+"Puppy," indignantly he cried,
+"That thing is put about your neck
+Your mischievous designs to check;
+And to who see you to declare,
+Of what a currish race you are."
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE SICK MAN AND THE PHYSICIAN.
+
+
+Woe to the land where those who guide,
+To please the people's foolish pride,
+Persuade them there is nought to dread,
+When ruin threatens o'er their head.
+
+A patient, ask'd to tell his pains,
+Of thirst and shivering cold complains.
+"'Tis very good," the doctor said;
+"He has but to remain in bed,
+And take the med'cines I shall send,
+The thing will soon be at an end."
+When next the question was repeated,
+The man complain'd he much was heated;
+"This," cried the leech, "is better still!"
+And thus to each increasing ill,
+"That it was going well," he cried,
+Till the poor martyr sunk and died.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE FARMER AND HIS SONS.
+
+
+Work, work, my boys, with hand and mind!
+Your labors you will fruitful find.
+
+A husbandman, about to die,
+Call'd on his children to come nigh:
+"I leave," he says, "a small estate,
+But wherewithal to make it great:
+For know, a treasure it contains,
+If you to search will take the pains."
+He died. The sons dug all the ground,
+And there no hidden treasure found;
+But so productive was the soil,
+The crop by far o'erpaid the toil.
+Says one, when they the corn had sold,
+"This treasure 'twas our sire foretold!"
+
+[Illustration:]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE SWALLOW AND THE BIRDS.
+
+
+Those who of guides stand most in need,
+Are least inclin'd advice to heed.
+
+A travell'd swallow, learn'd and wise,
+To all his feather'd neighbors cries:
+"See you yon laborers there below;
+What is it, think ye, that they sow?
+'Tis hemp, my friends; of which are made
+The nets that for us all are laid;
+The moment yonder men are gone,
+Then pick the seeds up one by one."
+The gay inhabitants of air
+For his precaution little care.
+The seedling sprung; again the swallow
+Urges his good advice to follow;
+Again his counsel they deride.
+The plants full grown, and cut, and dried,
+Beaten and spun, the nets were made,
+And the unwary birds betray'd,
+Regretting, in their hapless fate,
+Their incredulity too late.
+
+Learn hence the danger to foresee,
+Nor wait for their maturity.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE BOASTING TRAVELLER.
+
+
+A fellow who abroad had been,
+Told marvels he had done and seen:
+"When resident at Rhodes," he said,
+"A leap of twenty yards he made
+Over a barrier ten feet high;
+A dozen witnesses were by."
+"Come on," says one, at the same table,
+"Yon ditch and fence to o'erleap you're able.
+They're not, by much, so high or wide;
+Here let the experiment be tried.
+Suppose yourself at Rhodes, and we
+Your faithful witnesses will be."
+The man replied, "that he to-day
+Was not quite well," and stole away.
+
+Who boast of what they cannot do
+Both knavery and folly show.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE OLD WOMAN AND HER MAIDS.
+
+
+Better known evils to endure,
+Than seek by wrong a doubtful cure.
+
+A thrifty dame her maids awoke
+At the first crowing of the cock.
+They of such early rising tir'd,
+To kill the harmless cock conspir'd.
+The dame, to hear him crow in wait,
+Next morning lay in bed till eight.
+But when she knew the trick they had play'd,
+She caused a larum to be made,
+And rung it daily in their ears
+Two hours before the dawn appears.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+INDUSTRY AND SLOTH.
+
+
+Insidious sloth her object gains,
+If but a hearing she obtains.
+
+A youth ask'd why so long in bed?
+"I listen to a cause," he said;
+"As soon as I unclose my eyes.
+First industry excites to rise."
+"Up, up," she says, "to meet the sun,
+Your task of yesterday's undone!"
+"Lie still," cries sloth, "it is not warm,
+An hour's more sleep can do no harm;
+You will have time your work to do,
+And leisure for amusement too."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE SHEPHERD TURNED MERCHANT.
+
+
+Fair weather sailors, keep at home,
+For be assur'd the storm will come.
+
+A shepherd of an inland breed
+Brought to the coast his flocks to feed;
+The beauty of a summer sea,
+A merchant tempted him to be.
+He sold his sheep, and with the sale
+Purchas'd of dates an ample bale.
+He sail'd; a furious tempest rose;
+Into the sea his dates he throws;
+And swimming from the bark to land,
+Arrives half dead upon the strand.
+To one, soon afterwards who stood
+Pleas'd with the calmness of the flood,
+"Aye, aye," the simple shepherd said
+"With dates again it would be fed."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE SPENDTHRIFT AND THE
+SWALLOW.
+
+
+A fool who all had thrown away,
+When wandering pennyless one day,
+Perceived a swallow. "Ho," says he,
+"Summer is come at last I see!"
+And to a Jew his mantle sold.
+Next day it was severely cold:
+Starv'd as he walk'd, the bird he found
+Frozen to death upon the ground.
+"Ah! what a fool was I," he cried,
+"When on one swallow I relied!"
+
+Those who too readily believe,
+For their credulity may grieve.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE EAGLE AND THE CROW.
+
+
+The wise well know their force to weigh,
+Nor what they cannot do, essay.
+
+A carrion crow an eagle saw
+Seize on a lamb with beak and claw.
+Conceiving he could better do,
+He pounces on a well fed ewe;
+But he and not the sheep was caught;
+For when to fly with it he sought,
+His feet entangled in the wool,
+The shepherd seiz'd the helpless fool.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE WOLF AND THE SHEPHERD'S
+BOY.
+
+
+In wantonness a shepherd's boy
+Alarm'd the neighbor's with his cry;
+"The wolf! the wolf!" And when they came,
+Of their lost labor made his game.
+At last the wolf when there indeed,
+His real cries they did not heed;
+He and his flock a prey were made,
+And for his lies he dearly paid.
+
+Those who are known to have deceiv'd,
+When they speak truth, are not believ'd.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE FOX WITHOUT A TAIL.
+
+
+Fashions and modes we often see,
+Made to conceal deformity:
+Those to whom nature has been kind,
+Should leave such fopperies behind.
+
+A fox who in a trap was taken,
+Resign'd his brush to save his bacon.
+Ashamed that all the world should know
+His cunning had been cheated so,
+To an assembly of the nation
+He made the following oration:
+"I oft have thought the tails we wear
+A troublesome appendage are;
+Where's their utility, I pray?
+They serve but to obstruct our way.
+Nor ornamental do I find,
+To drag this ponderous length behind.
+For my part, without more debate,
+I move our tails we amputate."
+"Please, sir, to show yourself behind,"
+(Says one to smoke the jest inclin'd,
+And who discovered what it was)
+"We there perhaps shall see the cause,
+Ere we your prudent counsel take,
+Why you this curious motion make?"
+His bare posteriors when they found,
+Loud laughter shook the benches round;
+Nor could the fox without a tail
+To introduce the mode prevail.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE MEN AND THE OYSTER.
+
+
+Any partition better make,
+Than _all_ the hungry law should take.
+
+By the sea side two travellers found
+A fine large oyster on the ground;
+His claim each obstinately lays:
+"I saw it first," one eager says;
+"I pick'd it up," the other cries;
+"Mine"--"Mine is certainly the prize."
+They talk'd as usual, loud and long;
+And more they reason'd, more were wrong;
+Till they a neighboring lawyer see
+Passing, and mutually agree
+To take him for their referee.
+With legal dignity of face,
+He heard them both relate the case;
+"Your claims are good," then gravely said,
+"And a brave lawsuit would have made
+Which to prefer I cannot tell,
+So each of you must take a shell;
+And, as the oyster is but one,
+That I myself will swallow down;
+To stink it otherwise had lain,
+And all your cash been spent in vain;
+You're cheaply off; go home content;
+And faith the fish was excellent."
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE SHEPHERD AND HIS DOG.
+
+
+A dog his master so deceiv'd,
+He was the best of curs believ'd.
+The flock was trusted to his care,
+Whene'er the shepherd was not there.
+And in the house, a favored guest,
+He always fed upon the best.
+The treacherous guard his charge betray'd
+And on the sheep in secret prey'd.
+The master, when the crime was prov'd,
+With double indignation mov'd,
+About his neck the halter tied
+Himself: the dog for mercy cried;
+"You let the wolf escape," he said,
+"Who much more slaughter oft has made."
+"Wretch!" says the man, "the wolf declares
+Hostility, and boldly dares;
+He has no confidence abused:
+But, coward, thou my trust hast used:
+Against myself! and on this tree
+Without delay shalt hanged be."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE COUNTRYMAN AND THE
+JUSTICE.
+
+
+The law still lends the readiest aid,
+When well her ministers are paid.
+
+A countryman, by power oppress'd,
+Seeking to have his wrongs redress'd,
+Oft to the justice went in vain;
+Admittance he could ne'er obtain,
+But still was bid again to come;
+"Unwell"--"engag'd"--or "not home!"
+The wily rustic took a kid
+One day, and in a basket hid;
+And when he to the house drew near,
+Began to pinch him by the ear,
+So that the porter, from the hall,
+Might hear the little fatling squall;
+The man his master's mind who knew,
+Open'd the door and let him through.
+The shepherd, laughing as he pass'd,
+Says to his kid, "Thy cries at last
+An audience for my wrongs obtain;
+Thy flesh, perhaps, redress will gain."
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE COCK AND THE FOX.
+
+
+The world applauds the lucky hit,
+When it beholds the biter bit.
+
+A treach'rous fox invited down
+A cock, who on a tree had flown.
+"Do you not know, my friend," says he,
+"Bird, beast, fish, reptile, man agree,
+To live henceforth in amity?
+Come down and celebrate the day."
+"Troth," quoth the cock, "you truly say;
+For hounds I see come o'er the dell,
+With open mouths, the news to tell."
+"Adieu," says Ren. "'Tis best to go;
+Those dogs the treaty may not know."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE BLIND MAN AND THE LAME.
+
+
+Who kind assistance give and take,
+Life's arduous journey best will make.
+
+Two men, one blind, the other lame,
+To pass a ford together came.
+The stream was rapid, and the way
+Obliquely thwart the current lay;
+To his companion says the blind,
+"Yon winding road I ne'er shall find."
+"Nor my poor limbs," the lame replied,
+"The current's rapid force abide."
+"Come," says the blind, "my loins are strong,
+I'll bear you on my back along,
+While you to guide me give the word;"
+And thus they safely cross'd the ford.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE MAN AND THE SERPENT.
+
+
+There's in the world a cursed race,
+Of nature so perverse and base,
+If from the gallows you should save,
+A dangerous enemy you have.
+
+A countryman a serpent found,
+Stiffen'd with frost upon the ground,
+And took her home; but when the fire
+Began new vigor to inspire,
+Swelling her neck with angry eyes,
+She fills the cot with hissing cries.
+The rustic then his axe did take,
+"Is this then the return you make?
+Is this your gratitude?" he said,
+And knock'd the reptile on the head.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE TWO STREAMS.
+
+
+Those who display much dash and din,
+Have seldom any thing within.
+
+A weary traveller, one day,
+Cross'd o'er a river in his way;
+Alarm'd to see the foaming tide
+Dashing o'er rocks from side to side,
+Nevertheless, his course to keep,
+He ventur'd in with trembling step;
+And found the water neither deep,
+Nor footing bad; and got well o'er.
+When he had travell'd some leagues more,
+He to another river came,
+That smoothly flowed, a silent stream:
+This he thought easily to pass;
+But ere he in the middle was,
+He plunged into a gulf profound,
+And for his feet no bottom found;
+But, forced to swim with all his might,
+Got to the shore in piteous plight.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE SOT AND HIS WIFE.
+
+
+Inveterate sin is seldom cur'd.
+
+A wife had long a sot endur'd,
+Who all his time in taverns spent,
+While his affairs in ruin went.
+Once as insensible he lay,
+She dress'd him in a corpse's array,
+And with the undertaker's aid,
+Into a burying vault convey'd.
+The fumes dispersed, the man awakes;
+All for reality he takes.
+When by the glimmering of a lamp
+He saw his mansion drear and damp,
+Reflecting how his life had pass'd,
+A forced repentance came at last.
+The wife, with suited voice and dress,
+Presented an infernal mess:
+"Good Trap, pray take away your meat;
+I have no appetite to eat,"
+He cried, "but faith I'm devilish dry:
+Can't you a bowl of wine supply?"
+The woman, seeing all was vain,
+Restor'd him to his casks again:
+Consol'd with certainty, that he
+Ere long a real corpse must be.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE FARMER AND HIS QUARRELSOME
+SONS.
+
+
+Three sons an honest farmer had;
+And it so happen'd, ne'er a lad
+Could with the other two agree;
+All quarrelling perpetually.
+Their time in idle contest spent,
+Garden and farm to ruin went;
+And the good farmer and his wife
+Led but a miserable life.
+One day as this unhappy sire
+Sat musing by his evening fire,
+He saw some twigs in bundles stand,
+Tied for the basket-maker's hand.
+Taking up one: "My boys," says he,
+"Which is the strongest, let me see;
+He who this bundle breaks in twain,
+The preference, and this prize shall gain,"
+(Showing a pair of Sunday shoes.)
+The rivals every effort use
+In vain. Their utmost force when tried,
+The father took the twigs untied,
+And giving to them one by one,
+The work immediately was done.
+"Yon twigs," he says, "that broken lie,
+This useful lesson may supply:
+That those in amity who live,
+And succor to each other give,
+Double their forces to resist
+Oppression, and their work assist."
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE FIG TREE AND THE FLOWERING
+SHRUB.
+
+
+Flowers which many leaves display,
+In fruitless beauty fade away.
+
+Cries one of these, with saucy sneer,
+To a plain fig-tree growing near,
+"How comes it, honest friend, that thou
+Dost in the spring no blossoms show?"
+Says he, "I keep them out of view,
+For fear I should resemble you,
+And in the autumn nought produce
+Of permanence and solid use."
+
+Who soon and much essay to shine,
+May dread a premature decline.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE FARMER AND THE LANDLORD.
+
+
+A farmer of an honest fame,
+One morning to his landlord came:
+"Alas, my lord," he weeping said,
+"Gored by my bull, your ox is dead.
+What must be done?" "The case is plain,"
+Replies the lord; "the creature slain,
+The owner of the bull must pay;
+Let it be done without delay."
+"Heav'n give your worship long to live!
+I hope you will a good one give,
+For mine was good!" "How! your's, my friend?
+Let me your story comprehend:
+Your bull, you say, my ox has gored?"
+"Forgive me the mistake, my lord,
+In my confusion I have made;
+Mine was the ox that must be paid;
+But 'tis all one--what's just for me
+The same must for your worship be:
+I'll tell the steward what you say."
+"Not yet--we'll think of it to-day.
+Further inquiry must be had;
+Perhaps your fences were but bad;
+Perhaps--but come again to-morrow."
+The honest laborer saw with sorrow,
+That justice wears a different face,
+When for themselves men put the case.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE SCHOOL-BOY AND THE
+MONITOR.
+
+
+At play on Thames's verdant side
+A school boy fell into the tide,
+Where providentially there stood
+A willow, bending o'er the flood.
+Buoy'd on its branch, he floating lay,
+The monitor pass'd by that way.
+The lad entreats his life to save:
+The Don replies with aspect grave,
+"Sirrah, what business had you there?
+How vain is all our watchful care!
+You never heed a word we say;
+Your disobedience you shall pay!"
+"First," says the boy, "pray stretch your hand:
+I'll hear you when I come to land."
+
+This is for those, with vain parade
+Who give advice, instead of aid.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE MILLER AND HIS ASS.
+
+
+A rustic bringing to the fair
+An ass, that he might show him there,
+Sleek and well looking let him trot;
+He followed with his son on foot.
+The first they met upon the road,
+At our pedestrians laugh'd loud,
+"Look at those two legged asses," cried,
+"Who trudge on foot when they might ride!"
+The father with the hint complies:
+Makes the boy mount. Now other cries
+Assail their ears; by graybeards blam'd;
+"Sirrah, you ought to be asham'd
+To ride and let your father walk!"
+Again he listened to their talk.
+The sire got up, the youth got down;
+When passing through a country town,
+At every door the mothers said,
+"A murrain light on thy old head!
+Hast thou no bowels for thy kind?
+At least take up the lad behind."
+This done they next were thus address'd:
+"Two lubbers on a little beast?
+They fitter are to carry him!"
+Complying with this senseless whim,
+Upon a pole his feet in air,
+The ass they on their shoulders bear.
+Now laughing shouts spread far and wide.
+The ass's ligatures untied,
+"Proceed, my son," then said the man:
+"To please the world, do all we can,
+Since 'tis impossible, you see,
+To please ourselves content we'll be."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE DREAMER AND HIS SON.
+
+
+Mortals bring down upon their head
+The very miseries most they dread.
+
+The only son of a rich knight
+In hunting daily took delight.
+The father living in alarm,
+Lest he should come to any harm,
+Dream'd that he saw him on the ground,
+Rent with the lion's fatal wound.
+The youth, allow'd to hunt no more,
+Impatiently confinement bore.
+Remarking, one unlucky day,
+In the fine chamber where he lay,
+A lion painted on the wall,
+"Thou art," he cried, "the cause of all."
+With idle rage the wall he struck,
+And in his hand an iron stuck,
+Which piercing bones and sinews through,
+Fester'd and then a gangrene grew.
+And thus the father's ill-tim'd care
+Deprived him of his son and heir.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE OLD MAN AND DEATH.
+
+
+Though life be welcome to the wise,
+Death cannot take him by surprise;
+Aware that every day and hour
+He holds but at the tyrant's power,
+That beauty, talents, worth, are vain.
+A moment's respite to obtain.
+Nothing more known, and yet how rare
+It is with courage to prepare
+For this inevitable day!
+All hope a little more delay.
+
+One who had suffer'd many a year,
+And to a century drew near,
+At last complain'd, that unawares
+Death came, unsettled his affairs:
+"My will is not completely made;
+A little time," he trembling said,
+"A little longer let me live;
+Some warning 'tis but fair to give!
+My grandson is expected home;
+At least pray, let the doctor come."
+"Poor helpless driveller!" Death replied,
+"Ten years ago thou should'st have died!
+Thy friends, thy foes, thyself outliv'd:
+Almost an age thou hast surviv'd:
+Some who their day had scarce begun.
+Others beneath their noon-tide sun--
+Time's deepest lines engrave thy brow,
+And dost thou hesitate to go?
+Idiot, what warning would'st thou have?
+One foot already in the grave:
+Sight, hearing, feeling, day by day,
+Sunk gradual in a long decay.
+I blame myself for my neglect;
+Thou'st not a moment to expect!"
+
+When failing nature warns, the sage
+Sees death a refuge from old age;
+And rising from life's lengthened feast,
+Willing retires, a sated guest.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE PAINTER.
+
+
+When candid critics deign to blame
+Their index points the road to fame,
+But when dull fools your works admire,
+Throw them at once into the fire.
+
+In Rome there dwelt, in days of yore,
+A painter deep in graphic lore.
+His touch was firm, his outline true,
+And every rule full well he knew.
+A Mars he painted, meant to show
+How far his learned skill could go.
+The work complete, he call'd a friend,
+On whose good taste he could depend.
+The friend was honest, spoke his thought,
+And fairly pointed out the fault,
+"That overwork'd in every part,
+It show'd too much laborious art."
+The painter argued for his rules,
+And cited maxims from the schools;
+Still the judicious critic held
+The labor should be more conceal'd.
+While they disputed on his stricture,
+A coxcomb came to see the picture:
+Entering, he cries, "Good heavens, how fine!
+The piece, I swear, is quite divine!
+The sword, the knot, the belt, the leather,
+The steel, the gold, the silk, the feather,
+Are perfect nature, all together!"
+The painter, reddening with despite,
+Whispers, "My friend, by Jove, you're right.
+'Tis not enough our art to know,
+Till less of it we learn to show;
+My picture must be done again
+I see, to please discerning men."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE COBBLER AND THE NABOB.
+
+
+A cobbler, who had fix'd his stall
+Against a nabob's palace wall,
+Work'd merrily as others play,
+And sung and whistled all the day.
+A prey to many an anxious care,
+Less merry was the lord, by far;
+And often in the night he thought
+It hard, sleep was not to be bought:
+And if tow'rds morn he got a doze,
+The cobbler troubled his repose.
+One day he bid the man attend--
+And, "Well," says he, "my honest friend,
+How is it that so well you thrive?
+You seem the happiest man alive.
+Pray, what may be the profit clear,
+That you can earn within the year?"
+"What in a twelvemonth I can earn,
+My lord, was never my concern;
+'Tis quite enough," the cobbler said,
+"If I can gain my daily bread."
+"Take then this note"--'twas twenty pound;
+"But sing not with so shrill a sound,
+Good man," the generous nabob cries,
+"When early to your work you rise;
+For then I want to close my eyes."
+Delighted to his stall he went:
+But now he first felt discontent;
+All day he neither work'd nor ate,
+For thinking of his happy fate.
+At night, when he retir'd to bed,
+He plac'd the note beneath his head.
+But could not sleep a single wink,
+What he should do with it, to think;
+And every little noise he heard,
+That folks were come to rob him, fear'd.
+Living in constant dread to all,
+Who did but look towards his stall,
+So lean and sallow he was grown,
+The man was hardly to be known.
+At last he begg'd the lord to see:
+"Take back your present, sir," said he,
+"Riches, I find, are not for me.
+To-morrow I my song renew;
+Not less my gratitude to you:
+And care henceforward I will take,
+My chaunts your slumber do not break."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE HORSE AND HIS RIDER.
+
+
+A man a palfrey long possess'd,
+A quiet, serviceable beast;
+Spavin'd, indeed, and somewhat blind,
+But still his way he well could find;
+And if he stumbled now and then,
+Was soon upon his feet again.
+In short, for many a year, the pack
+Had borne him safely on his back.
+Till riding out one fatal day,
+He overheard some coxcombs say,
+"For such a man, 'tis quite a shame,
+To mount a horse old, blind, and lame."
+"Aye," replied one, "I know a steed
+Would nobly carry him indeed;
+Young, vigorous, beautiful, and sound;
+His like is nowhere to be found."
+In evil hour an ear he lent,
+To view this boasted courser went:
+Unwary on his back he got,
+And tried to put him on a trot;
+He rear'd and plung'd, and leap'd about,
+Till from his seat he shook him out,
+Then kicking, pitch'd him o'er his head,
+And laid him on the pavement dead.
+The vicious creature left at large,
+On all his fury would discharge;
+This from behind his heels surprise,
+Trod under foot, that sprawling lies:
+Another, who would seize the reins,
+Is bit and mangled for his pains.
+But want of nourishment and rest
+Will tame at last the fiercest beast;
+And rage itself suspends its course,
+Exhausted by its proper force.
+Light'ning no more his eyes inspire,
+No more his nostrils snorted fire;
+At bay he stood, fatigu'd and lank,
+With flagging ears, and beating flank.
+An active jockey, stout and able,
+Contracts to bring him to the stable;
+Soothes, and his neck begins to pat,
+And the corn rattles in his hat;
+By hunger drawn, repell'd by fear,
+The courser neighs, retires, comes near;
+Lur'd with the smell, begins to eat.
+The jockey vaulted in the seat:
+With vigorous hand the bridle plied,
+And stuck the rowels in his side.
+Some bounds and curvets still he made,
+But soon submissively obey'd.
+The horseman who such skill had shown,
+Resolv'd to keep him for his own:
+Aware that constant work alone
+Can keep this wicked spirit down
+He night and day is on his back,
+To lead him to some new attack,
+No road is safe, nor far nor near,
+This highwayman is every where.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE GOOD MINISTER.
+
+
+An honest minister disgrac'd,
+(Such are not easily replac'd,)
+Found the sweet leisure in his fields,
+To virtuous minds retirement yields.
+The king, who had his foes believ'd,
+The loss of him ere long perceiv'd.
+To bring him back again intent,
+To his retreat alone he went:
+"My friend, you must return with me,"
+He said, "your value now I see."
+"Forgive me," the Recluse replied;
+"Here I determine to abide.
+By sad experience well I know,
+Were I to court again to go,
+And all my best endeavors do,
+To serve my country, sir, and you,
+Art and intrigue so much prevail,
+Again I certainly should fail;
+Against your will and approbation,
+And the good wishes of the nation,
+You'd find yourself compell'd to yield,
+And I once more must quit the field."
+
+The honest man, who will not bend
+To circumstance, or condescend
+To pay his court to knave or fool,
+Will never long a nation rule.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE SWAN AND THE COOK.
+
+
+A man once had a swan and goose
+  Among his birds and beasts.
+The one was destined for a pet,
+  The other for a feast.
+Sometimes you saw them sailing
+  Gracefully on the current, side by side,
+Sometimes they played a game of tag,
+  Or plunged into the tide.
+One day the master ordered
+  The cook to kill the goose,
+And roast it for his dinner;
+  It was fat and fit for use.
+But the cook had taken a drop too much,
+  And it had gone to his head;
+So when he went out for the goose
+  He took the swan instead.
+He seized the swan fast by the throat,
+  And would have kill'd it soon:
+But the bird saw he was to die,
+  And he his throat did tune,
+And warbled out his farewell lay.
+  The cook straight dropped his knife
+In great surprise, "what! what!" cried he,
+  "Shall I take the life
+Of a musical bird like this?
+  No, no! it must not be.
+So to the garden he shall go back
+  And ne'er be kill'd by me."
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE LYNX AND THE MOLE.
+
+
+A lynx once met by chance a mole,
+Just emerging from his hole.
+The lynx with penetrating eye
+The beauties of the place did spy,
+And asked the mole to take a share
+In the fine prospect, rich and rare.
+"I've seldom found so good a place.
+From this small hill you see a space
+Extended far beneath your view,
+I like it much; pray do not you?
+See now the sun begins to rise,
+And with crimson tints the skies.
+It spreads all round its genial heat,
+And nature now enjoys a treat."
+"Well, well!" the mole aloud did cry
+"You may see this and more, but I
+Can only now before me see,
+A very heavy mist." "Truly,
+Now," said the lynx, "I clearly see
+The difference 'twixt you and me.
+My eyes see with perception bright
+While your's are always dark as night.
+Go to your hold beneath the ground,
+While I will range the forest round."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE OLD CAT AND THE YOUNG
+MOUSE.
+
+
+A young mouse of little experience,
+Thought to soften an old cat,
+And besought her clemency,
+By asking for his life at her expense.
+Said he, "A mouse, or e'en a rat,
+Is not a great charge on the house;
+And I shall not starve out the host.
+Besides I seldom quit my post,
+And when I do a grain of corn
+Has served me since I first was born.
+Now I am thin, pray let me be,
+I'll serve your children yet, you'll see."
+Thus to the cat spoke the poor mouse.
+The other answered, "You mistake,
+When unto me this tone you take;
+You might as well talk to the deaf,
+As to so old a cat as I,
+And through your tricks I spy,
+Die! you can go and chatter to the fates,
+My children will be fed on better cates."
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+Youth is sanguine, and hopes for all:
+Old age is pitiless; so says our moral.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE TWO FRIENDS.
+
+
+Two real friends lived in Monomotapa,
+All that belonged to one was for the other,
+And each was unto each a brother.
+The people of that country, thus,
+Make better friends than among us.
+One night when fast asleep,
+  They each were sound reposing,
+The eldest darted from his couch,
+  And stopped the other's dozing.
+He runs to see his friend,
+Awakes the slaves, and in the end,
+Even his friend is quite alarmed,
+And goes to seek the other,
+With sword and purse. "My brother,
+What can the matter be?
+Here I am armed, you see,
+Ready with sword to fight for you,
+And here is money ready too,
+If you have lost in play.
+You're even welcome to my handsome slave,
+With jet black hair, and eyes so grave."
+"No!" said the other, "I need naught,
+But ere I slept to-night, I thought,
+Being in a trance, that you were sad,
+And as the thought nigh drove me mad,
+I hurried to your tent,
+And found you sleeping quite content."
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+Which of the two best loved the other?
+Here is a thing to ponder on.
+A true friend is a precious thing,
+And all to aid you he will bring,
+But with excess of love the other
+In dreams was thinking of his brother.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE SICK STAG.
+
+
+In a land where stags are many,
+One fell sick, and not any
+Of all his friends, delayed to come,
+To offer aid and consolation,
+In his sorrowful situation.
+Said he, "My friends, pray let me die
+In the right way, nor shed such tears."
+Not at all, the consolers,
+With many a tear, and many a sigh,
+Had come resolved by him to lie;
+And when they left they helped themselves
+Upon his lands, the greedy elves!
+And drank from out his brook,
+And every one of them such suppers took,
+That when the stag revived,
+He found his meals reduced;
+So that while his friends had thrived,
+He had to fast or die of hunger.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE FOREST AND THE WOODMAN.
+
+
+A woodman had broken or misplaced
+The wooden handle of his axe,
+This loss could not be well replaced.
+So master woodman humbly prayed
+From all the trees a single branch,
+And promised to go elsewhere when he made
+Again his livelihood,
+And he would touch nor oak nor pine.
+The trees which were all very good
+Furnished for him new arms,
+And soon commenced all their alarms,
+And their regret. The axe was mended.
+And his repentance all was ended.
+The miserable wretch but used it,
+E'en as he had before abused it,
+By felling down the forest trees,
+Which groaned in spirit, and which died,
+By arms they had themselves supplied.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+This is the way the world goes on,
+We use our benefits against our benefactors:
+I am tired of speaking thereupon,
+Till we obtain our wants, we are good actors.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE ELEPHANT AND THE MONKEY
+OF JUPITER.
+
+
+Formerly the elephant and the rhinoceros
+Disputing on the light of empire
+Resolved to end the combat thus--
+By fighting to their heart's desire.
+The day was fixed, when it was heard,
+That the monkey of Sire Jupiter
+Had been seen in the air,
+Poised on a cloud like any bird.
+The elephant was quite convinced
+That to arrange the new election,
+An interest the god evinced,
+And felt for him a great affection,
+He went to see the monkey's highness,
+Expecting him to speak about the fight,
+But not a word said monkey.
+At this sight,
+The elephant perceived that he must speak himself,
+And so began: "Sire Jupiter," said he,
+"Between rhinoceros and me will see
+A royal combat of legation;
+A tournament for all the nation.
+I suppose you have already heard
+This news!" Said monkey, "Not a word."
+The elephant ashamed, and quite surprised,
+Looked on the monkey with astonished eyes.
+Said monkey, "In celestial place,
+A fly or leopard are of equal race."
+"Was it not then because of us,"
+Said elephant, "that you descended?"
+"Nay," said the monkey, quite offended.
+"I left the heavens to share a grain of corn
+Among some ants, nor knew that you were born.
+We have the care of mortal things;
+But all are equals in our eyes,
+And at your talk I feel surprise."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE WOODCUTTER AND DEATH.
+
+
+A woodman was toiling, all covered with dust,
+But reach home with his faggot ere night he must,
+Panting and weary he walks quite slow,
+How to get home he does not know.
+At last quite exhausted with toil and trouble,
+With the weight of the burden and his years, bent double.
+He puts down his faggot, and thinks of his pains,
+What is his work, and what are his gains,
+How since he came into this weary world,
+By the wheels of blind fortune around he's been twirled.
+Was he not poor, a wood cutter, at best,
+Oft without bread, always without rest.
+He thinks of his wife, his children, his taxes,
+At last quite warm with the subject he waxes.
+He calls on death; who comes without delay,
+The woodman, in terror, knows not what to say.
+Death asks what to do the man wishes he should.
+"Oh, help me," he said, "with this faggot of wood.
+My poor bones ache, and my limbs they crack.
+So help me to put it upon my back."
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE RAT AND THE OYSTER.
+
+
+A rat who lived in the field,
+  A rat of little wit,
+Once grew tired of his father's house,
+  And quietly left it.
+He left the field, the grain and wheat,
+  Set out to travel, left his hole,
+And just as soon as he was out,
+  "How large and spacious on the whole
+Is this great country spread about.
+Here are the Apeninnes, and there Caucasus."
+The smallest mole hill is a mountain.
+At the end of some days our traveller arrives
+At a certain canton where every oyster thrives,
+And our famed traveller turned very pale,
+Thinking he saw great vessels setting sail
+"Mercy," said he, "My father was a dunce,
+He did not dare to travel even once,
+While I have seen already,
+The maritime empire,
+And travelled to my heart's desire."
+From a certain learn'd man,
+The rat had heard of such things,
+And thinks he has seen all he can.
+Among the many oysters closed,
+There was one open, which reposed,
+Mouth gaping, in the sun,
+The learned, travelled man,
+The rat, approached, thinking to make
+An excellent repast, and began to take
+A bite at the fine oyster, plump and fat,
+Whereupon closing on our rat,
+The oyster caught him tight
+And held him with all its might.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+This fable goes to show,
+That those mistake,
+Who think that all they know:
+When knowing nothing of the world,
+Their giddy brain is quickly whirled.
+And hence this moral let us make,
+That he is caught, who thinks to take.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE PHYSICIANS.
+
+
+Dr. So-much-the-worse went out to see
+A patient sick as one could be.
+His brother So-much-the-better,
+Having received an urgent letter,
+Came also the sick man to visit.
+So-much-the-worse declared he'd die,
+So-much-the-better asked him why.
+And while their plans they thus discourse,
+The sick man died, _so much the worse_!
+So-much-the-better now declared,
+That if the sick man had not despaired,
+He would have lived. So-much-the-worse
+Said, "I was right, agree with me,
+Our patient's dead, as you can see."
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+There's wisdom in the saying, by my troth,
+Too many cooks will spoil the broth.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE MOUNTAIN IN LABOR.
+
+
+A mountain thought to be in labor,
+Made such a horrid noise,
+That round it each stranger came and neighbor,
+Thinking the end of all this noise would be
+A city, quite as large as three.
+Having drawn all the province round,
+The mountain from a little mound,
+Let out a mouse.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+When I think upon this fable,
+Of which the narration is false,
+And the sense true;
+It puts me much in mind
+Of authors not a few,
+Who boast that they are able
+To write on any subject as they please,
+And after all--do nothing.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE CAT METAMORPHOSED INTO
+A WOMAN.
+
+
+A man was passionately fond of his cat,
+He thought she was pretty, and sleek, and all that;
+And she purred in the softest tone,
+He wished to make her his own.
+This man by prayers, by tears,
+  By sorcery and charms,
+Changed pussy to a woman fair,
+  And took her in his arms.
+But in the wainscot soon a rat
+  Made itself manifest,
+And very soon the pussy cat,
+  Could still no longer rest.
+Her foolish husband who believed
+  That nothing had of cat remained,
+And as his wife had her received--
+  Was, now, I warrant, somewhat pained.
+Next time the vermin came,
+Pussy was surer of her game--
+  For having changed her face,
+The mice not frightened,
+  Did not change their pace--
+And the astonished spouse
+  Was very glad--
+To change her back--
+  And was no more cat-mad.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+What in the bone is born,
+  Will in the flesh remain,
+Both night and morn,
+  And ne'er come out again.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE FROG AND THE RAT.
+
+
+He who another thinks to injure,
+May in the end destroy himself.
+
+A rat who fed exceeding well,
+Was by a frog invited out to dine;
+"The voyage," said froggy, "will be quickly made,
+If you will tie your foot to mine."
+Frog vaunted the delight of bathing,
+Praised the varieties they'd met upon the way,
+And when the rat consented to be tied,
+Attempted to bear him away.
+The rat half drowned resisted all he could.
+The frog, imaged the dinner he would make;
+Suddenly, flying from a neighboring wood,
+A hawk appeared, and quickly did he take
+Both of the combatants up in his bill,
+Before they e'en had time to make their will;
+And quite delighted did the greedy sinner
+Make off of fish and flesh a hearty dinner.
+For in the hawk's dominions, fast days
+Are never kept.
+Now if the frog had acted as he ought,
+And had not tried to dine off the poor rat,
+They would not both have perished,
+To make fat,
+A pampered hawk;
+And master rat,
+Had he not been so curious about
+Aquatic government,
+Had from the scrape got safely out.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+A scheme or a conspiracy,
+Be it all plotted well
+As safe, 'twould seem as it could be,
+And sure of all success,
+May, none the less,
+Entirely fail,
+And grand conspirators,
+And all bewail,
+The day that set them scheming.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE LION AND THE FLY.
+
+
+A lion by a gad-fly worried,
+Half maddened by his sting,
+Exclaimed, "Be off, vile fly--
+Mean, pitiful, base thing!"
+After the fly had ended his repast,
+Fully exhausted feels the beast at last,
+And roared so that he shook the earth,
+While the victorious fly
+Met in the spider's web his destiny.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+Two morals draw I from this tale:
+  First, We should fear the smallest enemy;
+And second, We may escape great perils,
+  And from a trifling cause may die.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE TWO MULES.
+
+
+Two mules went travelling on their way,
+  One with a sack of corn;
+The other with gold and bells so gay,
+  Most gaily tripped along.
+Proud of so rich a load,
+  He kept the bells a ringing--
+And was so proud, had he known how
+  He would have commenced singing.
+Soon some robbers rude appeared,
+  Who stopped this mule upon his road,
+And very soon they had him cleared
+  Of all his weight of precious gold.
+Falling beneath their blows, "I die,"
+  The expiring trotter cried,
+"Had you been," said the other,
+  "Low as I, you would not thus have died."
+
+Be moderate when you are high,
+Nor glory o'er the passers by.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+JUPITER AND THE FARMER.
+
+
+Jupiter had a farm to let,
+Mercury advertised it, and people came,
+Made offers, listened, all the same,
+Made some objection.
+One declared the land
+Was rough and dry,
+And full of sand.
+One had this reason, one had that,
+Until at last a man appeared,
+Who said he'd try to farm it, agreed that
+He might have any weather that he chose.
+
+Behold! as soon as he but yawns, it blows
+Or rains, or is quite clear.
+His neighbors, even the most near,
+Are not affected by these changes.
+In usual route, their weather ranges;
+They have good crops,
+But he had none.
+At last when tired, he began
+Complaining unto Jupiter.
+The next year the same thing,
+Changes of weather he can bring--
+And the neighbors no more
+Than the Americans,
+Are troubled by the farming
+Of his lands.
+At last tired out, with all his strife in vain,
+He yields his power to the God of rain;
+Acknowledging, that all along
+The god did right,
+And he did wrong.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+Let us conclude that Providence
+For man ordains much better than we can.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE COCK, THE CAT, AND THE
+LITTLE MOUSE.
+
+
+A young mouse, who had nothing seen,
+Was nearly caught; You shall hear how
+He told his mother the adventure--
+He said, "Pray, listen, now:
+I started out to frolic at a venture,
+When two fine animals appeared
+Before my eyes,
+And filled me with surprise.
+One was soft, benign, and sweet,
+The other, turbulent, and full of inquietude,
+Had a loud voice, piercing and rude,
+And on his head a piece of flesh.
+A sort of arm raised him up in the air,
+As though to fly out of a mesh--
+His tail was spread out like a fan."
+Now it was a cock of which our little mouse,
+Made to his mother this fine picture,
+Describing him like an enthusiast.
+"He beat," said he, "his flanks,
+With his two arms,
+Making such a noise and such a din,
+That, frightened half to death,
+I hurried in.
+Although I pique myself upon my courage
+And heartily I cursed him in my heart,
+For but for him, I'd taken part,
+In conversation with the gentle creature,
+Who my advances would encourage.
+She is velvety, like us, with a long tail,
+A modest look, and sparkling eyes,
+And is much like a rat. She spies
+The objects round her. I turned pale
+On hearing the other creature's din,
+Or else I should have asked her in."
+"My child," said the mother, "this last was a cat,
+An enemy of every mouse and rat.
+The other a cock, whom do not fear,
+Perhaps we may dine on him here."
+
+Take care, whatever they may seem,
+Of judging people by their mien.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE MONKEY.
+
+
+The animals, on the death of the lion,
+  During his life, prince of the country,
+Resolved to elect a king to try on
+  The regal crown, and chose a monkey.
+Because after the animals had all
+Tried on the regal crown, or let it fall,
+Because their heads were all too big,
+Or too small, too horned, or too thick,
+The monkey slipped through it;
+And with it cut up many a trick,
+Which they all thought refined,
+And chose him with one mind.
+Only the fox regretted the election,
+And swore to reign in his defection.
+He came and made his compliment;
+"Sire," said he, "I know a treasure meant
+For your high majesty. I will show
+The spot where it lies hid."
+The monkey went at Reynard's bid--
+And was caught in a trap.
+The fox exclaimed,
+"How do you think to govern us,
+When, after all, with all your fuss,
+You cannot well, do what you may,
+Keep e'en yourself out of harm's way."
+The animals agreed,
+That royal power suits very few indeed.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE HORSE AND THE ASS.
+
+
+An ass accompanied by a horse uncourteous,
+Who only had his harness on his back;
+And the poor jackass staggered
+'Neath the load of vegetable and a pack;
+He begged the horse to help him,
+If he could--
+But not a single bit,
+The other would.
+"I ask," said the poor beast,
+"A little pity--
+Help me at least,
+To reach the city."
+The horse refused,
+And got his due,
+For the ass died.
+The farmer's man
+Stripped off the skin of honest Ben,
+And made the horse, whom they espied,
+Drag on the skin and the cart beside.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+'Tis wise to lend our aid
+  To others in distress,
+We often thus are made
+  The means of happiness.
+The churlish, unkind man
+  His neighbor's death may cause,
+And have to help his family,
+  Through taxes and the laws.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE ASTROLOGER WHO FELL
+INTO A WELL.
+
+
+An astrologer, of high ambition,
+While star-gazing fell down
+Into a well. "Sage gentleman,"
+Remarked the people of the town,
+"How did you think to read the stars, old man,
+When you cannot preserve your own position."
+This adventure in itself, without going further,
+Might serve as a lesson, to most of mankind,
+For of us mortals, a certain part inclines,
+To the belief, that, with the help of mind,
+The book of Destiny may easily be read,
+But this book, by Homer and his disciples sung,
+What is it called but _Chance_, by ancients,
+And by us Christians named Providence instead.
+Now in Chance there can no science be,
+Or why should it be called by them _Chance_--
+And things uncertain, who knows in advance?
+If all depends upon the fixed decree,
+Of Him who does all things, and nothing does unwisely.
+How should we read his will,
+And know that which from us he would conceal?
+Wherefore watch the stars so nicely,
+To know how to avoid inevitable woe;
+Or how, in future times, our fate will go;
+To make us, in the midst of pleasure, sad,
+Or with predicted evil, drive us mad,
+Convert all blessings into curses dire?
+Is this the knowledge to which we aspire,
+Is it an error or a crime thus to believe
+That future destiny can thus be known?
+In place of star-gazing above our head,
+Let us confide ourselves to the Great One.
+The firmament exists, the stars go on their way,
+And the sun shines upon us every day;
+And every day, the day is lost in night,
+Without our knowing aught else from the sight.
+That the seasons come, the crops are ripe,
+And in what wood we should look out for snipe,
+And some few other things, but for the change
+Of day to night, by which the world doth range,
+It has not aught to do with Destiny.
+Quacks, and ye compilers of horoscopes,
+Quit all the courts of princes in Europe,
+And take with you all mischief makers
+
+You deserve belief no more than they do.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+This astrologer in the well,
+Resembles all of his false art,
+Who while they are in danger, dream
+That in the stars, they read the happiest theme.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE ANIMALS SICK WITH THE
+PLAGUE.
+
+
+A scourge which spread terror,
+Invented by heaven to punish earth--
+The plague (if to name it be no error)
+Was making every animal
+To curse his birth.
+In one day it might have enriched Acheron,
+And upon beasts made busy war.
+Amongst them all there was not one,
+But, sick and ailing, was complaining sore;
+All did not die, but each was ill--
+Not one strove now to eat his fill,
+No meat excited them to taste,
+Nor did the wolves again lay waste,
+The innocent prey.
+Even the doves fled from each other,
+And cooed no more the live-long day.
+The lion held war counsel--"My brother,"
+Said he, addressing each in turn,
+"I think that heaven hath allowed
+This punishment on us to fall
+For the sins we have disavowed.
+Now I for one will confess all,
+And let him who is most to blame,
+Be slaughtered in the others' name.
+Perhaps he may obtain a common cure,
+For history tells us that in like cases,
+The guilty die in others' places;
+Let us not then be false to Nature,
+Let us confess our faults--in fine
+I will the first acknowledge mine;
+And I avow, that oft I keep
+A serious tax on harmless sheep.
+What had they done,
+In naught offended--
+Yet I their quiet lives have ended.
+Sometimes, with sorrow be it heard,
+I e'en have eaten the shepherd,
+And I acknowledge all--
+And I will die like a quiet bird--
+If my death keep you from your fall.
+It must be hoped now in all justice,
+That he who is most guilty perish."
+"Sire," said the fox, "you are too good a king
+To die for any trivial thing;
+Your simples are too nice.
+Eat sheep, and why not?
+Is it a sin? is it a vice?
+No, sire, you did them honor;
+And as for shepherds, I desire,
+That over us their false empire
+Should cease, and we have all we want
+Of sheep and fleece."
+So said the fox, flatterers applaud,
+The tiger, bear, and other powers they laud,
+Even for their most violent offence.
+All quarrelsome people,
+Down to the mastiffs,
+Were little saints.
+But when the donkey's turn came on,
+They heard him with many ifs.
+He said, "I now remember
+That by a monk's garden passing,
+(It was late in December,
+And my strength soon faints,)
+I ate a leaf of some dry plant,
+And e'en now I with terror pant."
+They seized upon him and devoured,
+And said he was the cause
+Of heaven's anger being lowered.
+
+With interested judges, _right_
+Is always on the side of _might_.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE CANDLE.
+
+
+It was in the home of the Olympian gods,
+That bees first lodged, 'tis said,
+On Mount Hymettus; and thitherwards
+Came zephyrs with light tread.
+When from the hives, the honey,
+Had all been taken out,
+As there remained naught but wax,
+Some candles were, for money,
+Carefully made and sold in packs.
+One of these candles on a certain day
+Seeing that clay by fire was turned to brick,
+Thought he could harden his body the same;
+And getting near the fire to try the trick,
+This new Empedocles to flame condemned
+Soon found of his philosophy the end.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE HOG, THE GOAT, AND THE
+SHEEP.
+
+
+A goat, a sheep, and a fat hog,
+On the same cart were bound for the fair.
+They lay as quietly as any log,
+But were not seeking their amusement there.
+They were to be sold, so says the story.
+The carter, who his business knows,
+Don't take them into town to see the _shows_.
+Dame porker was inclined to squeal,
+As though the butcher's knife she 'gan to feel.
+Her grunts, and squeals, and cries
+Were loud enough to deafen one,
+The other animals more wise,
+And better tempered, with surprise
+Exclaimed, "have done!"
+The carter to the porker turned,
+"Where have you manners learned,
+Why stun us all? Do you not see
+That you're the noisiest of the three?
+That sheep says not a word,
+Nor can the young goat's voice be heard."
+"But," said the hog, "they both are fools.
+If like me they knew their fate,
+They'd halloo out at greater rate,
+The goat will only lose her milk,
+The sheep his wool, but here, poor me,
+I'm to be eaten, and know my destiny."
+The porker was quite right,
+But hallooing with all her might,
+Was all too late,
+And could not alter her sad fate.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE DELICATE HERON.
+
+
+By the bank of a river,
+  A heron walked out,
+And in it were sporting,
+  Pike, mackerel and trout.
+
+Now these fish with great ease,
+  Our bird might have caught,
+But I'll wait till I'm hungry
+  The silly bird thought.
+
+At last came his appetite,
+  "Now I'll eat," the bird cries,
+And some tench from the bottom,
+  Just then he saw rise.
+
+"But these are not good enough
+  At this time of day,"
+And he waited for better
+  Till all swam away.
+
+At eve almost starved
+  When all other means fail,
+He was right glad to sup
+  On a poor little snail.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE BLACKAMOOR AND HER
+MISTRESS.
+
+
+A foolish young lady,
+  Took one of her maids,
+Who chanced to be black
+  As the ace of spades,
+And said she'd have her washed white,
+  By the other maids;
+She was put in a tub,
+  And with water and towels
+Her skin they did rub,
+  Through a long summer day till the night;
+But the more they did rub her,
+  The blacker she got;
+And while they did scrub her,
+  She mourned her hard lot.
+So the maids threw away
+  All their labor and care,
+And the mistress gave up
+  Her fine scheme in despair.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE BEAR AND THE GARDENER.
+
+
+A bear and gardener,
+  Who mutually tired
+Of solitary life,
+  And were inspired,
+With a warm friendship for each other,
+Promised to be to one another,
+Excellent friends, and so they were.
+As for the death of the poor man
+I'll tell you how it happened,
+If I can.
+The bear watching the gardener in his sleep--
+Beholding on his head a fly,
+And thinking it bad company,
+Took up a stone and dropped it down,
+Upon the fly 'tis true,
+But broke the gardener's crown.
+
+
+MORAL.
+
+To make our fortunes or to mend,
+A most malignant enemy
+Is better than a foolish friend.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE VULTURES AND THE
+PIGEONS.
+
+
+The wing'd inhabitants of air
+Waged on a time a direful war.
+Not those, in budding groves who sing,
+To usher in the amorous spring;
+Nor those, with Venus' car who fly
+Through the light clouds and yielding sky
+But the rapacious vulture brood,
+With crooked beak that thirsts for blood,
+And iron fangs. Their war, 'tis said,
+For a dog's carrion corse was made.
+Shrill shrieks resound from shore to shore;
+The earth beneath is sanguin'd o'er;
+Versed in the science to destroy,
+Address and valor they employ.
+'Twould take a hundred tongues to tell,
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