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             Fables of Æsop and other eminent mythologists with morals and reflexions / by Sir Roger L'Estrange, Kt.
             L'Estrange, Roger, Sir, 1616-1704.
             Baarland, Adriaan van, 1486-1538.
             Avianus. Fabulae. English.
             Astemio, Lorenzo. Fabulae. English.
             Bracciolini, Poggio, 1380-1459. Facetiae. English. Selections.
          
           2 v. ([19], 28, [2], 480 p., [1] leaf of plates) : ill., port.
           
             Printed for R. Sare, T. Sawbridge, B. Took, M. Gillyflower, A. & J. Churchil, and J. Hindmarsh,
             London :
             1692.
          
           
             Reproduction of original in Cambridge University Library.
             Imperfect: film lacks vol. 2 with t.p.: Fables and storyes moralized, being a second part of the Fables of Aesop. London, 1699.
             Preface -- Alphabetical table -- Life of Aesop -- Fables of Aesop -- Fables of Barlandus -- Fables of Anianus [i.e. Avianus] -- Fables of Abstemius -- Fables of Poggius -- Miscellany fables.
          
        
      
    
     
       
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               Sr.
               Roger
               L'Estrange
               Knt.
            
             
               VOS
               NON
               VOBIS
            
             
               G.
               Kneller
               pinxit
               .
            
             
               R.
               White
               sculpsit
               .
            
             portrait
          
        
      
       
         
         
           FABLES
           ,
           OF
           AESOP
           And
           other
           Eminent
           MYTHOLOGISTS
           :
        
         
           WITH
           
             Morals
             and
             Reflexions
          
           .
        
         
           By
           Sir
           
             Roger
             L'Estrange
          
           ,
           Kt.
           
        
         
           LONDON
           ,
        
         
           Printed
           for
           
             R.
             Sare
             ,
             T.
             Sawbridge
             ,
             B.
             Took
             ,
             M.
             Gillyflower
             ,
             A.
          
           &
           
             I.
             Churchil
          
           ,
           and
           
             I.
             Hindmarsh
          
           ,
           1692.
           
        
      
       
         
         
         
           THE
           PREFACE
           .
        
         
           WE
           have
           had
           the
           History
           of
           Aesop
           so
           many
           times
           over
           and
           over
           ,
           and
           drest-up
           so
           many
           several
           Ways
           ;
           that
           it
           would
           be
           -
           but
           Labour
           Lost
           to
           Multiply
           Unprofitable
           Conjectures
           upon
           a
           Tradition
           of
           so
           Great
           Uncertainty
           .
           Writers
           are
           divided
           about
           him
           ,
           almost
           to
           all
           manner
           of
           purposes
           :
           And
           particularly
           concerning
           the
           Authority
           ,
           even
           of
           the
           greater
           part
           of
           Those
           Compositions
           that
           pass
           the
           World
           in
           his
           Name
           :
           For
           ,
           the
           Story
           is
           come
           down
           to
           us
           so
           Dark
           and
           Doubtful
           ,
           that
           it
           is
           Impossible
           to
           Distinguish
           the
           Original
           from
           the
           Copy
           :
           And
           to
           say
           ,
           which
           of
           the
           Fables
           are
           Aesops
           ,
           and
           which
           not
           ;
           which
           are
           Genuine
           ,
           and
           which
           Spurious
           :
           Beside
           ,
           that
           there
           are
           divers
           Inconsistencies
           upon
           the
           Point
           of
           Chronology
           ,
           in
           the
           Account
           of
           his
           Life
           ,
           (
           as
           
             Maximus
             Planudes
          
           ,
           and
           Others
           have
           Deliver'd
           it
           )
           which
           the
           whole
           Earth
           can
           never
           Reconcile
           .
           Vavasor
           the
           Josuite
           ,
           in
           a
           Tract
           of
           his
           ,
           
             de
             Ludicra
             Dictione
          
           ,
           takes
           Notice
           of
           some
           four
           or
           five
           Gross
           Mistakes
           of
           This
           Kind
           .
           
             [
             Planudes
          
           (
           says
           he
           )
           brings
           Aesop
           to
           Ba●…ylon
           ,
           
             in
             the
             Reign
             of
          
           Lycerus
           ;
           
             where
             there
             never
             was
             such
             a
             Prince
             heard
             of
             ,
             from
          
           Nabonassar
           (
           
             the
             first
             King
             of
          
           Babylon
           )
           to
           Alexander
           the
           Great
           .
           
             He
             tells
             also
             of
             his
             going
             into
          
           Aegypt
           
             in
             the
             Days
             of
             King
          
           Nectenabo
           ;
           which
           Nectenabo
           
             came
             not
             into
             the
             World
             till
             well
             nigh
             Two
             Hundred
             Years
             after
             him
             .
             And
             so
             he
             makes
             him
             Greet
             his
             Mistress
             upon
             his
             first
             Entrance
             into
             his
             Master's
             House
             ,
             with
             a
             Bitter
             Sentence
             against
             Women
             out
             of
          
           Euripides
           ;
           (
           
             as
             he
             pretends
          
           )
           
             when
             yet
          
           Aesop
           
             had
             been
             Dead
             ,
             a
             matter
             of
             Fourscore
             Years
             ,
             before
             T'other
             was
             Born.
             And
             once
             again
             ,
             He
             brings
             him
             in
             ,
             Talking
             of
             the
          
           Pyraean
           Port
           ,
           
             in
             his
             Fable
             of
             the
          
           Ape
           and
           the
           Dolphin
           :
           
             A
             Port
             ,
             that
             the
             very
             Name
             on
             't
             was
             never
             thought
             of
             ,
             till
             about
             the
          
           Seventy
           Sixt
           Olympiad
           :
           And
           Aesop
           was
           Murder'd
           ,
           in
           the
           
             Four
             and
             Fifti'th
             .
          
           ]
           This
           is
           enough
           in
           All
           Conscience
           ,
           to
           Excuse
           any
           Man
           from
           laying
           over-much
           Stress
           upon
           the
           Historical
           Credit
           of
           a
           Relation
           ,
           that
           comes
           so
           Blindly
           ,
           and
           so
           Variously
           Transmitted
           to
           us
           :
           Over
           and
           above
           ,
           that
           it
           is
           not
           one
           jot
           to
           our
           Bus'ness
           (
           further
           then
           to
           Gratify
           an
           Idle
           Curiosity
           )
           whether
           the
           Fact
           be
           
             True
             or
             False
          
           ;
           whether
           the
           Man
           was
           Streight
           ,
           or
           Crooked
           ;
           and
           his
           
             Name
             ,
             Aesop
          
           ,
           or
           (
           as
           some
           will
           have
           it
           )
           Lochman
           :
           In
           All
           which
           Cases
           ,
           the
           Reader
           is
           left
           at
           Liberty
           to
           Believe
           his
           Pleasure
           .
           We
           are
           not
           here
           ,
           upon
           the
           Name
           ,
           the
           Person
           ,
           or
           the
           Adventures
           
           of
           This
           Great
           Man
           ;
           but
           upon
           the
           Subject
           of
           his
           Apologues
           and
           Morals
           ;
           And
           not
           of
           His
           alone
           ,
           but
           of
           several
           other
           Eminent
           Men
           that
           have
           Written
           after
           his
           Copy
           ;
           and
           abundantly
           Contributed
           in
           those
           Labours
           ,
           to
           the
           Delight
           ,
           Benefit
           ,
           and
           Instruction
           of
           Those
           that
           were
           to
           come
           after
           them
           .
        
         
           There
           are
           ,
           't
           is
           True
           ,
           a
           Certain
           Set
           of
           Morose
           and
           Untractable
           Spirits
           in
           the
           World
           ,
           that
           look
           upon
           Precepts
           in
           Emblem
           ,
           as
           they
           do
           upon
           Gays
           and
           Pictures
           ,
           that
           are
           only
           fit
           for
           Women
           and
           Children
           ,
           and
           make
           no
           more
           reck'ning
           of
           them
           ,
           then
           of
           the
           Fooleries
           of
           so
           many
           
             Old
             Wives
             Tales
          
           .
           These
           are
           a
           sort
           of
           People
           that
           are
           Resolv'd
           to
           be
           pleas'd
           with
           nothing
           that
           is
           not
           
             Unsociably
             Soure
             ,
             Ill
             Natur'd
          
           ,
           and
           Troublesome
           ;
           Men
           that
           make
           it
           the
           Mark
           as
           well
           as
           the
           Prerogative
           of
           a
           Philosopher
           ,
           to
           be
           Magisterial
           ,
           and
           Churlish
           ;
           As
           if
           a
           Man
           could
           not
           be
           Wise
           and
           Honest
           ,
           without
           being
           Inhumane
           ;
           or
           ,
           I
           might
           have
           said
           ,
           without
           putting
           an
           Affront
           upon
           
             Christian
             Charity
             ,
             Civil
             Society
             ,
             Decency
          
           and
           
             Good
             Manners
          
           :
           But
           they
           are
           not
           aware
           All
           this
           while
           ,
           that
           the
           Foundations
           of
           Knowledge
           and
           Vertue
           are
           laid
           in
           our
           Childhood
           ;
           when
           Nothing
           goes
           Kindly
           down
           with
           us
           ,
           that
           is
           not
           Season'd
           and
           Adapted
           to
           the
           Palate
           and
           Capacity
           of
           '
           those
           Tender
           Years
           .
           'T
           is
           in
           the
           very
           Nature
           of
           us
           ,
           first
           ,
           to
           be
           Inquisitive
           ,
           and
           Hankering
           after
           New
           and
           New
           Sights
           and
           Stories
           :
           And
           2dly
           ,
           No
           less
           Sollicitous
           to
           Learn
           and
           Understand
           the
           Truth
           and
           Meaning
           of
           what
           we
           See
           and
           Hear
           :
           So
           that
           betwixt
           the
           Indulging
           and
           Cultivating
           of
           This
           Disposition
           ,
           or
           Inclination
           ,
           on
           the
           One
           hand
           ,
           and
           the
           Applying
           of
           a
           Profitable
           Moral
           to
           the
           Figure
           ,
           or
           the
           Fable
           ,
           on
           the
           Other
           ,
           here
           's
           the
           Sum
           of
           All
           that
           can
           be
           done
           upon
           the
           Point
           of
           a
           
             Timely
             Discipline
          
           and
           Institution
           ,
           toward
           the
           Forming
           of
           an
           Honourable
           ,
           and
           a
           Vertuous
           Life
           .
           Most
           Certain
           it
           is
           ,
           that
           without
           This
           Early
           Care
           and
           Attention
           ,
           upon
           the
           Main
           ,
           we
           are
           as
           good
           as
           Lost
           in
           our
           very
           Cradles
           ;
           for
           the
           Principles
           that
           we
           Imbibe
           in
           our
           Youth
           ,
           we
           carry
           commonly
           to
           our
           Graves
           ;
           and
           it
           is
           the
           Education
           ,
           in
           short
           ,
           that
           makes
           the
           Man.
           To
           speak
           All
           ,
           in
           a
           Few
           Words
           ,
           Children
           are
           but
           
             Blank
             Paper
          
           ,
           ready
           Indifferently
           for
           any
           Impression
           ,
           Good
           or
           Bad
           ,
           for
           they
           take
           All
           upon
           Credit
           ;
           and
           it
           is
           much
           in
           the
           Power
           of
           the
           first
           Comer
           ,
           to
           Write
           Saint
           ,
           or
           Devil
           upon
           't
           ,
           which
           of
           the
           Two
           He
           pleases
           .
           Wherefore
           let
           the
           Method
           of
           Communication
           be
           never
           so
           Natural
           and
           Agreeable
           ,
           the
           Better
           ,
           the
           Worse
           still
           ,
           if
           the
           Matter
           be
           not
           Suited
           to
           the
           Prudence
           ,
           the
           Piety
           ,
           and
           the
           Tenderness
           that
           is
           Requisite
           in
           the
           Exercise
           of
           such
           a
           Function
           .
           Now
           This
           is
           a
           Nicety
           that
           Depends
           ,
           in
           a
           Great
           Measure
           ,
           upon
           the
           
             Care
             ,
             Providence
             ,
             Sobriety
             ,
             Conduct
          
           and
           
             Good
             Example
          
           of
           
             Parents
             ,
             Guardians
             ,
             Tutors
          
           ,
           &c.
           
           Nay
           it
           Descends
           to
           the
           very
           Choice
           of
           such
           
             Nurses
             ,
             Servants
          
           ,
           and
           Familiar
           Companions
           ,
           as
           will
           apply
           themselves
           Diligently
           to
           the
           Discharge
           of
           This
           Office.
           
        
         
           As
           it
           is
           beyond
           All
           Dispute
           ,
           I
           suppose
           ,
           that
           the
           Delight
           and
           Genius
           of
           Children
           ,
           lies
           much
           toward
           the
           Hearing
           ,
           Learning
           ,
           and
           Telling
           of
           Little
           
           Stories
           ;
           So
           this
           Consideration
           holds
           forth
           to
           us
           a
           kind
           of
           Natural
           Direction
           to
           begin
           our
           Approches
           upon
           that
           Quarter
           ,
           toward
           the
           Initiating
           of
           them
           into
           some
           sort
           of
           Sense
           ▪
           and
           Understanding
           of
           their
           Duty
           .
           And
           This
           may
           most
           properly
           be
           done
           in
           a
           way
           of
           History
           and
           Moral
           ;
           and
           in
           such
           a
           manner
           ,
           that
           the
           Truth
           and
           Reason
           of
           Things
           ,
           may
           be
           Artificially
           and
           Effectually
           Insinuated
           ,
           under
           the
           Cover
           ,
           either
           of
           a
           
             Real
             Fact
          
           ,
           or
           of
           a
           Supposed
           One
           :
           But
           then
           These
           very
           Lessons
           Themselves
           may
           be
           Gilt
           and
           Sweeten'd
           ,
           as
           we
           Order
           Pills
           and
           Potions
           ;
           so
           as
           to
           take
           off
           the
           Disgust
           of
           the
           Remedy
           ;
           for
           it
           holds
           ,
           both
           in
           Vertue
           ,
           and
           in
           Health
           ,
           that
           we
           love
           to
           be
           Instructed
           ,
           as
           well
           as
           Plisick'd
           ,
           with
           Pleasure
           .
           This
           is
           an
           Article
           that
           would
           both
           Bear
           and
           Require
           a
           Volume
           :
           But
           without
           Dwelling
           any
           longer
           upon
           it
           ,
           I
           shall
           content
           my self
           with
           some
           short
           General
           Touches
           ,
           and
           so
           Proceed
           .
        
         
           It
           may
           be
           laid
           down
           in
           the
           First
           Place
           ,
           for
           an
           
             Universal
             Rule
          
           ,
           never
           to
           suffer
           Children
           to
           Learn
           any
           thing
           ,
           (
           now
           Seeing
           ,
           and
           Hearing
           ,
           with
           Them
           ,
           is
           Learning
           )
           but
           what
           they
           may
           be
           the
           Better
           for
           All
           their
           Lives
           after
           .
           And
           it
           is
           not
           sufficient
           neither
           ,
           to
           keep
           Men
           clear
           of
           any
           Thought
           ,
           Word
           or
           Deed
           ,
           that
           's
           
             Foul
             ,
             Scandalous
          
           ,
           and
           Dishonest
           ;
           but
           there
           are
           Twenty
           Insipid
           Twittle-Twattles
           ,
           Frothy
           Jests
           ,
           and
           Iingling
           Witticisms
           ,
           that
           look
           ,
           as
           if
           they
           had
           no
           Hurt
           in
           them
           ;
           and
           yet
           the
           Wonting
           of
           us
           to
           the
           Use
           and
           Liking
           of
           These
           Levities
           ,
           Leads
           ,
           and
           Inures
           us
           to
           a
           Mis-understanding
           of
           Things
           ,
           that
           's
           no
           less
           Dangerous
           then
           a
           Corruption
           o●…
           Manners
           .
           Beside
           ,
           that
           there
           's
           no
           need
           of
           Entertaining
           them
           with
           These
           Fopperies
           ,
           having
           so
           much
           Choice
           of
           Useful
           Matter
           at
           hand
           ,
           and
           as
           Good
           Cheap
           .
           Briefly
           ,
           in
           the
           Case
           of
           This
           Method
           of
           Instruction
           and
           Institution
           ,
           let
           but
           the
           Fancy
           or
           the
           Figure
           be
           Clear
           and
           Pertinent
           ,
           and
           the
           Doctrine
           in
           the
           Direction
           of
           it
           can
           never
           fail
           of
           being
           so
           too
           .
           But
           without
           This
           Guard
           and
           Caution
           upon
           the
           Conduct
           of
           the
           Affair
           ,
           This
           Humour
           of
           Mythology
           may
           turn
           to
           a
           Poyson
           instead
           of
           a
           Nourishment
           :
           And
           under
           the
           Pretext
           of
           a
           Lecture
           of
           
             Good
             Government
          
           ,
           Degenerate
           into
           an
           Encouragement
           to
           Vanity
           and
           Debauch
           .
           For
           while
           the
           Memory
           is
           Firm
           ,
           and
           the
           Iudgment
           Weak
           ,
           it
           is
           the
           Director's
           Part
           to
           Judge
           for
           the
           Pupil
           ,
           as
           it
           is
           the
           Disciples
           ,
           to
           Remember
           for
           Himself
           ;
           And
           we
           are
           also
           to
           take
           This
           along
           with
           us
           ,
           that
           when
           a
           Child
           has
           once
           Contracted
           an
           Ill
           Train
           or
           Habit
           ,
           it
           will
           Cost
           as
           much
           time
           to
           Blot
           out
           what
           he
           is
           to
           Forget
           ,
           as
           to
           Possess
           him
           of
           what
           he
           is
           to
           Retain
           in
           his
           Memory
           .
        
         
           Let
           it
           not
           be
           Understood
           now
           ,
           as
           if
           the
           
             Thing
             it self
          
           were
           Childish
           ,
           because
           of
           the
           Application
           of
           it
           ;
           or
           as
           if
           Boys
           and
           Men
           were
           not
           Indifferently
           of
           the
           same
           Make
           ,
           and
           Accountable
           more
           or
           less
           for
           the
           same
           Faculties
           and
           Duties
           .
           So
           that
           the
           Force
           and
           Dignity
           of
           This
           way
           of
           Operation
           ,
           holds
           good
           in
           all
           Cases
           alike
           ;
           For
           there
           's
           Nothing
           makes
           a
           Deeper
           Impression
           upon
           the
           Minds
           of
           Men
           ,
           or
           comes
           more
           Lively
           to
           their
           Understanding
           ,
           then
           Those
           I●…structive
           Notices
           that
           are
           Convey'd
           to
           them
           by
           Glances
           ,
           Insinuations
           ,
           and
           Surprize
           ;
           
           and
           under
           the
           Cover
           of
           some
           Allegory
           or
           Riddle
           .
           But
           ,
           What
           can
           be
           said
           more
           to
           the
           Honour
           of
           This
           Symbolical
           Way
           of
           Morallizing
           upon
           Tales
           and
           Fables
           ,
           then
           that
           the
           Wisdom
           of
           the
           Ancients
           has
           been
           still
           W●…apt
           up
           in
           Veils
           and
           Figures
           ;
           and
           their
           Precepts
           ,
           Councels
           ,
           and
           sal●…tary
           Monitions
           for
           the
           Ordering
           of
           our
           Lives
           and
           Manners
           ,
           Handed
           down
           to
           us
           from
           all
           Antiquity
           under
           Innuendo's
           and
           Allusions
           ?
           For
           what
           are
           the
           
             Aegyptian
             Hierogliphicks
          
           ,
           and
           the
           whole
           History
           of
           the
           
             Pagan
             Gods
          
           ;
           The
           Hints
           ,
           and
           Fictions
           of
           the
           Wise
           Men
           of
           Old
           ,
           but
           i●…
           Effect
           ,
           a
           kind
           of
           
             Philosophical
             Mythology
          
           :
           Which
           is
           ,
           in
           truth
           ,
           no
           other
           ,
           then
           a
           more
           Agreeable
           Vehicle
           found
           out
           for
           Conveying
           to
           us
           the
           Truth
           and
           Reason
           of
           Things
           ,
           through
           the
           Medium
           of
           Images
           and
           Shadows
           .
           But
           what
           needs
           any
           thing
           more
           be
           said
           for
           the
           Reputation
           and
           Authority
           of
           This
           Practice
           and
           Invention
           ,
           considering
           the
           Frequent
           and
           the
           Edifying
           Use
           of
           Apologues
           in
           
             Holy
             Writ
          
           :
           And
           that
           our
           Blessed
           Saviour
           Himself
           ,
           has
           not
           only
           Recommended
           ,
           but
           Inculcated
           ,
           This
           way
           of
           Teaching
           by
           Parab●…es
           ,
           both
           in
           his
           Doctrine
           and
           Example
           ,
           as
           the
           Means
           that
           Divine
           Providence
           made
           use
           of
           for
           the
           Gaining
           of
           Idolaters
           and
           Infidels
           over
           to
           the
           Christian
           Faith
           ?
           What
           was
           it
           that
           brought
           ,
           even
           
             David
             himself
          
           to
           a
           Sight
           and
           Detestation
           of
           h●…
           Sin
           in
           the
           Matter
           of
           Uriah
           ,
           and
           to
           a
           Sense
           of
           his
           Duty
           ,
           but
           the
           Prophet
           Nathan's
           telling
           him
           a
           Story
           at
           a
           Distance
           (
           and
           by
           God's
           Own
           Direction
           too
           )
           of
           
             a
             Rich
             Man
             that
             had
             a
             World
             of
             Sheep
             himself
             ,
             and
             yet
             forc'd
             away
             a
             Poor
             Man's
             Only
             Lamb
             from
             him
             ,
             that
             he
             Lov'd
             as
             his
             Own
             Soul
             ?
          
           How
           did
           David
           take
           Fire
           at
           This
           Iniquity
           in
           Another
           Man
           ,
           till
           upon
           second
           Thoughts
           his
           Conscience
           brought
           it
           home
           to
           his
           Own
           Case
           ,
           and
           forced
           him
           to
           pass
           Iudgment
           upon
           Himself
           ?
           Now
           This
           is
           but
           according
           to
           the
           Natural
           Biass
           of
           Humane
           Frailty
           ,
           for
           every
           Man
           to
           be
           Partial
           to
           his
           own
           Blind-side
           ,
           and
           to
           Exclaim
           against
           the
           very
           Counterpart
           of
           his
           Own
           Daily
           Practice
           .
           As
           what
           's
           more
           Ordinary
           ,
           for
           Example
           ,
           then
           for
           the
           most
           Arbitrary
           of
           Tyrants
           ,
           to
           set
           up
           for
           the
           Advocates
           and
           Patrons
           of
           
             Common
             Liberty
          
           ;
           or
           for
           the
           most
           Profligate
           of
           Scoffers
           and
           Atheists
           ,
           to
           Value
           themselves
           upon
           a
           Zeal
           for
           the
           Power
           ,
           and
           Purity
           of
           the
           Gospel
           ?
           In
           two
           Words
           ,
           What
           's
           more
           Familiar
           then
           to
           see
           Men
           
             Fighting
             the
             Lord's
             Battels
          
           (
           as
           they
           call
           it
           )
           against
           Blasphemy
           and
           Prophaneness
           ,
           with
           One
           hand
           ;
           and
           at
           the
           same
           time
           offering
           Violence
           to
           his
           
             Holy
             Altars
             ,
             Church
          
           and
           Ministers
           with
           the
           Other
           :
           Now
           These
           People
           are
           not
           to
           be
           dealt
           withal
           ,
           but
           by
           a
           Train
           of
           Mystery
           and
           Circumlocution
           ;
           a
           
             Downright
             Admonition
          
           looks
           liker
           the
           Reproach
           of
           an
           Enemy
           ,
           then
           the
           Advice
           of
           a
           Friend
           ;
           or
           at
           the
           Best
           ,
           it
           is
           but
           the
           Good
           Office
           of
           a
           Man
           that
           has
           an
           Ill
           Opinion
           of
           us
           :
           And
           we
           do
           not
           Naturally
           Love
           to
           be
           Told
           of
           our
           Faults
           ,
           by
           the
           Witnesses
           of
           our
           Failings
           .
           Some
           People
           are
           too
           Proud
           ,
           too
           Surly
           ,
           too
           Impudent
           ,
           too
           Incorrigible
           ,
           either
           to
           Bear
           ,
           or
           to
           Mend
           upon
           the
           Liberty
           of
           
             Plain
             Dealing
          
           .
           Others
           are
           too
           Big●…gain
           ●…gain
           ,
           too
           Powerful
           ,
           too
           Vindictive
           ,
           and
           Dangerous
           ,
           
           for
           either
           Reproof
           ,
           or
           Councel
           ,
           in
           
             Direct
             Terms
          
           .
           They
           Hate
           any
           Man
           that
           's
           but
           Conscious
           of
           their
           Wickedness
           ,
           and
           their
           Misery
           is
           like
           the
           
             Stone
             in
             the
             Bladder
          
           ;
           There
           are
           Many
           Things
           Good
           for
           't
           ,
           but
           there
           's
           No
           Coming
           at
           it
           ;
           and
           neither
           the
           Pulpit
           ,
           the
           Stage
           ,
           nor
           the
           Press
           ,
           Dares
           so
           much
           ●…s
           Touch
           upon
           't
           .
           How
           much
           are
           we
           Oblig'd
           then
           ,
           to
           Those
           Wise
           ,
           Good
           Men
           ,
           that
           have
           furnish'd
           the
           World
           with
           so
           sure
           ,
           and
           so
           Pleasant
           an
           Expedient
           ,
           for
           the
           Removing
           of
           All
           These
           Difficulties
           !
           And
           to
           Aesop
           ,
           in
           the
           First
           Place
           ,
           as
           the
           Founder
           ,
           and
           
             Original
             Author
          
           ,
           or
           Inventer
           of
           This
           Art
           of
           Schooling
           Mankind
           into
           Better
           Manners
           ;
           by
           Minding
           Men
           of
           their
           Errors
           without
           Twitting
           them
           for
           what
           's
           Amiss
           ,
           and
           by
           That
           Means
           Flashing
           the
           Light
           of
           their
           Own
           Consciences
           in
           their
           Own
           Faces
           !
           We
           are
           brought
           Naturally
           enough
           ,
           by
           the
           Iudgment
           we
           pass
           upon
           the
           Vices
           and
           Follies
           of
           our
           Neighbour
           ,
           to
           the
           Sight
           and
           Sense
           of
           our
           Own
           ;
           and
           Especially
           ,
           when
           we
           are
           led
           to
           the
           Knowledge
           of
           the
           Truth
           of
           Matters
           by
           
             Significant
             Types
          
           ,
           and
           
             Proper
             Resemblances
          
           ;
           for
           we
           are
           much
           more
           Affected
           with
           the
           Images
           of
           things
           ,
           then
           with
           the
           
             True
             Reason
          
           of
           them
           .
           Men
           that
           are
           Shot-free
           against
           All
           the
           Attacques
           of
           
             Honour
             ,
             Conscience
             ,
             Shame
             ,
             Good
             Faith
             ,
             Humanity
             ,
          
           or
           
             Common
             Justice
          
           ,
           have
           yet
           some
           
             Weak
             side
          
           or
           other
           ,
           like
           Achilles's
           Heel
           ,
           that
           was
           never
           dipt
           ;
           and
           This
           Contrivance
           of
           Application
           ,
           by
           Hints
           ,
           and
           Glances
           ,
           is
           the
           Only
           way
           under
           the
           Heavens
           to
           Hit
           it
           .
           
             [
             Who
             shall
             say
             to
             a
             King
             ,
             What
             Dost
             thou
             ?
             ]
          
           comes
           up
           to
           the
           very
           Stress
           of
           This
           Topique
           .
           There
           's
           no
           Meddli●…g
           with
           Princes
           ,
           either
           by
           Text
           ,
           or
           Argument
           .
           Morality
           is
           not
           the
           Province
           of
           a
           Cabinet-Councel
           :
           And
           
             Ghostly
             Fathers
          
           Signify
           no
           more
           then
           
             Spiritual
             Bug-bears
          
           ,
           in
           the
           Case
           of
           an
           Unaccountable
           Priviledge
           .
           
             Tell
             the
             House
             of
          
           Israel
           
             of
             their
             Sins
             ,
             and
             the
             House
             of
          
           Iacob
           
             of
             their
             Transgressions
          
           :
           was
           a
           Guide
           ,
           Undoubtedly
           ,
           like
           an
           
             Old
             Almanack
          
           ,
           for
           the
           Yea●…'twas
           Writ
           in
           ;
           but
           Change
           of
           Times
           and
           Humours
           ,
           calls
           for
           
             New
             Measures
          
           and
           Manners
           ;
           and
           what
           cannot
           be
           done
           by
           the
           Dint
           of
           Authority
           ,
           or
           Perswasion
           ,
           in
           the
           Chappel
           ,
           or
           in
           the
           Closet
           ,
           must
           be
           brought
           about
           by
           the
           Side-Wind
           of
           a
           Lecture
           from
           the
           Fields
           ,
           and
           the
           Forests
           .
           As
           the
           Fable
           of
           the
           
             Raging
             Lyon
          
           Preaches
           Caution
           ,
           and
           Moderation
           ,
           to
           the
           Extravagances
           of
           Cruel
           ,
           and
           
             Ambitious
             Rulers
          
           ,
           by
           shewing
           them
           that
           Tyranny
           is
           the
           Scourge
           of
           
             Humane
             Nature
          
           ,
           in
           Opposition
           to
           All
           the
           Blessings
           of
           a
           
             Well
             Order'd
             Government
          
           ;
           and
           that
           they
           do
           but
           
             Plague
             other
             People
          
           ,
           to
           their
           
             Own
             Infamy
             ▪
          
           and
           
             Ruine
             .
             The
             Old
             Lyon
             in
             Disgrace
             ,
          
           Reads
           a
           Lesson
           to
           us
           of
           the
           Improvidence
           ,
           and
           the
           
             Desperate
             Consequences
          
           of
           a
           Riotous
           ,
           and
           a
           
             Careless
             Youth
             .
             The
             Fox
             in
             the
             Well
             ,
          
           holds
           forth
           to
           us
           upon
           the
           Chapter
           of
           a
           
             Late
             Repentance
             .
             The
             Frogs
             Petitioning
             for
             a
             King
             ,
          
           bids
           People
           have
           a
           care
           of
           Struggling
           with
           Heaven
           for
           
             they
             know
             not
             what
          
           .
           It
           is
           Certainly
           True
           ,
           that
           the
           most
           Innocent
           Illustrations
           of
           This
           Quality
           may
           lie
           open
           to
           a
           Thousand
           Abuses
           and
           Mistakes
           ,
           by
           a
           Distorted
           Mis-application
           of
           them
           to
           Political
           ,
           
           or
           Personal
           Meanings
           ;
           but
           Those
           
             Cap●…icious
             Fault-Finders
          
           ,
           may
           as
           well
           pick
           a
           Quarrel
           with
           the
           Decalogue
           it self
           ,
           upon
           the
           same
           Pretence
           ;
           if
           they
           shall
           come
           once
           to
           Apply
           to
           This
           or
           That
           Particular
           Wicked
           Man
           ,
           the
           
             General
             Rules
          
           that
           are
           Deliver'd
           for
           the
           Government
           of
           Mankind
           ,
           under
           su●…b
           and
           such
           Prohibitions
           ;
           as
           if
           the
           Commandments
           that
           Require
           Obedience
           ,
           and
           Forbid
           
             Murder
             ,
             Uncleanness
             ,
             Theft
             ,
             Calumny
             ,
          
           and
           the
           like
           ,
           were
           to
           be
           Struck
           out
           of
           the
           Office
           ,
           and
           Indicted
           ,
           for
           a
           
             Libellous
             Innuendo
          
           upon
           All
           the
           Great
           Men
           that
           may
           come
           to
           be
           Concern'd
           in
           the
           Pains
           and
           Forfeitures
           therein
           Contain'd
           .
           In
           fine
           ,
           't
           is
           the
           Conscience
           of
           the
           Guilty
           ,
           in
           All
           These
           Cases
           ,
           that
           makes
           the
           Satyr
           .
           Here
           is
           enough
           said
           ,
           as
           to
           the
           Dignity
           ,
           and
           Usefulness
           of
           This
           way
           of
           Informing
           the
           Understanding
           what
           we
           Ought
           to
           do
           ,
           and
           of
           Disposing
           the
           Will
           to
           Act
           in
           a
           Conformity
           to
           That
           Perception
           of
           Things
           ;
           having
           so
           Clear
           an
           Evidence
           of
           
             Divine
             Authority
          
           ,
           as
           well
           as
           the
           Practice
           of
           the
           Best
           of
           Men
           ,
           and
           of
           Times
           ,
           together
           with
           the
           Current
           of
           
             Common
             Consent
          
           ,
           Agreeing
           all
           in
           favour
           of
           it
           .
           I
           shall
           now
           Wind
           up
           what
           I
           have
           to
           say
           ,
           as
           to
           the
           
             Fables
             Themselves
          
           ,
           the
           Choice
           ,
           the
           Intent
           ,
           and
           the
           Order
           of
           them
           ,
           in
           a
           very
           Few
           Words
           .
        
         
           When
           I
           first
           put
           Pen
           to
           Paper
           upon
           This
           Design
           ,
           I
           had
           in
           my
           Eye
           only
           the
           Common
           School-Book
           ,
           as
           it
           stands
           in
           the
           Cambridge
           and
           
             Oxford
             Editions
          
           of
           it
           ,
           under
           the
           Title
           of
           
             [
             Aesopi
             Phrygis
             Fabulae
             ;
             unà
             cum
             Nonnullis
             Variorum
             Autorum
             Fabulis
             Adjectis
             :
             ]
          
           Propounding
           to
           my self
           ,
           at
           that
           Time
           ,
           to
           follow
           the
           very
           Course
           and
           Series
           of
           that
           Collection
           ;
           and
           in
           One
           Word
           ,
           to
           Try
           what
           might
           be
           done
           ,
           by
           making
           the
           Best
           of
           the
           Whole
           ,
           and
           Adapting
           Proper
           and
           Useful
           Doctrines
           to
           the
           several
           parts
           of
           it
           ,
           toward
           the
           turning
           of
           a
           
             Excellent
             Latin
             Manual
          
           of
           Morals
           and
           Good
           Councels
           ,
           into
           a
           
             Tolerable
             English
             One.
          
           But
           upon
           Iumbling
           Matters
           and
           Thoughts
           together
           ,
           and
           laying
           One
           thing
           by
           Another
           ;
           the
           very
           State
           and
           Condition
           of
           the
           Case
           before
           me
           ,
           together
           with
           the
           Nature
           and
           the
           Reason
           of
           the
           Thing
           ,
           gave
           me
           to
           Understand
           ,
           that
           This
           way
           of
           Proceeding
           would
           never
           Answer
           my
           End.
           Insomuch
           ,
           that
           upon
           this
           Consideration
           ,
           I
           Consulted
           other
           Versions
           of
           the
           same
           Fables
           ,
           and
           made
           my
           Best
           of
           the
           Choice
           .
           Some
           that
           were
           Twice
           or
           
             Thrice
             over
          
           ,
           and
           only
           the
           self-same
           Thing
           in
           other
           Words
           ;
           These
           I
           struck
           out
           ,
           and
           made
           
             One
             Specimen
          
           serve
           for
           the
           rest
           .
           To
           say
           Nothing
           of
           here
           and
           there
           a
           Trivial
           ,
           or
           a
           Loose
           Conceit
           in
           the
           Medley
           ,
           more
           than
           This
           ;
           that
           such
           as
           they
           are
           ,
           I
           was
           under
           some
           sort
           of
           Obligation
           to
           take
           them
           in
           for
           Company
           ;
           and
           in
           short
           ,
           Good
           ,
           Bad
           and
           Indifferent
           ,
           One
           with
           Another
           ,
           to
           the
           Number
           in
           the
           Total
           ,
           of
           383.
           
           Fables
           .
           To
           these
           ,
           I
           have
           likewise
           subjoyn'd
           a
           Considerable
           Addition
           of
           other
           Select
           Apologues
           ,
           out
           of
           the
           most
           Celebrated
           Authors
           that
           are
           Extant
           upon
           that
           Subject
           ,
           toward
           the
           Finishing
           of
           the
           Work.
           As
           
             Phaedrus
             ,
             Camerarius
             ,
             Avienus
             ,
             Neveletus
             ,
             Apththonius
             ,
             Gabrias
             ,
          
           or
           
             Babrias
             ,
             Baudoin
             ,
             La
             Fontaine
             ,
             Aesope
             en
             Belle
             Humeur
             ,
             Audin
             ,
          
           &c.
           
        
         
         
           Another
           Man
           in
           my
           Place
           now
           ,
           would
           perhaps
           take
           it
           for
           a
           Notable
           Stroke
           of
           Art
           ,
           and
           Good
           Breeding
           ,
           to
           Complement
           the
           Reader
           with
           Twenty
           F●…oleries
           of
           Apology
           ,
           and
           Excuse
           ,
           for
           such
           an
           Undertaking
           :
           As
           if
           the
           Honestest
           ,
           and
           the
           most
           Necessary
           Part
           of
           a
           Man's
           Life
           ,
           and
           Bus'ness
           ,
           were
           a
           thing
           to
           be
           Asham'd
           of
           .
           Now
           All
           that
           I
           have
           to
           say
           upon
           this
           
             Common
             Place
          
           ,
           is
           in
           Three
           Words
           ,
           that
           I
           meant
           well
           in
           what
           I
           have
           done
           ;
           and
           let
           the
           Performance
           be
           what
           it
           will
           ,
           I
           Comfort
           my self
           yet
           in
           the
           Conscience
           of
           a
           Good
           Intention
           .
           I
           shall
           not
           Charge
           any
           of
           My
           Failings
           upon
           the
           Importunity
           of
           my
           Friends
           ,
           though
           I
           have
           not
           Wanted
           Earnest
           and
           Powerful
           Instances
           and
           Encouragements
           to
           proceed
           upon
           This
           Work
           ;
           over
           and
           above
           the
           Impulse
           of
           a
           Natural
           Curiosity
           and
           Inclination
           that
           led
           me
           to
           't
           .
           But
           these
           were
           Temptations
           that
           I
           could
           Easily
           have
           Resisted
           ,
           or
           put
           by
           ,
           in
           favour
           of
           a
           Carcass
           that
           's
           in
           a
           manner
           ,
           past
           Labour
           ;
           if
           it
           had
           not
           been
           for
           Another
           Motive
           ,
           that
           I
           shall
           now
           tell
           the
           Reader
           in
           Confidence
           ,
           and
           so
           Conclude
           .
        
         
           This
           Rhapsody
           of
           Fables
           is
           a
           Book
           Universally
           Read
           ,
           and
           Taught
           in
           All
           our
           Schools
           ;
           but
           almost
           at
           such
           a
           rate
           as
           we
           Teach
           Pyes
           and
           Parrots
           ,
           that
           Pronounce
           the
           Words
           without
           so
           much
           as
           Guessing
           at
           the
           Meaning
           of
           them
           :
           Or
           to
           take
           it
           Another
           way
           ,
           the
           Boys
           Break
           their
           Teeth
           upon
           the
           Shells
           ,
           without
           ever
           coming
           near
           the
           Kernel
           .
           They
           Learn
           the
           Fables
           by
           Lessons
           ,
           and
           the
           Moral
           is
           the
           least
           part
           of
           our
           Care
           in
           a
           Childs
           Institution
           :
           so
           that
           take
           Both
           together
           ,
           and
           the
           One
           is
           stark
           Nonsense
           ,
           without
           the
           Application
           of
           the
           Other
           ;
           beside
           that
           the
           Doctrine
           it self
           ,
           as
           we
           have
           it
           ,
           even
           at
           the
           Best
           ,
           falls
           Infinitely
           short
           of
           the
           Vigour
           and
           Spirit
           of
           the
           Fable
           .
           To
           supply
           This
           Defect
           now
           ,
           we
           have
           had
           several
           English
           Paraphrases
           and
           Essays
           upon
           Aesop
           ,
           and
           Divers
           of
           his
           Followers
           ,
           both
           in
           Prose
           and
           Verse
           :
           the
           Latter
           have
           perchance
           Ventur'd
           a
           litte
           too
           far
           from
           the
           Precise
           Scope
           of
           the
           Author
           ,
           upon
           the
           Privilèdge
           of
           a
           Poetical
           License
           :
           And
           for
           the
           Other
           of
           Ancient
           Date
           ,
           the
           Morals
           are
           so
           Insipid
           and
           Flat
           ,
           and
           the
           Style
           and
           Diction
           of
           the
           Fables
           ,
           so
           Course
           and
           Uncouth
           ,
           that
           they
           are
           rather
           Dangerous
           ,
           than
           Profitable
           ,
           as
           to
           the
           purpose
           they
           were
           Principally
           Intended
           for
           ;
           and
           likely
           to
           do
           Forty
           times
           more
           Mischief
           by
           the
           One
           then
           Good
           by
           the
           Other
           .
           An
           Emblem
           without
           a
           Key
           to
           't
           ,
           is
           no
           more
           then
           a
           
             Tale
             of
             a
             Tub
          
           ;
           and
           that
           Tale
           sillily
           told
           too
           ,
           is
           but
           One
           Folly
           Grafted
           upon
           Another
           .
           Children
           are
           to
           be
           Taught
           ,
           in
           the
           first
           Place
           ,
           what
           they
           Ought
           to
           do
           .
           2dly
           ,
           The
           Manner
           of
           Doing
           it
           :
           And
           in
           the
           third
           Place
           ,
           they
           are
           to
           be
           Inur'd
           ,
           by
           the
           Force
           of
           Instruction
           and
           
             Good
             Example
          
           ,
           to
           the
           Love
           and
           Practice
           of
           Doing
           their
           Duty
           ;
           whereas
           on
           the
           Contrary
           ,
           One
           Step
           out
           of
           the
           way
           in
           the
           Institution
           ,
           is
           enough
           to
           Poyson
           the
           Peace
           ,
           and
           the
           Reputation
           of
           a
           whole
           Life
           .
           Whether
           I
           have
           ,
           in
           this
           Attempt
           ,
           Contributed
           or
           not
           ,
           to
           the
           Emprovement
           of
           these
           Fables
           ,
           either
           in
           the
           Wording
           ,
           or
           in
           the
           Meaning
           of
           
           them
           ,
           the
           Book
           must
           Stand
           or
           Fall
           to
           it self
           :
           But
           this
           I
           shall
           Adventure
           to
           Pronounce
           upon
           the
           whole
           Matter
           ,
           that
           the
           Text
           is
           English
           ,
           and
           the
           Morals
           ,
           in
           some
           sort
           ,
           Accommodate
           to
           the
           Allegory
           ;
           which
           could
           hardly
           be
           said
           of
           All
           the
           Translations
           ,
           or
           Reflexions
           before-mention'd
           ,
           which
           have
           serv'd
           ,
           in
           truth
           ,
           (
           or
           at
           least
           some
           of
           them
           )
           rather
           to
           teach
           us
           what
           we
           should
           Not
           do
           ,
           then
           what
           we
           should
           .
           So
           that
           in
           the
           Publishing
           of
           these
           Papers
           ,
           I
           have
           done
           my
           Best
           to
           Obviate
           a
           
             Common
             Inconvenience
          
           ,
           or
           ,
           to
           speak
           Plainly
           ,
           the
           
             Mortal
             Error
          
           of
           pretending
           to
           Erect
           a
           Building
           upon
           a
           False
           Foundation
           :
           Leaving
           the
           whole
           World
           to
           take
           the
           same
           Freedom
           with
           Me
           ,
           that
           I
           have
           done
           with
           Others
           :
           Provided
           that
           they
           do
           not
           Impute
           the
           Faults
           ,
           and
           the
           Mis-Pointings
           of
           the
           Press
           ,
           to
           the
           Author
           ,
           and
           that
           they
           Consult
           the
           Errata
           for
           other
           Mistakes
           .
        
      
       
         
         
           AN
           Alphabetical
           Table
           ,
           Referring
           to
           the
           NUMBER
           of
           the
           Respective
           FABLES
           .
        
         
           
             
               A
            
             
               
                  
              
               
                 FAB
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 ANT
                 and
                 Fly.
                 
              
               
                 34
              
            
             
               
                 Ant
                 and
                 Pigeon
                 .
              
               
                 203
              
            
             
               
                 Ant
                 and
                 Grasshopper
                 .
              
               
                 217
              
            
             
               
                 Ant
                 formerly
                 a
                 Man.
                 
              
               
                 188
              
            
             
               
                 Ape
                 wanting
                 a
                 Tayl
                 ,
                 and
                 Fox
                 .
              
               
                 51
              
            
             
               
                 Ape
                 and
                 Fox
                 King.
                 
              
               
                 116
              
            
             
               
                 Ape
                 and
                 two
                 Brats
                 .
              
               
                 248
              
            
             
               
                 Apes
                 Dancing
                 .
              
               
                 375
              
            
             
               
                 Ape
                 and
                 Dolphin
                 .
              
               
                 169
              
            
             
               
                 Ape
                 and
                 Mountebank
                 .
              
               
                 397
              
            
             
               
                 Ape
                 Iudge
                 ,
                 Fox
                 and
                 Wolfe
                 .
              
               
                 415
              
            
             
               
                 Ape
                 and
                 Lyon
                 in
                 's
                 Kingdom
                 .
              
               
                 416
              
            
             
               
                 Apes
                 Kingdom
                 .
              
               
                 413
              
            
             
               
                 Apples
                 and
                 Horse-Turds
                 .
              
               
                 134
              
            
             
               
                 Arion
                 and
                 a
                 Dolphin
                 .
              
               
                 382
              
            
             
               
                 Aristotles
                 Tyrant
                 .
              
               
                 189
              
            
             
               
                 Ass
                 and
                 Lyon
                 Hunting
                 .
              
               
                 7
              
            
             
               
                 Ass
                 Braying
                 and
                 Lyon.
                 
              
               
                 10
              
            
             
               
                 Ass
                 and
                 Whelp
                 .
              
               
                 15
              
            
             
               
                 Ass
                 and
                 Mastiffe
                 .
              
               
                 191
              
            
             
               
                 Ass
                 and
                 Ungrateful
                 Maste●…
                 .
              
               
                 24
              
            
             
               
                 Ass
                 ,
                 Ape
                 and
                 Mole
                 .
              
               
                 26
              
            
             
               
                 Ass
                 and
                 Wolfe
                 .
              
               
                 36
              
            
             
               
                 Ass
                 and
                 Pamper'd
                 Horse
                 .
              
               
                 38
              
            
             
               
                 Ass
                 Laden
                 and
                 Horse
                 .
              
               
                 63
              
            
             
               
                 Ass
                 ,
                 Lyon
                 and
                 Fox
                 Hunting
                 .
              
               
                 206
              
            
             
               
                 Ass
                 to
                 Iupiter
                 .
              
               
                 208
              
            
             
               
                 Ass
                 in
                 a
                 Lyons
                 Skin
                 .
              
               
                 224
              
            
             
               
                 Ass
                 and
                 Two
                 Travellers
                 .
              
               
                 376
              
            
             
               
                 Ass
                 and
                 Country-man
                 (
                 Alarum
                 .
                 )
              
               
                 262
              
            
             
               
                 Ass
                 puts
                 in
                 for
                 an
                 Office.
                 
              
               
                 306
              
            
             
               
                 Ass
                 ,
                 Sick
                 and
                 Wolfe
                 .
              
               
                 314
              
            
             
               
                 Asses
                 Wish
                 .
              
               
                 317
              
            
             
               
                 Ass
                 Green
                 and
                 a
                 Widow
                 .
              
               
                 332
              
            
             
               
                 Ass
                 ,
                 Lyon
                 and
                 Hare
                 .
              
               
                 346
              
            
             
               
                 Ass
                 Lyon
                 and
                 Cock.
                 
              
               
                 150
              
            
             
               
                 Ass
                 Wild
                 and
                 Tame
                 .
              
               
                 190
              
            
             
               
                 Ass●…s
                 to
                 Iupiter
                 .
              
               
                 191
              
            
             
               
                 Ass
                 and
                 Frogs
                 .
              
               
                 192
              
            
             
               
                 Ass
                 Gall'd
                 and
                 Raven
                 .
              
               
                 193
              
            
             
               
                 Ass
                 ,
                 Lyon
                 and
                 Fox
                 ,
                 [
                 Treachery
                 .
                 ]
              
               
                 194
              
            
             
               
                 Ass
                 and
                 Old
                 Man.
                 
              
               
                 358
              
            
             
               
                 Ass
                 to
                 be
                 Taught
                 Grammar
                 .
              
               
                 263
              
            
             
               
                 Asses
                 and
                 Country-man
                 .
              
               
                 372
              
            
             
               
                 Ass
                 ,
                 Lyon
                 and
                 Wolves
                 .
              
               
                 396
              
            
             
               
                 Two
                 Asses
                 Laden
                 with
                 Salt
                 and
                 Sponge
                 .
              
               
                 408
              
            
             
               
                 Ass
                 Iudge
                 of
                 Musick
                 .
              
               
                 414
              
            
             
               
                 Asses
                 Two.
                 Laden
                 .
                 [
                 Oats
                 and
                 Money
                 .
                 ]
              
               
                 417
              
            
             
               
                 Ass
                 Challeng'd
                 by
                 a
                 Boar.
                 
              
               
                 418
              
            
             
               
                 Ass
                 and
                 Shadow
                 .
              
               
                 421
              
            
             
               
                 Asses
                 Skin
                 .
              
               
                 437
              
            
             
               
                 Ass
                 carrying
                 an
                 Image
                 .
              
               
                 487
              
            
             
               
                 Astrologer
                 and
                 Traveller
                 .
              
               
                 94
              
            
          
           
             
             
               B.
               
            
             
               
                  
              
               
                 FAB
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 Bat
                 and
                 Weazle
                 .
              
               
                 39
              
            
             
               
                 Bat
                 ,
                 Birds
                 and
                 Beasts
                 .
              
               
                 40
              
            
             
               
                 Bat
                 ,
                 Bramble
                 and
                 Cormorant
                 .
              
               
                 144
              
            
             
               
                 Belly
                 ,
                 and
                 Members
                 .
              
               
                 50
              
            
             
               
                 Bear
                 and
                 Two
                 Friends
                 .
              
               
                 227
              
            
             
               
                 Beasts
                 and
                 Fishes
                 League
                 .
              
               
                 274
              
            
             
               
                 Bear
                 and
                 Bees
                 .
              
               
                 290
              
            
             
               
                 Three
                 Things
                 better
                 for
                 Beating
                 .
              
               
                 316
              
            
             
               
                 Bever
                 Hunted
                 .
              
               
                 89
              
            
             
               
                 Bee-Master
                 .
              
               
                 166
              
            
             
               
                 Bee
                 went
                 over
                 to
                 the
                 Drones
                 .
              
               
                 461
              
            
             
               
                 Bees
                 and
                 Drones
                 .
              
               
                 474
              
            
             
               
                 Birds
                 and
                 Beetles
                 .
              
               
                 289
              
            
             
               
                 Bitches
                 Bed-maker
                 .
              
               
                 463
              
            
             
               
                 Bitch
                 ready
                 to
                 Puppy
                 .
              
               
                 323
              
            
             
               
                 Bishop
                 and
                 Curate
                 .
              
               
                 356
              
            
             
               
                 Blackbird
                 afraid
                 of
                 a
                 Kite
                 .
              
               
                 409
              
            
             
               
                 Bladder
                 with
                 Beans
                 .
              
               
                 423
              
            
             
               
                 Blinkard
                 Buying
                 of
                 Wheat
                 .
              
               
                 371
              
            
             
               
                 Washing
                 a
                 Black-a-more
                 .
              
               
                 159
              
            
             
               
                 Boar
                 and
                 Horse
                 .
              
               
                 56
              
            
             
               
                 Boy
                 and
                 False
                 Alarums
                 .
              
               
                 74
              
            
             
               
                 Boy
                 and
                 Fortune
                 .
              
               
                 233
              
            
             
               
                 Boy
                 and
                 Thief
                 .
              
               
                 241
              
            
             
               
                 Boy
                 and
                 Goldfinch
                 .
              
               
                 295
              
            
             
               
                 Boy
                 and
                 his
                 Mother
                 .
              
               
                 98
              
            
             
               
                 Boy
                 and
                 Snake
                 .
              
               
                 131
              
            
             
               
                 Boy
                 and
                 Cockles
                 .
              
               
                 163
              
            
             
               
                 Boys
                 and
                 Frogs
                 .
              
               
                 398
              
            
             
               
                 Boy
                 would
                 not
                 learn
                 his
                 Book
                 .
              
               
                 454
              
            
             
               
                 Boar
                 and
                 Fox
                 .
              
               
                 319
              
            
             
               
                 Brother
                 and
                 Sister
                 .
              
               
                 473
              
            
             
               
                 Bustard
                 and
                 Cranes
                 .
              
               
                 212
              
            
             
               
                 Bull
                 and
                 Goat
                 .
              
               
                 218
              
            
             
               
                 Bull
                 and
                 Mouse
                 .
              
               
                 245
              
            
             
               
                 Bull
                 and
                 Ram.
                 
              
               
                 331
              
            
             
               
                 Bull
                 and
                 Gnat.
                 
              
               
                 450
              
            
          
           
             
               C.
               
            
             
               
                  
              
               
                 FAB
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 Cat
                 and
                 Cock.
                 
              
               
                 2
              
            
             
               
                 Cat
                 and
                 Venus
                 .
              
               
                 61
              
            
             
               
                 Cat
                 and
                 Mice
                 [
                 Dissembling
                 .
                 ]
              
               
                 318
              
            
             
               
                 Cat
                 Counterfeiting
                 and
                 Mice
                 .
              
               
                 115
              
            
             
               
                 Case
                 of
                 Conscience
                 at
                 Play.
                 
              
               
                 498
              
            
             
               
                 Camel
                 at
                 first
                 Sight
                 .
              
               
                 70
              
            
             
               
                 Camel
                 praying
                 for
                 Horns
                 .
              
               
                 78
              
            
             
               
                 Capons
                 Fat
                 and
                 Lean.
                 
              
               
                 264
              
            
             
               
                 Cardinal
                 and
                 an
                 Old
                 Friend
                 .
              
               
                 276
              
            
             
               
                 Christian
                 and
                 Pagan
                 .
              
               
                 362
              
            
             
               
                 Cock
                 and
                 Diamond
                 .
              
               
                 1
              
            
             
               
                 Cock
                 and
                 a
                 Fox
                 Case
                 .
              
               
                 400
              
            
             
               
                 Cock
                 and
                 Horses
                 .
              
               
                 439
              
            
             
               
                 Cocks
                 and
                 Patridge
                 .
              
               
                 84
              
            
             
               
                 Cock
                 and
                 Two
                 Young
                 Men.
                 
              
               
                 58
              
            
             
               
                 Collier
                 and
                 Fuller
                 .
              
               
                 64
              
            
             
               
                 Country-man
                 and
                 S●…e
                 Fr●…en
                 .
              
               
                 9
              
            
             
               
                 Country-man
                 ,
                 Snake
                 and
                 Child
                 .
              
               
                 30
              
            
             
               
                 Country-man
                 and
                 Fortune
                 .
              
               
                 231
              
            
             
               
                 Country-man
                 and
                 an
                 Oxe
                 .
              
               
                 242
              
            
             
               
                 Country-man
                 and
                 a
                 Boar.
                 
              
               
                 244
              
            
             
               
                 Country-man
                 and
                 Hercules
                 .
              
               
                 246
              
            
             
               
                 Country-man
                 and
                 Hawk
                 .
              
               
                 257
              
            
             
               
                 Country-man
                 and
                 River
                 .
              
               
                 259
              
            
             
               
                 Country-man
                 and
                 Mouse
                 .
              
               
                 280
              
            
             
               
                 Country-man
                 and
                 Kid.
                 
              
               
                 340
              
            
             
               
                 Country-fellow
                 Climbing
                 a
                 Tree
                 .
              
               
                 369
              
            
             
               
                 Country-man
                 and
                 Hog
                 .
              
               
                 360
              
            
             
               
                 Country-man
                 and
                 Iupiter
                 .
              
               
                 460
              
            
             
               
                 Country-man
                 and
                 Panther
                 .
              
               
                 490
              
            
             
               
                 Covetous
                 Man
                 and
                 an
                 Envious
                 .
              
               
                 238
              
            
             
               
                 Covetous
                 Embassador
                 .
              
               
                 275
              
            
             
               
                 Counsel
                 of
                 Birds
                 for
                 Chusing
                 Kings
                 .
              
               
                 309
              
            
             
               
                 Cockle
                 and
                 Iupiter
                 .
              
               
                 322
              
            
             
               
                 Corrupt
                 Officer
                 .
              
               
                 344
              
            
             
               
                 Cocks
                 Fighting
                 .
              
               
                 123
              
            
             
               
                 Cock
                 and
                 Fox
                 [
                 Peace
                 .
                 ]
              
               
                 353
              
            
             
               
                 Counsel
                 of
                 Beasts
                 .
              
               
                 399
              
            
             
               
                 Cobler
                 turn'd
                 Doctor
                 .
              
               
                 401
              
            
             
               
                 Cobler
                 and
                 Financier
                 .
              
               
                 40●…
              
            
             
               
                 Country-fellow
                 and
                 a
                 River
                 Running
                 .
              
               
                 422
              
            
             
               
                 Consultation
                 about
                 securing
                 a
                 Town
                 .
              
               
                 448
              
            
             
               
                 Crow
                 and
                 Mustle
                 .
              
               
                 12
              
            
             
               
                 Crow
                 and
                 Pitcher
                 .
              
               
                 239
              
            
             
               
                 Crow
                 and
                 Raven
                 [
                 foreboding
                 .
                 ]
              
               
                 178
              
            
             
               
                 Crow
                 and
                 Dog.
                 
              
               
                 179
              
            
             
               
                 Crow
                 and
                 Raven
                 .
              
               
                 462
              
            
             
               
                 Crab
                 Old
                 and
                 Young.
                 
              
               
                 221
              
            
             
               
                 Crows
                 and
                 Pigeons
                 .
              
               
                 386
              
            
             
               
                 Cuckow
                 and
                 Hawk
                 .
              
               
                 261
              
            
             
               
                 Cunning
                 Woman
                 .
              
               
                 93
              
            
             
               
                 Cuckow
                 and
                 Little
                 Birds
                 .
              
               
                 419
              
            
          
           
             
             
               D.
               
            
             
               
                  
              
               
                 FAB
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 Daw
                 and
                 Borrow'd
                 Feathers
                 .
              
               
                 33
              
            
             
               
                 Daw
                 and
                 Pigeons
                 .
              
               
                 181
              
            
             
               
                 Daw
                 with
                 a
                 String
                 at
                 's
                 Foot.
                 
              
               
                 182
              
            
             
               
                 Demades
                 the
                 Orator
                 .
              
               
                 253
              
            
             
               
                 One
                 willing
                 to
                 put
                 off
                 Death
                 .
              
               
                 350
              
            
             
               
                 Death
                 and
                 an
                 Old
                 Man.
                 
              
               
                 113
              
            
             
               
                 Devil
                 Refus'd
                 to
                 Marry
                 .
              
               
                 459
              
            
             
               
                 Demetrius
                 and
                 Menander
                 .
              
               
                 447
              
            
             
               
                 Dog
                 and
                 Shadow
                 .
              
               
                 6
              
            
             
               
                 Dog
                 and
                 Thief
                 .
              
               
                 21
              
            
             
               
                 Dog
                 Old
                 and
                 his
                 Master
                 .
              
               
                 25
              
            
             
               
                 Dog
                 ,
                 Sheep
                 and
                 Wolfe
                 .
              
               
                 29
              
            
             
               
                 Dog
                 and
                 Butcher
                 .
              
               
                 59
              
            
             
               
                 Dog
                 in
                 a
                 Manger
                 .
              
               
                 76
              
            
             
               
                 Dog
                 with
                 a
                 Bell.
                 
              
               
                 226
              
            
             
               
                 Dog
                 and
                 Lyon.
                 
              
               
                 250
              
            
             
               
                 Dog
                 run
                 away
                 from
                 his
                 Master
                 .
              
               
                 288
              
            
             
               
                 Dog
                 Invited
                 to
                 Supper
                 .
              
               
                 106
              
            
             
               
                 Dog
                 and
                 a
                 Wolfe
                 .
              
               
                 119
              
            
             
               
                 Dog
                 and
                 Cock
                 on
                 a
                 Iourney
                 .
              
               
                 143
              
            
             
               
                 Dog
                 Trusty
                 and
                 his
                 Master
                 .
              
               
                 464
              
            
             
               
                 Dog
                 and
                 his
                 Master
                 .
              
               
                 484
              
            
             
               
                 One
                 Bit
                 by
                 a
                 Dog.
                 
              
               
                 88
              
            
             
               
                 Dog
                 and
                 Cat.
                 
              
               
                 488
              
            
             
               
                 Dogs
                 and
                 a
                 Raw
                 Hide
                 .
              
               
                 420
              
            
             
               
                 Dogs
                 Town
                 and
                 Country
                 .
              
               
                 284
              
            
             
               
                 Dr.
                 and
                 Patient
                 [
                 All
                 's
                 well
                 .
                 ]
              
               
                 95
              
            
             
               
                 Dr.
                 and
                 Patient
                 [
                 sore
                 Eyes
                 .
                 ]
              
               
                 114
              
            
             
               
                 Drs.
                 and
                 a
                 Sheep
                 .
              
               
                 485
              
            
             
               
                 Dr.
                 Vint'ner
                 and
                 Botcher
                 .
              
               
                 494
              
            
             
               
                 Droll
                 and
                 a
                 Bishop
                 .
              
               
                 296
              
            
             
               
                 Droll
                 and
                 a
                 Crooked
                 Old
                 Man.
                 
              
               
                 277
              
            
          
           
             
               E.
               
            
             
               
                  
              
               
                 FAB
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 Eagle
                 and
                 Arrow
                 .
              
               
                 48
              
            
             
               
                 Eagle
                 and
                 Fox
                 .
              
               
                 72
              
            
             
               
                 Eagle
                 and
                 Daw.
                 
              
               
                 75
              
            
             
               
                 Eagle
                 and
                 Owl
                 .
              
               
                 214
              
            
             
               
                 Eagle
                 and
                 Tortoise
                 .
              
               
                 220
              
            
             
               
                 Eagle
                 and
                 Beetle
                 .
              
               
                 378
              
            
             
               
                 Eagle
                 and
                 Pye.
                 
              
               
                 279
              
            
             
               
                 Eagle
                 and
                 Rabbets
                 .
              
               
                 333
              
            
             
               
                 Eagle
                 and
                 Man.
                 
              
               
                 107
              
            
             
               
                 Eagle
                 ,
                 Cat
                 and
                 Snow
                 .
              
               
                 403
              
            
             
               
                 Eagle
                 sets
                 up
                 for
                 a
                 Beauty
                 .
              
               
                 445
              
            
             
               
                 Eagle
                 and
                 Leveret
                 .
              
               
                 483
              
            
             
               
                 Eele
                 and
                 Snake
                 .
              
               
                 271
              
            
             
               
                 Enemies
                 Two
                 at
                 Sea.
                 
              
               
                 91
              
            
             
               
                 Estritch
                 ,
                 Birds
                 and
                 Beasts
                 .
              
               
                 41
              
            
          
           
             
               F.
               
            
             
               
                  
              
               
                 FAB
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 Father
                 and
                 his
                 Sons
                 [
                 Unity
                 .
                 ]
              
               
                 62
              
            
             
               
                 Father
                 and
                 Sons
                 [
                 Industry
                 .
                 ]
              
               
                 108
              
            
             
               
                 Farmer
                 and
                 his
                 Dogs
                 .
              
               
                 69
              
            
             
               
                 Fawn
                 and
                 Stag.
                 
              
               
                 124
              
            
             
               
                 Farmer
                 and
                 his
                 Servant
                 .
              
               
                 170
              
            
             
               
                 Fisherman
                 with
                 Little
                 Fish.
                 
              
               
                 216
              
            
             
               
                 Fishermans
                 Good
                 Luck
                 .
              
               
                 110
              
            
             
               
                 Fishermen
                 Disappointed
                 .
              
               
                 112
              
            
             
               
                 One
                 at
                 a
                 Fish-Dinner
                 .
              
               
                 407
              
            
             
               
                 Fisherman
                 and
                 Pipe.
                 
              
               
                 109
              
            
             
               
                 Fishing
                 in
                 Troubled
                 Waters
                 .
              
               
                 168
              
            
             
               
                 Fir
                 and
                 Bramble
                 .
              
               
                 237
              
            
             
               
                 Fishes
                 and
                 Frying-Pan
                 .
              
               
                 273
              
            
             
               
                 Fig-Tree
                 and
                 Thorn.
                 
              
               
                 466
              
            
             
               
                 Fly
                 upon
                 a
                 Wheel
                 .
              
               
                 270
              
            
             
               
                 Flea
                 and
                 Man.
                 
              
               
                 139
              
            
             
               
                 Flea
                 and
                 Hercules
                 .
              
               
                 140
              
            
             
               
                 Florentine
                 and
                 Horse-Courser
                 .
              
               
                 361
              
            
             
               
                 Flattery
                 ,
                 No
                 Law
                 against
                 it
                 .
              
               
                 480
              
            
             
               
                 Fox
                 and
                 Lyon.
                 
              
               
                 13
              
            
             
               
                 Fox
                 and
                 Stork
                 .
              
               
                 31
              
            
             
               
                 Fox
                 and
                 Carv'd
                 Head.
                 
              
               
                 32
              
            
             
               
                 Fox
                 and
                 Sick
                 Lyon.
                 
              
               
                 54
              
            
             
               
                 Fox
                 and
                 Weazle
                 .
              
               
                 55
              
            
             
               
                 Fox
                 and
                 Lyon
                 [
                 first
                 fight
                 .
                 ]
              
               
                 71
              
            
             
               
                 Fox
                 and
                 Hare
                 to
                 Iupiter
                 .
              
               
                 79
              
            
             
               
                 Fox
                 and
                 Leopard
                 .
              
               
                 252
              
            
             
               
                 Fox
                 and
                 Worm
                 .
              
               
                 225
              
            
             
               
                 Fox
                 and
                 Cat.
                 
              
               
                 374
              
            
             
               
                 Fox
                 and
                 Hedge-Hog
                 .
              
               
                 254
              
            
             
               
                 Fox
                 and
                 Gossips
                 .
              
               
                 263
              
            
             
               
                 Fox
                 and
                 Sick
                 Cock.
                 
              
               
                 315
              
            
             
               
                 Fox
                 and
                 Hare
                 .
              
               
                 325
              
            
             
               
                 Fox
                 Praising
                 Hares
                 Flesh.
                 
              
               
                 338
              
            
             
               
                 Fox
                 and
                 Goat
                 .
              
               
                 83
              
            
             
               
                 Fox
                 that
                 lost
                 his
                 Tayl.
                 
              
               
                 101
              
            
             
               
                 Fox
                 and
                 Bramble
                 .
              
               
                 102
              
            
             
               
                 Fox
                 and
                 Crocodile
                 .
              
               
                 103
              
            
             
               
                 Fox
                 and
                 Huntsman
                 .
              
               
                 104
              
            
             
               
                 Fox
                 and
                 Grapes
                 .
              
               
                 129
              
            
             
               
                 Fox
                 and
                 Crab.
                 
              
               
                 17●…
              
            
             
               
                 Fox
                 Condemn'd
                 .
              
               
                 406
              
            
             
               
                 Fox
                 and
                 Wolfe
                 .
              
               
                 4●…
              
            
             
               
                 Fox
                 and
                 Cock
                 [
                 sore
                 Eye
                 ]
              
               
                 4●…
              
            
             
               
                 Fox
                 and
                 Dragon
                 .
              
               
                 47●…
              
            
             
               
                 
                 Fowler
                 and
                 Pigeon
                 .
              
               
                 66
              
            
             
               
                 Fowler
                 and
                 Chaffinch
                 .
              
               
                 291
              
            
             
               
                 Fowler
                 and
                 Blackbird
                 ▪
              
               
                 96
              
            
             
               
                 Fowler
                 and
                 Partridge
                 .
              
               
                 132
              
            
             
               
                 Fool
                 and
                 a
                 Hot
                 Iron
                 .
              
               
                 438
              
            
             
               
                 Fool
                 and
                 a
                 Sieve
                 .
              
               
                 465
              
            
             
               
                 Fortune-Teller
                 .
              
               
                 92
              
            
             
               
                 Fortune
                 and
                 Two
                 Friends
                 .
              
               
                 453
              
            
             
               
                 Frog
                 and
                 Mouse
                 .
              
               
                 4
              
            
             
               
                 Frogs
                 Chuse
                 a
                 King.
                 
              
               
                 19
              
            
             
               
                 Frog
                 and
                 Oxe
                 .
              
               
                 35
              
            
             
               
                 Frogs
                 and
                 Tortoises
                 .
              
               
                 286
              
            
             
               
                 Frogs
                 wanting
                 Water
                 .
              
               
                 142
              
            
             
               
                 Frogs
                 Two
                 Neighbors
                 .
              
               
                 165
              
            
             
               
                 Frogs
                 and
                 Bulls
                 .
              
               
                 404
              
            
             
               
                 Frogs
                 and
                 Sun.
                 
              
               
                 405
              
            
             
               
                 Fryer
                 ,
                 Laique
                 and
                 Wolfe
                 .
              
               
                 366
              
            
             
               
                 Friends
                 Few
                 .
              
               
                 486
              
            
             
               
                 One
                 had
                 a
                 mind
                 to
                 Try
                 his
                 Friends
              
               
                 337
              
            
          
           
             
               G
            
             
               
                  
              
               
                 FAB
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 Gard'ner
                 and
                 his
                 Dog.
                 
              
               
                 151
              
            
             
               
                 Gard'ner
                 and
                 his
                 Landlord
                 .
              
               
                 387
              
            
             
               
                 Gard'ner
                 and
                 Mole
                 .
              
               
                 440
              
            
             
               
                 Gnat
                 and
                 Bee.
                 
              
               
                 345
              
            
             
               
                 A
                 Man
                 Refuses
                 a
                 Glyster
                 .
              
               
                 313
              
            
             
               
                 Gnat
                 and
                 Lyon.
                 
              
               
                 201
              
            
             
               
                 One
                 Dreamt
                 he
                 found
                 Gold.
                 
              
               
                 359
              
            
             
               
                 Goat
                 and
                 Vine
                 .
              
               
                 149
              
            
             
               
                 Gourd
                 and
                 Pine.
                 
              
               
                 380
              
            
             
               
                 Goose
                 and
                 Gosslin
                 .
              
               
                 222
              
            
          
           
             
               H
            
             
               
                  
              
               
                 FAB
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 Hares
                 and
                 Frogs
                 .
              
               
                 27
              
            
             
               
                 Hare
                 and
                 Sparrow
                 .
              
               
                 431
              
            
             
               
                 Hare
                 and
                 Tortoise
                 .
              
               
                 1●…3
              
            
             
               
                 Hares
                 ,
                 Foxes
                 and
                 Eagles
                 .
              
               
                 187
              
            
             
               
                 Two
                 Men
                 and
                 a
                 Halter
                 .
              
               
                 477
              
            
             
               
                 Hen
                 and
                 Golden
                 Eggs.
                 
              
               
                 247
              
            
             
               
                 Hermit
                 and
                 Soldier
                 .
              
               
                 301
              
            
             
               
                 Hedge-Hog
                 and
                 Snake
                 .
              
               
                 324
              
            
             
               
                 Hen
                 and
                 Swallow
                 .
              
               
                 195
              
            
             
               
                 Hedge
                 destroy'd
                 .
              
               
                 449
              
            
             
               
                 Sick
                 Hermit
                 .
              
               
                 281
              
            
             
               
                 Hercules
                 and
                 Pluto
                 .
              
               
                 455
              
            
             
               
                 Horse
                 and
                 Lyon.
                 
              
               
                 37
              
            
             
               
                 Horse
                 and
                 Hog
                 .
              
               
                 299
              
            
             
               
                 Horse
                 Skittish
                 .
              
               
                 479
              
            
             
               
                 Horse-man's
                 Wig
                 Blown
                 off
                 .
              
               
                 228
              
            
             
               
                 Hound
                 and
                 Mastiff
                 .
              
               
                 172
              
            
             
               
                 Husband-man
                 and
                 Stork
                 .
              
               
                 73
              
            
             
               
                 Husband-man
                 and
                 Ceres
                 .
              
               
                 256
              
            
             
               
                 Husband-man
                 turn'd
                 Soldier
                 and
                 Merchant
                 .
              
               
                 305
              
            
             
               
                 Husband
                 ,
                 Wife
                 ,
                 and
                 Ghostly
                 Father
                 .
              
               
                 357
              
            
             
               
                 Husband
                 and
                 Wife
                 twice
                 Marry'd
                 .
              
               
                 302
              
            
             
               
                 Hunts-man
                 and
                 Currier
                 .
              
               
                 300
              
            
             
               
                 Husband
                 Iealous
                 .
              
               
                 312
              
            
             
               
                 Hypocrite
                 .
              
               
                 497
              
            
          
           
             
               I
            
             
               
                  
              
               
                 FAB
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 Image
                 Expos'd
                 to
                 Sale.
                 
              
               
                 446
              
            
             
               
                 Impertinent
                 and
                 a
                 Philosopher
                 .
              
               
                 327
              
            
             
               
                 Impertinent
                 Doctor
                 and
                 Patient
                 .
              
               
                 205
              
            
             
               
                 Impostor
                 to
                 the
                 Oracle
                 .
              
               
                 86
              
            
             
               
                 Industry
                 and
                 Sloth
                 .
              
               
                 352
              
            
             
               
                 Joy
                 and
                 Sorrow
                 near
                 a-kin
                 .
              
               
                 433
              
            
             
               
                 Jupiter
                 and
                 an
                 Ape
                 .
              
               
                 213
              
            
             
               
                 Jupiter
                 and
                 a
                 Bee.
                 
              
               
                 125
              
            
             
               
                 Jupiter
                 and
                 a
                 Serpent
                 .
              
               
                 138
              
            
             
               
                 Jupiter
                 and
                 Frauds
                 .
              
               
                 183
              
            
             
               
                 Jupiter
                 and
                 Modesty
                 .
              
               
                 184
              
            
             
               
                 Jupiter's
                 Wedding
                 .
              
               
                 185
              
            
             
               
                 Jupiter
                 and
                 a
                 Herds-man
                 .
              
               
                 200
              
            
             
               
                 Jupiter's
                 Altar
                 Robb'd
                 .
              
               
                 385
              
            
             
               
                 Jupiter
                 and
                 a
                 Farmer
                 .
              
               
                 435
              
            
             
               
                 Jupiter's
                 Two
                 Wallets
                 .
              
               
                 388
              
            
          
           
             
               K
            
             
               
                  
              
               
                 FAB
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 Kite
                 Sick
                 and
                 her
                 Mother
                 .
              
               
                 17
              
            
             
               
                 Kite
                 ,
                 Hawk
                 and
                 Pigeons
                 .
              
               
                 20
              
            
             
               
                 King
                 and
                 a
                 Rich
                 Subject
                 .
              
               
                 389
              
            
             
               
                 Kingsfisher
                 .
              
               
                 167
              
            
          
           
             
               L
            
             
               
                  
              
               
                 FAB
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 Lark
                 and
                 her
                 Young.
                 
              
               
                 52
              
            
             
               
                 Lark
                 in
                 a
                 Net.
                 
              
               
                 145
              
            
             
               
                 Lapwing
                 Preferr'd
                 .
              
               
                 297
              
            
             
               
                 Lad
                 Robbing
                 an
                 Orchard
                 .
              
               
                 342
              
            
             
               
                 Large
                 Promises
                 .
              
               
                 111
              
            
             
               
                 Lamb
                 ,
                 Wolfe
                 and
                 Goat
                 .
              
               
                 384
              
            
             
               
                 Laconique
                 Try'd
                 and
                 Cast.
                 
              
               
                 492
              
            
             
               
                 Lady
                 in
                 Tears
                 for
                 a
                 Set
                 of
                 Horses
                 .
              
               
                 496
              
            
             
               
                 
                 Luck
                 Good
                 and
                 Bad.
                 
              
               
                 230
              
            
             
               
                 Lyon
                 and
                 Bear.
                 
              
               
                 5
              
            
             
               
                 Lyon
                 Old.
                 
              
               
                 14
              
            
             
               
                 Lyon
                 and
                 Mouse
                 .
              
               
                 16
              
            
             
               
                 Lyon
                 and
                 Frog
                 .
              
               
                 202
              
            
             
               
                 Lyon
                 and
                 Goat
                 .
              
               
                 210
              
            
             
               
                 Lyon
                 and
                 Bulls
                 .
              
               
                 236
              
            
             
               
                 Lyon
                 and
                 Man.
                 
              
               
                 240
              
            
             
               
                 Lyon
                 and
                 Mouse
                 .
              
               
                 303
              
            
             
               
                 Lyon
                 and
                 Hog
                 .
              
               
                 344
              
            
             
               
                 Lyon
                 and
                 Bull.
                 
              
               
                 120
              
            
             
               
                 Lyon
                 in
                 Love.
                 
              
               
                 121
              
            
             
               
                 Lyon
                 ,
                 Fox
                 and
                 Wolfe
                 .
              
               
                 156
              
            
             
               
                 Lyon
                 and
                 Man
                 in
                 the
                 Wood.
                 
              
               
                 430
              
            
             
               
                 Lyon
                 ,
                 Boar
                 and
                 Vulturs
                 .
              
               
                 456
              
            
             
               
                 Lyon
                 Generous
                 .
              
               
                 472
              
            
             
               
                 Lyon
                 Raging
                 .
              
               
                 412
              
            
          
           
             
               M
            
             
               
                  
              
               
                 FAB
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 Man
                 and
                 Satyr
                 .
              
               
                 2●…
              
            
             
               
                 Man
                 Wicked
                 and
                 the
                 Devil
                 .
              
               
                 308
              
            
             
               
                 One
                 that
                 Cur'd
                 Mad-men
                 .
              
               
                 368
              
            
             
               
                 Man
                 and
                 Weazle
                 .
              
               
                 441
              
            
             
               
                 Man
                 and
                 a
                 Swallow
                 .
              
               
                 127
              
            
             
               
                 Man
                 and
                 a
                 Wooden
                 God.
                 
              
               
                 105
              
            
             
               
                 Man
                 and
                 the
                 Picture
                 of
                 a
                 Lyon.
                 
              
               
                 100
              
            
             
               
                 Man
                 and
                 Two
                 Wives
                 .
              
               
                 141
              
            
             
               
                 Unhappy
                 Match
                 .
              
               
                 173
              
            
             
               
                 Young
                 Fellow
                 about
                 to
                 Marry
                 .
              
               
                 425
              
            
             
               
                 Matchiavel
                 Condemn'd
                 .
              
               
                 49●…
              
            
             
               
                 Mercury
                 and
                 Fishermen
                 .
              
               
                 37●…
              
            
             
               
                 Mercury
                 and
                 a
                 Traveller
                 .
              
               
                 9●…
              
            
             
               
                 Mercury
                 and
                 a
                 Carpenter
                 .
              
               
                 12●…
              
            
             
               
                 Mercury
                 and
                 a
                 Statuary
                 .
              
               
                 170
              
            
             
               
                 Mercury
                 and
                 Tiresias
                 .
              
               
                 171
              
            
             
               
                 Merchant
                 and
                 a
                 Sea-man
                 .
              
               
                 390
              
            
             
               
                 Mice
                 and
                 Oak
                 .
              
               
                 287
              
            
             
               
                 Mice
                 ,
                 Cat
                 and
                 Bell.
                 
              
               
                 391
              
            
             
               
                 Millar
                 and
                 Ratt
                 .
              
               
                 500
              
            
             
               
                 Miser
                 burying
                 his
                 Gold.
                 
              
               
                 146
              
            
             
               
                 Miser
                 and
                 his
                 Bags
                 .
              
               
                 351
              
            
             
               
                 Miser
                 and
                 Rotten
                 Apples
                 .
              
               
                 458
              
            
             
               
                 Mountain
                 in
                 Labour
                 .
              
               
                 23
              
            
             
               
                 Mountebank
                 and
                 Bear.
                 
              
               
                 478
              
            
             
               
                 No
                 to
                 Morrow
                 .
              
               
                 495
              
            
             
               
                 Mouse
                 in
                 a
                 Chest.
                 
              
               
                 255
              
            
             
               
                 Mouse
                 City
                 and
                 Country
                 .
              
               
                 11
              
            
             
               
                 Mouse
                 and
                 Kite
                 .
              
               
                 321
              
            
             
               
                 Mole
                 and
                 her
                 Dam.
                 
              
               
                 13●…
              
            
             
               
                 Moon
                 begs
                 a
                 New
                 Gown
                 .
              
               
                 425
              
            
             
               
                 Mule
                 Boasting
                 .
              
               
                 418
              
            
             
               
                 Musician
              
               
                 176
              
            
          
           
             
               N
            
             
               
                  
              
               
                 FAB
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 Nightingale
                 and
                 Hawk
                 .
              
               
                 343
              
            
             
               
                 Nightingale
                 and
                 Bat.
                 
              
               
                 462
              
            
             
               
                 One
                 would
                 hear
                 no
                 Ill
                 News
                 .
              
               
                 457
              
            
             
               
                 Nurse
                 and
                 Wolfe
                 .
              
               
                 219
              
            
          
           
             
               O
            
             
               
                  
              
               
                 FAB
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 Oak
                 and
                 Reed
                 .
              
               
                 215
              
            
             
               
                 Old
                 Fellow
                 and
                 Young
                 Wench
                 .
              
               
                 278
              
            
             
               
                 Owl
                 and
                 Lirtle
                 Birds
                 .
              
               
                 379
              
            
             
               
                 Owl
                 and
                 the
                 Sun.
                 
              
               
                 434
              
            
             
               
                 Ox
                 and
                 Heifer
                 .
              
               
                 249
              
            
             
               
                 Oxen
                 and
                 Timber
                 .
              
               
                 294
              
            
             
               
                 Oxen
                 and
                 a
                 piece
                 of
                 Timber
                 .
              
               
                 265
              
            
             
               
                 One
                 carry'd
                 his
                 Plough
                 to
                 Ease
                 his
              
               
                  
              
            
             
               
                 Oxen.
                 
              
               
                 373
              
            
          
           
             
               P
            
             
               
                  
              
               
                 FAB
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 Peacock
                 to
                 Iuno
                 .
              
               
                 80
              
            
             
               
                 Peacock
                 and
                 Pye.
                 
              
               
                 204
              
            
             
               
                 Peacock
                 and
                 Crane
                 .
              
               
                 234
              
            
             
               
                 
                   Peach
                   ,
                   Apple
                
                 ,
                 and
                 Black-berry
                 .
              
               
                 135
              
            
             
               
                 Pigeon
                 and
                 Pye.
                 
              
               
                 260
              
            
             
               
                 Pigeon
                 and
                 Picture
                 .
              
               
                 196
              
            
             
               
                 Pigeon
                 and
                 Crow
                 .
              
               
                 197
              
            
             
               
                 ●…ons
                 Reconcile
                 the
                 Hawks
                 .
              
               
                 347
              
            
             
               
                 〈◊〉
                 sets
                 up
                 for
                 Sovereignty
                 .
              
               
                 334
              
            
             
               
                 Plain
                 Horse
                 wins
                 the
                 Prize
                 .
              
               
                 339
              
            
             
               
                 One
                 that
                 Lost
                 his
                 Money
                 at
                 Play.
                 
              
               
                 370
              
            
             
               
                 Priest
                 and
                 Pears
                 .
              
               
                 298
              
            
             
               
                 Priest
                 and
                 Epiphany
                 .
              
               
                 364
              
            
             
               
                 Priest
                 and
                 Sick-man
                 .
              
               
                 367
              
            
             
               
                 Two
                 Pots
                 .
              
               
                 229
              
            
          
           
             
               R
            
             
               
                  
              
               
                 FAB
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 Raven
                 and
                 Wol●…es
                 .
              
               
                 381
              
            
             
               
                 Raven
                 and
                 Swan
                 .
              
               
                 160
              
            
             
               
                 Rats
                 that
                 Eat
                 Copper
                 .
              
               
                 451
              
            
             
               
                 Raven
                 and
                 Snake
                 .
              
               
                 180
              
            
             
               
                 Reason
                 of
                 State.
                 
              
               
                 482
              
            
             
               
                 River
                 Fish
                 and
                 Sea
                 Fish.
                 
              
               
                 251
              
            
             
               
                 River
                 and
                 Fountain
                 .
              
               
                 307
              
            
             
               
                 
                 Rich
                 Man
                 would
                 be
                 no
                 Richer
                 .
              
               
                 400
              
            
             
               
                 Rich
                 Man
                 and
                 Poor
                 .
              
               
                 468
              
            
             
               
                 Rich
                 Man
                 and
                 Servant
                 .
              
               
                 282
              
            
          
           
             
               S
            
             
               
                  
              
               
                 FAB
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 Satyr
                 and
                 Fire
                 .
              
               
                 471
              
            
             
               
                 Sea-men
                 Praying
                 to
                 Saints
                 .
              
               
                 272
              
            
             
               
                 Sheep
                 and
                 Crow
                 .
              
               
                 77
              
            
             
               
                 Sheep-biter
                 Hang'd
                 .
              
               
                 330
              
            
             
               
                 Sheep
                 Quarrels
                 with
                 the
                 Shepherd
                 .
              
               
                 335
              
            
             
               
                 Shepherd
                 turn'd
                 Merchant
                 .
              
               
                 99
              
            
             
               
                 Shepherd
                 and
                 Wolves
                 Whelp
                 .
              
               
                 155
              
            
             
               
                 Shepherd
                 and
                 Sheep
                 .
              
               
                 199
              
            
             
               
                 Shepherd
                 ,
                 Wolfe
                 and
                 Fox
                 .
              
               
                 443
              
            
             
               
                 Shipwrack
                 of
                 Simonides
                 .
              
               
                 476
              
            
             
               
                 Smith
                 and
                 his
                 Dog.
                 
              
               
                 117
              
            
             
               
                 Snake
                 and
                 File
                 .
              
               
                 44
              
            
             
               
                 Snake
                 to
                 Iupiter
                 .
              
               
                 285
              
            
             
               
                 Snake
                 and
                 Crab.
                 
              
               
                 154
              
            
             
               
                 Soldiers
                 and
                 Two
                 Horses
                 .
              
               
                 292
              
            
             
               
                 Son
                 Singing
                 at
                 's
                 Mother's
                 Funeral
                 .
              
               
                 311
              
            
             
               
                 Sow
                 and
                 Dog.
                 
              
               
                 152
              
            
             
               
                 Sow
                 and
                 Bitch
                 .
              
               
                 153
              
            
             
               
                 Two
                 Soldiers
                 go
                 Halves
                 .
              
               
                 429
              
            
             
               
                 The
                 Incorrigible
                 Son.
                 
              
               
                 329
              
            
             
               
                 Spider
                 and
                 Goat
                 .
              
               
                 388
              
            
             
               
                 Spaniel
                 and
                 Sow
              
               
                 293
              
            
             
               
                 Stag
                 Drinking
                 .
              
               
                 43
              
            
             
               
                 Stag
                 and
                 Oxen.
                 
              
               
                 53
              
            
             
               
                 Stag
                 and
                 Horse
                 .
              
               
                 57
              
            
             
               
                 Stag
                 with
                 One
                 Eye
                 .
              
               
                 147
              
            
             
               
                 Stag
                 and
                 Lyon.
                 
              
               
                 148
              
            
             
               
                 Sun
                 and
                 Wind.
                 
              
               
                 223
              
            
             
               
                 Swallow
                 and
                 Other
                 Birds
                 .
              
               
                 18
              
            
             
               
                 Swallow
                 and
                 Spider
                 .
              
               
                 258
              
            
             
               
                 Swan
                 and
                 Stork
                 .
              
               
                 267
              
            
             
               
                 Swan
                 and
                 Goose.
                 
              
               
                 158
              
            
             
               
                 Swallow
                 and
                 Crow
                 .
              
               
                 161
              
            
          
           
             
               T.
               
            
             
               
                  
              
               
                 FAB
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 Taylor
                 and
                 his
                 Wife
                 .
              
               
                 354
              
            
             
               
                 A
                 Tavern
                 Bill
                 paid
                 with
                 a
                 Song
                 .
              
               
                 365
              
            
             
               
                 Thrush
                 taken
                 with
                 Birdlime
                 .
              
               
                 49
              
            
             
               
                 Thrush
                 and
                 Swallow
                 .
              
               
                 65
              
            
             
               
                 Thunny
                 and
                 Dolphin
                 .
              
               
                 90
              
            
             
               
                 Thieves
                 that
                 Stole
                 a
                 Cock.
                 
              
               
                 177
              
            
             
               
                 Tree
                 and
                 Wedge
                 .
              
               
                 47
              
            
             
               
                 Old
                 Tree
                 Transplanted
                 .
              
               
                 82
              
            
             
               
                 Trees
                 Streight
                 and
                 Crooked
                 .
              
               
                 266
              
            
             
               
                 Travellers
                 and
                 a
                 Bag
                 of
                 Money
                 .
              
               
                 164
              
            
             
               
                 Travellers
                 by
                 the
                 Sea-side
                 .
              
               
                 189
              
            
             
               
                 Two
                 Travellers
                 of
                 Differing
                 Humors
                 .
              
               
                 393
              
            
             
               
                 Two
                 Travellers
                 find
                 and
                 Oyster
                 .
              
               
                 411
              
            
             
               
                 A
                 Bragging
                 Traveller
                 .
              
               
                 85
              
            
             
               
                 Travellers
                 Dreaming
                 .
              
               
                 481
              
            
             
               
                 Trumpeter
                 taken
                 Prisoner
                 .
              
               
                 67
              
            
             
               
                 Tyger
                 and
                 Fox
                 .
              
               
                 235
              
            
          
           
             
               V.
               
            
             
               
                  
              
               
                 FAB
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 Usurers
                 and
                 Curryers
                 .
              
               
                 392
              
            
             
               
                 Vulturs
                 Invitation
                 .
              
               
                 211
              
            
          
           
             
               W.
               
            
             
               
                  
              
               
                 FAB
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 Wax
                 and
                 Brick
                 .
              
               
                 304
              
            
             
               
                 Wasps
                 in
                 a
                 Honey-Pot
                 .
              
               
                 126
              
            
             
               
                 Wasps
                 ,
                 Patridges
                 and
                 Husbandman
                 .
              
               
                 137
              
            
             
               
                 Old
                 Weazle
                 and
                 Mice
                 .
              
               
                 81
              
            
             
               
                 Wench
                 parting
                 with
                 her
                 Sweet-heart
                 .
              
               
                 269
              
            
             
               
                 A
                 Creaking
                 Wheel
                 .
              
               
                 339
              
            
             
               
                 The
                 Inconsolable
                 Widow
                 .
              
               
                 268
              
            
             
               
                 An
                 Old
                 Man
                 gives
                 over
                 Whoring
                 .
              
               
                 326
              
            
             
               
                 Widow
                 had
                 a
                 mind
                 to
                 Marry
                 .
              
               
                 283
              
            
             
               
                 Wife
                 and
                 Drunken
                 Husband
                 .
              
               
                 157
              
            
             
               
                 Wolfe
                 and
                 Lamb.
                 
              
               
                 3
              
            
             
               
                 Wolfe
                 and
                 Crane
                 .
              
               
                 8
              
            
             
               
                 Wolfe
                 and
                 Sow
                 .
              
               
                 22
              
            
             
               
                 Wolfe
                 ,
                 Kid
                 and
                 Goat
                 .
              
               
                 28
              
            
             
               
                 Wolfe
                 and
                 Fox
                 .
              
               
                 42
              
            
             
               
                 Wolves
                 and
                 Sheep
                 League
                 .
              
               
                 45
              
            
             
               
                 Wolves
                 and
                 Dogs
                 agree
                 .
              
               
                 394
              
            
             
               
                 Wolfe
                 ,
                 Lamb
                 and
                 Goat
                 .
              
               
                 60
              
            
             
               
                 Wolfe
                 and
                 Kid.
                 
              
               
                 207
              
            
             
               
                 Wolfe
                 and
                 Procupine
                 .
              
               
                 320
              
            
             
               
                 Wolfe
                 and
                 Sheep-skin
                 .
              
               
                 328
              
            
             
               
                 Wolfe
                 and
                 Lyon.
                 
              
               
                 130
              
            
             
               
                 Wolfe
                 and
                 Kid.
                 
              
               
                 174
              
            
             
               
                 Wolfe
                 and
                 Sheep
                 .
              
               
                 186
              
            
             
               
                 Wolfe
                 turn'd
                 Shepherd
                 .
              
               
                 395
              
            
             
               
                 Wolfe
                 turns
                 Religious
                 .
              
               
                 436
              
            
             
               
                 Wolfe
                 and
                 Fox
                 .
              
               
                 467
              
            
             
               
                 Wolfe
                 and
                 Hog
                 .
              
               
                 469
              
            
             
               
                 Wolfe
                 and
                 a
                 Weak
                 Young
                 Man.
                 
              
               
                 341
              
            
             
               
                 A
                 Trepanning
                 Wolfe
                 .
              
               
                 499
              
            
             
               
                 
                 A
                 Woman
                 and
                 her
                 Maids
                 .
              
               
                 209
              
            
             
               
                 An
                 
                   Old
                   Woman
                
                 and
                 the
                 Devil
                 .
              
               
                 282
              
            
             
               
                 A
                 Woman
                 would
                 Dye
                 for
                 her
                 Husband
                 .
              
               
                 310
              
            
             
               
                 A
                 Woman
                 brought
                 Fire
                 into
                 the
                 House
                 .
              
               
                 348
              
            
             
               
                 A
                 Woman
                 and
                 a
                 Fat
                 H●…n
                 .
              
               
                 87
              
            
             
               
                 Woman
                 and
                 Two
                 Daughters
                 .
              
               
                 198
              
            
             
               
                 A
                 Woman
                 Drown'd
                 .
              
               
                 355
              
            
             
               
                 Woman
                 Trusted
                 with
                 a
                 Secret.
                 
              
               
                 427
              
            
             
               
                 Woman
                 and
                 Thrushes
                 .
              
               
                 428
              
            
             
               
                 Woman
                 ,
                 Cat
                 and
                 Mice
                 .
              
               
                 442
              
            
             
               
                 Woman
                 Reviv'd
                 with
                 Beating
                 .
              
               
                 452
              
            
          
        
      
       
         
         
           ERRATA
           .
        
         
           FAB
           .
           29.
           l.
           Penult
           .
           for
           into
           r.
           in
           .
           p.
           85.
           l.
           17.
           dele
           
             When
             People
          
           ,
           p.
           98.
           l.
           13.
           dele
           
             it
             seems
          
           ,
           p.
           104.
           l.
           7.
           for
           
             me
             thee
          
           ,
           r.
           
             sue
             me
          
           ,
           p.
           127.
           l.
           5.
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           The
           Reader
           will
           Observe
           some
           Literal
           Mistakes
           also
           ,
           wherein
           the
           Sense
           of
           the
           Matter
           will
           Direct
           him
           :
           And
           the
           Printing
           of
           This
           Book
           in
           several
           Houses
           hath
           Occasion'd
           some
           Disorder
           in
           the
           Pages
           ,
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           THE
           LIFE
           OF
           AESOP
           .
        
         
           
             
               CAP.
               I.
            
             Of
             Aesop's
             Countrey
             ,
             Condition
             ,
             and
             Person
             .
          
           
             AESOP
             (
             according
             to
             
               Planudes
               ,
               Camerarius
            
             and
             Others
             )
             was
             by
             birth
             ,
             of
             Ammorius
             a
             Towne
             in
             the
             
               Greater
               Phrygia
            
             ;
             (
             though
             some
             will
             have
             him
             to
             be
             a
             Thracian
             ,
             others
             a
             Samian
             )
             of
             a
             mean
             Condition
             ,
             and
             in
             his
             person
             deformed
             ,
             to
             the
             highest
             degree
             :
             Flat-Nos'd
             Hunch-Back'd
             ,
             Blobber-Lipp'd
             ;
             a
             Long
             Miss-shapen
             Head
             ;
             His
             Body
             Crooked
             all
             over
             ,
             Big-Belly'd
             ,
             Baker-Legg'd
             ,
             and
             his
             Complexion
             so
             swarthy
             ,
             that
             he
             took
             his
             very
             Name
             from
             't
             ;
             for
             Aesop
             is
             the
             same
             with
             Aethiop
             .
             And
             he
             was
             not
             only
             Unhappy
             in
             the
             most
             scandalous
             Figure
             of
             a
             Man
             that
             ever
             was
             heard
             of
             ;
             but
             he
             was
             in
             a
             manner
             Tongue-Ty'd
             too
             ,
             by
             such
             an
             Impediment
             in
             his
             speech
             ,
             that
             People
             could
             very
             hardly
             understand
             what
             he
             said
             .
             This
             Imperfection
             is
             said
             ,
             to
             have
             been
             the
             most
             sensible
             part
             of
             his
             Misfortune
             ;
             for
             the
             Excellency
             of
             his
             Mind
             might
             otherwise
             have
             Attoned
             in
             some
             Measure
             ,
             for
             the
             Uncouth
             
             Appearance
             of
             his
             Person
             (
             at
             least
             if
             That
             Part
             of
             his
             History
             may
             pass
             for
             Current
             .
             )
             There
             goes
             a
             Tradition
             ,
             that
             he
             had
             the
             good
             hap
             to
             Relieve
             certain
             Priests
             that
             were
             Hungry
             ,
             and
             out
             of
             their
             way
             ,
             and
             to
             set
             them
             Right
             again
             ,
             and
             that
             for
             that
             good
             Office
             ,
             he
             was
             ,
             upon
             their
             Prayers
             ,
             brought
             to
             the
             Use
             of
             his
             Tongue
             :
             But
             Camerarius
             whom
             I
             shall
             Principally
             follow
             ,
             has
             no
             Faith
             in
             the
             Miracle
             ,
             And
             so
             he
             begins
             his
             History
             with
             the
             tracing
             of
             him
             to
             Samos
             ,
             and
             from
             thence
             Prosecutes
             it
             through
             the
             most
             Remarkable
             Passages
             of
             his
             Life
             ,
             to
             the
             Last
             Barbarous
             Violence
             upon
             him
             at
             Delphos
             .
             As
             to
             his
             Impediment
             in
             his
             speech
             ,
             whether
             there
             were
             any
             such
             thing
             or
             Not
             ,
             or
             how
             he
             came
             to
             be
             cur'd
             of
             it
             ,
             the
             Reader
             is
             at
             Liberty
             what
             to
             Believe
             and
             what
             Not.
             And
             so
             likewise
             for
             Twenty
             Other
             Passages
             up
             and
             down
             this
             History
             ;
             Some
             of
             them
             too
             Triviall
             ,
             and
             others
             too
             Gross
             to
             be
             taken
             Notice
             of
             ,
             Upon
             this
             Argument
             and
             Occasion
             :
             Let
             it
             suffice
             ,
             that
             (
             according
             to
             the
             Common
             Tradition
             )
             he
             had
             been
             Alreadie
             Twice
             Bought
             and
             Sold
             ;
             and
             so
             we
             shall
             Date
             the
             Story
             of
             his
             Adventures
             ;
             from
             his
             Entrance
             into
             the
             Service
             of
             at
             least
             a
             Third
             Master
             .
          
           
             As
             to
             the
             Age
             he
             liv'd
             in
             ,
             it
             is
             Agreed
             upon
             among
             the
             Ancients
             ,
             that
             it
             was
             when
             Croesus
             Govern'd
             Lydia
             ;
             as
             also
             that
             Xanthus
             ,
             a
             Samian
             ,
             was
             his
             Master
             .
             Herodotus
             will
             have
             it
             to
             be
             one
             Iadmon
             ,
             a
             Samian
             too
             ;
             but
             still
             according
             to
             the
             Current
             of
             most
             Writers
             ,
             Xanthus
             was
             the
             Man.
             
          
        
         
           
             
               CAP.
               II.
               Aesop
            
             and
             his
             Fellow-slaves
             Upon
             their
             Iourny
             to
             Ephesus
             .
          
           
             IT
             was
             Aesop's
             Fortune
             to
             be
             sent
             to
             Ephesus
             ,
             in
             Company
             with
             other
             Slaves
             to
             be
             sold.
             His
             Master
             had
             a
             great
             many
             Burdens
             to
             Carry
             ,
             and
             Aesop
             begg'd
             of
             his
             Companions
             not
             to
             over
             Charge
             him
             .
             They
             found
             him
             a
             Weakling
             ,
             and
             bad
             him
             please
             himself
             .
             The
             Parcel
             that
             he
             Pitch'd
             upon
             was
             a
             Panyer
             of
             Bread
             ;
             and
             twice
             as
             heavy
             as
             any
             of
             the
             rest
             .
             They
             called
             him
             a
             thousand
             Fools
             for
             his
             pains
             ,
             and
             so
             took
             up
             their
             Luggage
             ,
             and
             away
             they
             Trudg'd
             together
             .
             About
             Noon
             ,
             they
             had
             their
             Dinner
             deliver'd
             out
             of
             Aesop's
             Basket
             ,
             which
             made
             his
             Burden
             Lighter
             
             by
             one
             half
             in
             the
             Afternoon
             ,
             than
             it
             had
             been
             in
             the
             Morning
             :
             And
             after
             the
             next
             Meal
             he
             had
             Nothing
             left
             him
             to
             Carry
             ,
             but
             an
             Empty
             Basket.
             His
             Fellow-Slaves
             began
             Now
             to
             Understand
             ,
             that
             Aesop
             was
             not
             so
             Arrant
             a
             Fool
             as
             they
             took
             him
             for
             ;
             and
             that
             they
             Themselves
             had
             not
             half
             the
             Wit
             they
             Thought
             they
             had
             .
          
        
         
           
             
               CAP.
               III.
            
             The
             Sale
             of
             Aesop
             to
             Xanthus
             .
          
           
             UPON
             the
             Merchants
             Arrival
             at
             Ephesus
             ,
             he
             made
             a
             quick
             Riddance
             of
             All
             his
             Slaves
             but
             Three
             .
             That
             is
             to
             say
             ,
             a
             Musician
             ,
             an
             Orator
             ,
             and
             Aesop.
             He
             dress'd
             up
             the
             Two
             Former
             in
             Habits
             answerable
             to
             their
             Profession
             ,
             and
             Carry'd
             them
             to
             Samos
             ,
             as
             the
             Likelyest
             Place
             for
             a
             Chapman
             .
             He
             shew'd
             them
             there
             in
             the
             open
             Market
             ,
             with
             Aesop
             for
             a
             Fool
             betwixt
             them
             ;
             which
             some
             People
             took
             much
             offence
             at
             .
             While
             they
             were
             attending
             upon
             the
             Place
             ,
             there
             came
             among
             other
             Samians
             ,
             one
             Xanthus
             an
             Eminent
             Philosopher
             of
             that
             City
             ,
             with
             a
             Train
             of
             his
             Disciples
             at
             his
             Heels
             .
             The
             Philosopher
             was
             mightily
             pleased
             with
             the
             Two
             Youths
             ,
             and
             ask'd
             them
             one
             after
             another
             about
             their
             Profession
             ,
             and
             what
             they
             could
             do
             .
             The
             one
             told
             him
             he
             could
             do
             
               any
               thing
            
             ,
             the
             other
             that
             he
             could
             do
             
               ev'ry
               thing
            
             ;
             and
             this
             set
             Aesop
             a
             laughing
             at
             em
             .
             The
             Philosophers
             Pupils
             would
             Needs
             know
             what
             it
             was
             that
             made
             Aesop
             so
             merry
             .
             Why
             says
             he
             ,
             if
             the
             Question
             had
             been
             put
             by
             your
             Master
             ,
             I
             should
             have
             told
             him
             the
             reason
             of
             it
             .
          
           
             Xanthus
             in
             the
             mean
             time
             was
             beating
             the
             Price
             of
             the
             Two
             other
             Slaves
             ,
             but
             the
             Terms
             were
             so
             high
             ,
             that
             he
             was
             just
             upon
             turning
             about
             to
             go
             his
             way
             ,
             Only
             his
             Pupils
             would
             needs
             have
             him
             put
             the
             same
             Questions
             first
             to
             the
             Ill
             favour'd
             Fellow
             ,
             that
             he
             had
             done
             to
             the
             other
             Two
             ;
             and
             so
             Xanthus
             ,
             for
             the
             Humour
             sake
             ,
             Interrogated
             Aesop
             what
             He
             could
             do
             .
             
               Nothing
               at
               all
            
             ,
             says
             he
             .
             How
             comes
             That
             says
             the
             Philosopher
             ?
             My
             Companions
             ,
             says
             the
             Other
             ,
             Undertakes
             every
             thing
             ,
             and
             there
             's
             Nothing
             left
             for
             me
             to
             do
             .
             This
             gave
             them
             to
             Understand
             ,
             that
             the
             Man
             knew
             well
             Enough
             what
             he
             say'd
             ,
             and
             what
             he
             Laugh'd
             at
             .
             Well!
             says
             Xanthus
             ,
             but
             if
             I
             should
             give
             Money
             for
             you
             Now
             ,
             would
             you
             be
             Good
             and
             Honest
             ?
             I
             'le
             be
             That
             ,
             says
             Aesop
             whether
             you
             
             Buy
             me
             or
             No.
             Ay
             but
             tell
             me
             again
             says
             the
             Philosopher
             ,
             Wo'nt
             you
             run
             away
             ?
             Pray
             says
             Aesop
             ,
             did
             you
             ever
             hear
             of
             a
             Bird
             in
             a
             Cage
             that
             told
             his
             Master
             he
             Intended
             to
             make
             his
             Escape
             ?
             Xanthus
             was
             well
             enough
             pleased
             with
             the
             Turn
             and
             Quickness
             of
             his
             Wit
             ;
             but
             says
             he
             ,
             That
             Unlucky
             Shape
             of
             yours
             will
             set
             People
             a
             Hooting
             and
             Gaping
             at
             you
             whereever
             you
             go
             .
             A
             Philosopher
             says
             Aesop
             should
             Value
             a
             man
             for
             his
             Mind
             ,
             Not
             for
             his
             Body
             .
             This
             presence
             of
             Thought
             gave
             Xanthus
             a
             High
             Opinion
             of
             the
             Wisdom
             of
             the
             Man
             ;
             and
             so
             he
             bad
             the
             Merchant
             set
             him
             his
             Lowest
             Price
             of
             That
             Miserable
             Creature
             .
             Why
             says
             he
             ,
             you
             had
             as
             good
             Cheapen
             a
             Dunghill
             ;
             but
             if
             you
             'l
             bid
             me
             like
             a
             Chapman
             for
             either
             of
             the
             Other
             Two
             ,
             you
             shall
             have
             this
             Phantome
             into
             the
             Bargaine
             .
             Very
             good
             says
             the
             Philosopher
             ;
             and
             without
             any
             more
             ado
             what
             's
             your
             selling
             Price
             ?
             The
             Merchant
             speaks
             the
             Word
             ,
             The
             Philosopher
             pays
             the
             Money
             ,
             and
             takes
             Aesop
             away
             with
             him
             .
          
        
         
           
             
               CAP.
               IV.
               Xanthus
            
             Presents
             Aesop
             to
             his
             Wife
             .
          
           
             XANTHUS
             had
             no
             sooner
             made
             his
             Purchase
             ,
             and
             carry'd
             his
             Jewel
             home
             with
             him
             ,
             but
             ,
             having
             a
             kind
             of
             a
             Nice
             Froward
             Piece
             to
             his
             Wife
             ,
             the
             Great
             Difficulty
             was
             how
             to
             put
             her
             in
             humour
             for
             the
             Entertainment
             of
             this
             Monster
             ,
             without
             throwing
             the
             House
             out
             at
             the
             Window
             .
             My
             Dear
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             You
             have
             been
             often
             complaining
             of
             Careless
             Servants
             ;
             And
             I
             have
             bought
             you
             one
             Now
             that
             I
             am
             Confident
             will
             fit
             your
             Turn
             .
             He
             shall
             Go
             and
             Come
             and
             Waite
             and
             do
             Every
             thing
             as
             you
             would
             have
             him
             ;
             Oh
             ,
             your
             Servant
             Sweet
             heart
             says
             she
             ,
             but
             what
             did
             he
             Cost
             you
             ?
             Why
             Truly
             very
             Reasonable
             ;
             but
             at
             present
             He
             's
             a
             Little
             Tann'd
             and
             out
             of
             case
             you
             must
             know
             ,
             with
             his
             Journy
             ,
             says
             the
             Husband
             ,
             and
             so
             he
             Order'd
             him
             to
             be
             Call'd
             in
             .
             The
             Cunning
             Gipsy
             smoak'd
             the
             Matter
             presently
             .
             Some
             Monster
             says
             she
             ,
             I
             'le
             be
             Hanged
             else
             .
             Wife
             ,
             Wife
             ,
             says
             Xanthus
             If
             you
             are
             a
             good
             Woman
             That
             that
             Pleases
             Me
             Must
             Please
             You
             too
             .
             While
             These
             Words
             were
             between
             his
             Lips
             ,
             up
             comes
             Aesop
             towards
             them
             ,
             she
             gave
             him
             a
             Fierce
             Look
             ,
             and
             Immediately
             discharg'd
             her
             Choler
             upon
             her
             Husband
             .
             Is
             this
             a
             Man
             ,
             or
             a
             Beast
             ?
             says
             she
             ,
             and
             what
             Clearer
             Proofe
             in
             the
             World
             Could
             You
             have
             
             given
             me
             Now
             ,
             of
             an
             Insufferable
             Hatred
             and
             Contempt
             ?
             Aesop
             said
             not
             one
             Word
             all
             This
             While
             ;
             'till
             Xanthus
             Rowzd
             him
             with
             a
             Reproof
             .
             Oh
             Villain
             !
             says
             he
             ;
             to
             have
             a
             Tongue
             and
             Wit
             at
             Will
             upon
             All
             other
             Occasions
             ,
             and
             not
             one
             Diverting
             Syllable
             Now
             at
             a
             Pinch
             ,
             to
             Pacify
             your
             Mistress
             !
             Aesop
             ,
             after
             a
             short
             Pause
             upon
             't
             ,
             Bolted
             out
             an
             old
             Greek
             Saying
             ,
             which
             is
             in
             English
             to
             this
             Effect
             ,
             
               From
               Lying
               at
               the
               Mercy
               of
               Fire
               ,
               Water
               ,
               and
               a
               Wicked
               Woman
               ,
               Good
               Lord
               Deliver
               us
               .
            
             If
             the
             Wife
             was
             heartily
             angry
             before
             ,
             This
             Scomm
             made
             her
             Stark
             Mad
             ,
             and
             the
             Reproche
             was
             so
             Cutting
             too
             ,
             that
             Xanthus
             himself
             did
             not
             well
             know
             how
             to
             take
             it
             .
             But
             Aesop
             ,
             brought
             himself
             off
             again
             from
             the
             Malice
             of
             any
             ill
             Intention
             ,
             by
             a
             Passage
             out
             of
             Euripides
             to
             this
             Purpose
             .
             
               The
               Raging
               of
               a
               Tempestuous
               Sea
               ;
               The
               Fury
               of
               a
               Devouring
               Fire
               ,
               and
               the
               Pinching
               Want
               of
               Necessaries
               for
               Life
               ;
               are
               Three
               Dreadful
               Things
               ,
            
             and
             a
             Body
             might
             reckon
             up
             a
             Thousand
             more
             ;
             
               but
               all
               this
               is
               Nothing
               to
               the
               Terrible
               Violences
               of
               an
               Impetuous
               Woman
               ,
            
             and
             therefore
             says
             he
             ,
             Make
             your selfe
             as
             Glorious
             on
             the
             other
             side
             ,
             in
             the
             Rank
             of
             Good
             Women
             .
             Vavasor
             the
             Jesuite
             ,
             in
             his
             
               De
               Ludicrâ
               Dictione
            
             ,
             takes
             Notice
             of
             a
             Blunder
             here
             in
             the
             Chronology
             of
             the
             Story
             .
             For
             Aesop
             was
             Murder'd
             at
             least
             Fourscore
             Yeares
             before
             Euripides
             was
             Born.
             But
             to
             follow
             the
             Thrid
             of
             the
             Relation
             ;
             Upon
             this
             Oblique
             Admonition
             ,
             the
             Woman
             came
             to
             her self
             again
             ,
             And
             took
             Aesop
             into
             her
             good
             Graces
             ,
             who
             render'd
             his
             Master
             and
             Mistress
             All
             the
             Offices
             of
             a
             Faithful
             Servant
             .
          
        
         
           
             Aesop's
             Answer
             to
             a
             Gard'ner
             .
          
           
             SOME
             Two
             or
             Three
             Dayes
             after
             the
             Encounter
             above
             mentioned
             ,
             Xanthus
             took
             Aesop
             a
             long
             with
             him
             to
             a
             Garden
             to
             buy
             some
             Herbs
             ,
             and
             the
             Gard'ner
             seeing
             him
             in
             the
             Habit
             of
             a
             Philosopher
             ,
             told
             him
             the
             Admiration
             he
             was
             in
             ,
             to
             find
             how
             much
             faster
             Those
             Plants
             shot
             up
             that
             Grow
             of
             their
             own
             Accord
             ,
             then
             Those
             that
             he
             set
             Himself
             ,
             though
             he
             took
             never
             so
             much
             Care
             about
             them
             .
             Now
             you
             that
             are
             a
             Philosopher
             ,
             Pray
             will
             you
             tell
             me
             the
             meaning
             of
             This
             ?
             Xanthus
             had
             no
             better
             answer
             at
             hand
             ,
             then
             to
             tell
             him
             ,
             That
             Providence
             would
             have
             it
             so
             :
             Whereupon
             Aesop
             brake
             out
             into
             a
             Loud
             Laughter
             .
             Why
             how
             now
             Ye
             slave
             You
             ,
             says
             Xanthus
             ,
             what
             do
             you
             Laugh
             at
             ?
             Aesop
             
             took
             him
             aside
             and
             told
             him
             ,
             Sr
             I
             Laugh
             at
             your
             Master
             ,
             that
             Taught
             You
             no
             better
             :
             for
             what
             signifies
             a
             Gen'ral
             Answer
             to
             a
             Particular
             Question
             ?
             And
             't
             is
             no
             News
             Neither
             that
             Providence
             orders
             All
             Things
             :
             But
             if
             you
             'l
             turn
             him
             over
             to
             me
             ,
             You
             shall
             see
             I
             'le
             give
             him
             another
             sort
             of
             Resolve
             .
             Xanthus
             told
             the
             Gard'ner
             ,
             that
             it
             was
             below
             a
             Philosopher
             to
             Busy
             his
             head
             about
             such
             Trifles
             ;
             but
             says
             he
             ,
             If
             you
             have
             a
             Curiosity
             to
             be
             better
             Inform'd
             ,
             you
             should
             do
             well
             to
             ask
             my
             Slave
             here
             ,
             and
             see
             what
             he
             le
             say
             to
             you
             .
             Upon
             This
             ,
             the
             Gard'ner
             put
             the
             Question
             to
             Aesop
             ,
             Who
             gave
             him
             this
             Answer
             .
             The
             Earth
             is
             in
             the
             Nature
             of
             a
             Mother
             to
             what
             She
             brings
             forth
             of
             her Self
             out
             of
             her
             own
             Bowels
             ;
             Whereas
             She
             is
             only
             a
             kind
             of
             a
             
               Step
               Dame
            
             ,
             in
             The
             Production
             of
             Plants
             that
             are
             Cultivated
             and
             Assisted
             by
             The
             Help
             and
             Industry
             of
             Another
             :
             so
             that
             it
             's
             Natural
             for
             her
             ,
             to
             Withdraw
             her
             Nourishment
             from
             the
             One
             ,
             towards
             The
             Reliefe
             of
             the
             Other
             .
             The
             Gard'ner
             ,
             upon
             this
             ,
             was
             so
             well
             satisfied
             ,
             That
             he
             would
             take
             no
             Mony
             for
             his
             Herbs
             ,
             and
             desired
             Aesop
             to
             make
             Use
             of
             his
             Garden
             for
             the
             future
             ,
             as
             if
             it
             were
             his
             own
             .
          
           
             There
             are
             several
             Stories
             in
             Planudes
             ,
             that
             I
             shall
             pass
             over
             in
             this
             Place
             (
             says
             Camerarius
             )
             as
             not
             worth
             the
             while
             :
             Particularly
             The
             Fables
             of
             the
             Lentills
             ,
             the
             Bath
             ,
             the
             
               Sows
               Feet
            
             ,
             and
             several
             Little
             Tales
             and
             Jests
             that
             I
             take
             to
             be
             neither
             well
             Layd
             ,
             nor
             well
             put
             together
             ;
             Neither
             is
             it
             any
             matter
             ,
             in
             Relations
             of
             this
             Nature
             ,
             Whether
             they
             be
             True
             or
             False
             ,
             but
             if
             they
             be
             Proper
             and
             Ingenious
             ;
             and
             so
             contriv'd
             ,
             that
             the
             Reader
             or
             the
             Hearer
             may
             be
             the
             better
             for
             them
             ,
             That
             's
             as
             much
             as
             is
             required
             :
             Wherefore
             I
             shall
             now
             Commit
             to
             Writing
             Two
             Fables
             or
             Stories
             ,
             One
             about
             the
             bringing
             his
             Mistress
             home
             again
             ,
             when
             she
             had
             left
             her
             Husband
             ;
             Which
             is
             drawn
             from
             the
             Modell
             of
             a
             Greek
             History
             set
             out
             by
             Pausanias
             in
             his
             Description
             of
             Beotia
             ;
             The
             Other
             ,
             upon
             the
             Subject
             of
             a
             Treat
             of
             
               Neates
               Tongues
            
             ,
             which
             was
             taken
             from
             Bias
             ,
             as
             we
             have
             it
             from
             Plutarch
             in
             his
             
               Convivium
               Septem
               Sapientum
            
             .
          
        
         
           
           
             Aesop's
             Invention
             to
             bring
             his
             Mistress
             back
             again
             to
             her
             Husband
             ,
             after
             she
             had
             Left
             him
             .
          
           
             THE
             Wife
             of
             Xanthus
             was
             well-born
             and
             wealthy
             ,
             but
             so
             Proud
             and
             Domineering
             withall
             ,
             as
             if
             her
             Fortune
             and
             her
             Extraction
             had
             Entituled
             her
             to
             the
             Breeches
             .
             She
             was
             Horribly
             Bold
             ,
             Medling
             ,
             and
             Expensive
             ;
             (
             as
             that
             sort
             of
             Women
             commonly
             are
             )
             Easily
             put
             off
             the
             Hooks
             ,
             and
             Monstrous
             hard
             to
             be
             pleased
             again
             :
             Perpetually
             chattering
             at
             her
             Husband
             ,
             and
             upon
             All
             occasions
             of
             controversy
             ,
             Threatning
             him
             to
             be
             gone
             .
             It
             came
             to
             this
             at
             Last
             ,
             That
             Xanthus's
             stock
             of
             Patience
             being
             quite
             spent
             ,
             he
             took
             up
             a
             Resolution
             of
             going
             another
             way
             to
             Work
             with
             her
             ,
             and
             of
             trying
             a
             Course
             of
             Severity
             ,
             since
             there
             was
             nothing
             to
             be
             done
             with
             her
             by
             Kindness
             .
             But
             this
             Experiment
             ,
             instead
             of
             mending
             The
             matter
             ,
             made
             it
             worse
             ;
             for
             upon
             harder
             Usage
             ,
             The
             Woman
             grew
             Desperate
             ,
             and
             went
             away
             from
             him
             in
             Earnest
             .
             She
             was
             as
             Bad
             't
             is
             true
             as
             Bad
             might
             well
             be
             ,
             and
             yet
             Xanthus
             had
             a
             kind
             of
             Hankering
             for
             her
             still
             :
             Beside
             that
             there
             was
             matter
             of
             Interest
             in
             the
             Case
             :
             and
             a
             Pestilent
             Tongue
             she
             had
             ,
             that
             the
             Poor
             Husband
             Dreaded
             above
             all
             things
             Under
             the
             Sun
             :
             but
             the
             man
             was
             willing
             however
             to
             make
             the
             Best
             of
             a
             Bad
             Game
             ,
             and
             so
             his
             Wits
             and
             his
             Friends
             were
             set
             at
             Work
             ,
             in
             the
             fairest
             Manner
             that
             Might
             be
             ,
             to
             get
             her
             home
             again
             .
             But
             there
             was
             No
             good
             to
             be
             done
             in
             't
             it
             seems
             ;
             and
             Xanthus
             was
             so
             visibly
             out
             of
             Humour
             upon
             't
             ,
             that
             Aesop
             in
             Pure
             Pity
             bethought
             himself
             Immediately
             how
             to
             Comfort
             him
             .
             Come
             Master
             (
             says
             he
             )
             Pluck
             up
             a
             good
             heart
             ;
             for
             I
             have
             a
             Project
             in
             my
             Noddle
             that
             shall
             bring
             my
             Mistress
             to
             you
             back
             again
             ,
             with
             as
             good
             a
             Will
             as
             ever
             she
             went
             from
             you
             .
             What
             does
             me
             Aesop
             ,
             but
             away
             Immediately
             to
             the
             Market
             among
             the
             Butchers
             ,
             Poulterers
             ,
             Fishmongers
             ,
             Confectioners
             ,
             &c.
             for
             the
             Best
             of
             Every
             thing
             that
             was
             in
             Season
             .
             Nay
             he
             takes
             private
             People
             in
             his
             way
             too
             ,
             and
             Chopps
             into
             the
             very
             house
             of
             his
             Mistresses
             Relations
             ,
             as
             by
             Mistake
             .
             This
             Way
             of
             Proceeding
             set
             the
             whole
             Towne
             a
             Gog
             to
             know
             the
             Meaning
             of
             all
             this
             Bustle
             ,
             and
             Aesop
             innocently
             told
             every
             body
             That
             his
             Masters
             Wife
             was
             run
             away
             from
             him
             ,
             and
             he
             had
             Marry'd
             another
             :
             His
             Friends
             up
             and
             down
             were
             all
             Invited
             to
             come
             and
             make
             Merry
             with
             him
             ,
             and
             This
             was
             to
             be
             the
             Wedding
             Feast
             .
             The
             News
             flew
             like
             Lightning
             ,
             and
             happy
             were
             they
             could
             carry
             the
             First
             Tydings
             of
             
             it
             to
             the
             Run-away-Lady
             :
             (
             for
             every
             body
             knew
             Aesop
             to
             be
             a
             Servant
             in
             That
             Family
             .
             )
             It
             Gathered
             in
             the
             Rolling
             ,
             as
             all
             Other
             Stories
             do
             in
             the
             Telling
             :
             Especially
             where
             Womens
             Tongues
             and
             Passions
             have
             the
             Spreading
             of
             them
             .
             The
             Wife
             ,
             that
             was
             in
             her
             Nature
             Violent
             ,
             and
             Unsteady
             ,
             order'd
             her
             Chariot
             to
             be
             made
             readie
             Immediately
             ,
             and
             away
             she
             Posts
             back
             to
             her
             Husband
             :
             falls
             upon
             him
             with
             Outrages
             of
             Looks
             and
             Language
             ;
             and
             after
             the
             Easing
             of
             her
             mind
             a
             Little
             ;
             No
             Xanthus
             ,
             says
             she
             ,
             Do
             not
             you
             Flatter
             your selfe
             with
             the
             hopes
             of
             Enjoying
             another
             Woman
             while
             I
             am
             Alive
             .
             Xanthus
             look'd
             upon
             this
             as
             one
             of
             Aesop's
             
               Master
               pieces
            
             ;
             and
             for
             that
             Bout
             All
             was
             well
             again
             betwixt
             Master
             and
             Mistress
             .
          
        
         
           
             
               CAP.
               VII
            
             .
             An
             Entertainment
             of
             Neates
             Tongues
             .
          
           
             SOME
             few
             dayes
             after
             the
             Ratification
             of
             This
             Peace
             ,
             Xanthus
             Invited
             several
             Philosophers
             of
             his
             Acquaintance
             to
             Supper
             with
             him
             ;
             and
             Charges
             Aesop
             to
             make
             the
             Best
             Provision
             he
             could
             think
             of
             ,
             for
             their
             Entertainment
             .
             Aesop
             had
             a
             Wit
             waggish
             Enough
             ,
             and
             This
             General
             Commission
             furnished
             him
             with
             Matter
             to
             work
             upon
             .
             So
             soon
             as
             ever
             the
             Guests
             were
             set
             down
             at
             the
             Table
             ,
             Xanthus
             calls
             for
             Supper
             ,
             and
             Expected
             no
             less
             then
             a
             very
             Splendid
             Treat
             .
             The
             First
             Service
             was
             
               Neates
               Tongues
            
             sliced
             ,
             which
             the
             Philosophers
             took
             Occasion
             to
             Discourse
             and
             Quibble
             upon
             in
             a
             Grave
             Formall
             way
             ,
             as
             
               The
               Tongue
            
             (
             for
             the
             purpose
             )
             
               is
               the
               Oracle
               of
               Wisdom
            
             ,
             and
             the
             like
             .
             Xanthus
             ,
             upon
             This
             ,
             calls
             for
             a
             Second
             Course
             ,
             and
             after
             That
             for
             a
             Third
             ,
             and
             so
             for
             a
             Fourth
             ,
             which
             were
             All
             Tongues
             ,
             over
             and
             over
             again
             still
             ,
             only
             severall
             wayes
             Dressed
             :
             Some
             Boyl'd
             ,
             Others
             Fry'd
             ,
             and
             some
             again
             serv'd
             up
             in
             Soupe
             ,
             which
             put
             Xanthus
             into
             a
             Furious
             Passion
             .
             Thou
             Villain
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             Is
             this
             according
             to
             my
             order
             ,
             to
             have
             Nothing
             but
             
               Tongues
               upon
               Tongues
            
             ?
             Sr
             says
             Aesop
             ,
             without
             any
             hesitation
             ,
             Since
             it
             is
             my
             Ill
             fortune
             to
             fall
             under
             this
             Accusation
             ,
             I
             do
             Appeale
             to
             All
             These
             Learned
             Persons
             ,
             whether
             I
             have
             done
             Well
             ,
             or
             Ill
             ,
             and
             pay'd
             that
             Respect
             to
             your
             Order
             which
             I
             ought
             to
             do
             .
          
           
             Your
             order
             was
             ,
             That
             I
             should
             make
             the
             Best
             Provision
             that
             I
             could
             think
             of
             for
             the
             Entertainment
             of
             These
             Excellent
             Persons
             ,
             
             and
             if
             the
             Tongue
             be
             the
             Key
             that
             Leads
             Us
             into
             All
             Knowledge
             ,
             what
             could
             be
             more
             proper
             and
             suitable
             then
             
               a
               Feast
               of
               Tongues
               for
               a
               Philosophicall
               Banquet
               ?
            
          
           
             When
             Xanthus
             found
             the
             Sence
             of
             the
             Table
             to
             be
             on
             Aesop's
             side
             ;
             Well
             my
             Friends
             says
             he
             ;
             Pray
             will
             You
             Eate
             with
             me
             to
             Morrow
             ,
             And
             I
             'le
             try
             If
             I
             can
             mend
             your
             Chear
             ;
             and
             Mr
             
               Major
               Domo
            
             ,
             says
             he
             to
             Aesop
             ,
             let
             it
             be
             the
             Care
             of
             your
             Gravity
             and
             Wisdome
             to
             Provide
             us
             a
             Supper
             to
             Morrow
             ,
             of
             the
             very
             worst
             Things
             You
             can
             Think
             of
             .
          
        
         
           
             
               CAP.
               VIII
            
             .
             A
             Second
             Treat
             of
             Tongues
             .
          
           
             XANTHUS's
             Guests
             met
             again
             The
             Next
             day
             according
             to
             The
             Appointment
             ;
             and
             Aesop
             had
             provided
             them
             the
             very
             same
             Services
             of
             
               Tongues
               and
               Tongues
               over
               and
               over
               ,
            
             As
             they
             had
             the
             night
             before
             .
             Sirrah
             (
             says
             Xanthus
             to
             his
             Servant
             )
             what
             's
             the
             Meaning
             of
             This
             ;
             That
             Tongues
             should
             be
             the
             Best
             of
             Meats
             One
             Day
             ,
             and
             the
             Worst
             the
             Other
             ?
             Why
             Sr
             says
             he
             ,
             There
             is
             not
             any
             Wickedness
             under
             the
             Sun
             ,
             That
             the
             Tongue
             has
             not
             a
             part
             in
             .
             As
             Murders
             ,
             Treasons
             ,
             Violence
             ,
             Injustice
             ,
             Frauds
             ,
             and
             All
             Manner
             of
             Lewdness
             :
             for
             Councells
             must
             be
             first
             Agitated
             ,
             The
             Matter
             in
             Question
             Debated
             ,
             Resolv'd
             upon
             ,
             and
             Communicated
             by
             Words
             ,
             before
             the
             Malice
             comes
             to
             be
             executed
             in
             Fact.
             
               Tongue
               Whether
               wilt
               Thou
            
             !
             (
             says
             the
             Old
             Proverb
             )
             I
             go
             to
             Build
             (
             says
             the
             Tongue
             ,
             )
             and
             I
             goe
             to
             
               pull
               downe
            
             .
          
           
             This
             Petulant
             Liberty
             of
             Aesop
             ,
             Gall'd
             his
             Master
             to
             the
             very
             Soul
             of
             him
             ,
             and
             one
             of
             the
             Guests
             ,
             to
             Help
             forward
             his
             Evil
             Humour
             ;
             Cry'd
             out
             ,
             
               This
               Fellow
               is
               enough
               to
               make
               a
               Body
               Mad.
            
             Sr
             (
             says
             Aesop
             )
             you
             have
             very
             Little
             Business
             to
             doe
             of
             your
             own
             I
             perceive
             ,
             by
             the
             Leizure
             you
             have
             to
             Intermeddle
             in
             Other
             Peoples
             Matters
             ;
             You
             would
             find
             some
             other
             Employment
             else
             ,
             then
             to
             Irritate
             a
             Master
             against
             his
             Servant
             .
          
        
         
           
           
             
               CAP.
               IX
               .
               Aesop
            
             brings
             his
             Master
             a
             Guest
             That
             had
             no
             sort
             of
             Curiosity
             in
             him
             .
          
           
             XANTHUS
             laid
             hold
             of
             the
             Present
             Occasion
             ,
             and
             was
             willing
             enough
             to
             be
             furnished
             with
             a
             Staffe
             to
             beat
             a
             Dog.
             Well
             Sirrah
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             since
             this
             Learned
             Gentleman
             is
             too
             Curious
             ;
             go
             you
             your
             way's
             and
             find
             me
             out
             a
             Man
             that
             has
             no
             Curiosity
             at
             All
             ,
             Or
             I
             'le
             Lace
             your
             Coate
             for
             ye
             .
             Aesop
             ,
             the
             next
             day
             ,
             Walked
             the
             whole
             Towne
             over
             on
             This
             Errand
             ;
             and
             at
             Last
             ,
             found
             out
             a
             Slovenly
             Lazy
             Fellow
             ,
             Lolling
             at
             his
             Ease
             ,
             as
             if
             he
             had
             Nothing
             to
             do
             ,
             or
             to
             take
             care
             for
             ;
             and
             so
             up
             to
             him
             he
             went
             in
             a
             Familiar
             Way
             ,
             and
             Invited
             him
             to
             his
             Masters
             to
             Supper
             .
             The
             Clown
             made
             no
             Ceremony
             of
             promising
             ,
             but
             fell
             Presently
             to
             asking
             what
             kind
             of
             Man
             his
             Master
             was
             ?
             And
             what
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             are
             we
             going
             just
             now
             ?
             (
             for
             this
             Poor
             Devill
             look●…d
             upon
             a
             Meales
             Meat
             Gratis
             ,
             as
             a
             Blessing
             Dropt
             into
             his
             Mouth
             out
             of
             the
             Skies
             )
             Come
             (
             says
             Aesop
             )
             we
             are
             going
             this
             very
             Moment
             ;
             and
             Wonderfully
             Glad
             he
             was
             to
             find
             by
             the
             Booby's
             Discourse
             ,
             That
             he
             had
             met
             with
             a
             Man
             so
             fit
             for
             his
             Purpose
             .
             Away
             they
             went
             together
             ,
             and
             so
             strait
             into
             the
             Parlour
             ,
             where
             the
             Blockhead
             Throws
             Himselfe
             downe
             Dirty
             and
             Beastly
             as
             he
             was
             ,
             Upon
             a
             Rich
             Couch
             .
             After
             a
             very
             little
             While
             ,
             in
             comes
             Xanthus
             to
             Supper
             ,
             and
             asks
             Aesop
             who
             That
             Man
             was
             ?
             Why
             This
             is
             the
             Man
             ,
             says
             Aesop
             ,
             that
             you
             sent
             me
             for
             ;
             that
             is
             to
             say
             a
             Man
             that
             has
             no
             Curiosity
             in
             him
             at
             All.
             Oh
             that
             's
             very
             well
             ,
             says
             Xanthus
             ,
             and
             then
             told
             his
             Wife
             in
             her
             eare
             ,
             That
             if
             she
             would
             but
             be
             a
             Loving
             and
             Obedient
             Wife
             to
             him
             ,
             and
             do
             as
             he
             bad
             her
             ,
             he
             would
             now
             save
             her
             Longing
             ,
             for
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             I
             have
             been
             a
             Great
             while
             Seeking
             for
             an
             Occasion
             to
             pick
             a
             Quarrell
             with
             Aesop
             ,
             and
             I
             have
             found
             it
             at
             last
             .
             After
             this
             Whisper
             ,
             Xanthus
             takes
             a
             Turn
             in
             the
             Parlour
             ,
             and
             calls
             aloud
             to
             his
             Wife
             .
             Heark
             ye
             Sweet
             Heart
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             go
             fetch
             some
             Water
             ,
             and
             Wash
             the
             Feet
             of
             my
             Guest
             here
             .
             Away
             she
             goes
             ,
             brings
             a
             Bason
             to
             the
             side
             of
             the
             Couch
             ,
             where
             the
             Clown
             was
             lay'd
             at
             his
             Length
             ,
             and
             bad
             him
             put
             forth
             his
             Feet
             for
             her
             to
             Wash
             them
             .
             Xanthus
             Little
             thought
             he
             would
             have
             done
             it
             .
             But
             the
             Clown
             ,
             after
             a
             Little
             Stumble
             within
             himself
             ,
             that
             't
             was
             fitter
             for
             the
             Maid
             to
             do
             't
             ,
             then
             the
             Mistress
             ;
             Well
             says
             he
             ,
             If
             it
             be
             the
             Custome
             of
             the
             Family
             ,
             't
             is
             
             not
             for
             me
             to
             be
             against
             it
             :
             and
             so
             he
             stretch'd
             forth
             his
             Feet
             to
             the
             Washing
             .
          
           
             So
             soon
             as
             ever
             the
             Company
             had
             taken
             off
             the
             Edge
             of
             their
             Stomachs
             ;
             Xanthus
             calls
             for
             a
             Bumper
             ,
             and
             puts
             it
             into
             the
             hands
             of
             the
             Clown
             ,
             making
             No
             doubt
             but
             he
             would
             have
             Allowed
             his
             Host
             the
             Honor
             of
             being
             his
             Taster
             .
             The
             Fellow
             ,
             without
             any
             Scruple
             ,
             Whips
             up
             the
             Drink
             ,
             and
             gives
             Xanthus
             the
             Pott
             again
             Empty
             ,
             who
             was
             now
             the
             Second
             Time
             Disappointed
             upon
             the
             Matter
             of
             Curiosity
             ,
             or
             
               No
               Curiosity
               At
               All.
            
             He
             had
             a
             Mind
             still
             to
             be
             upon
             Poor
             Aesop's
             bones
             ,
             and
             made
             another
             Tryal
             of
             the
             Humour
             of
             his
             Guest
             .
             There
             was
             a
             particular
             Dish
             that
             the
             Clown
             fed
             very
             Heartily
             upon
             :
             Xanthus
             fell
             into
             a
             Rage
             against
             the
             Cook
             for
             the
             Ill-Dressing
             of
             it
             ,
             and
             Threatned
             to
             have
             him
             brought
             and
             Lash'd
             in
             the
             very
             Parlour
             .
             The
             Bumpkin
             took
             no
             Notice
             of
             it
             at
             All
             ,
             but
             without
             Speaking
             one
             Word
             on
             the
             Cooks
             Behalf
             ;
             It
             was
             Nothing
             to
             him
             he
             thought
             ,
             what
             other
             People
             did
             with
             their
             Servants
             .
          
           
             They
             were
             come
             Now
             to
             their
             Cakes
             and
             Pyes
             ,
             and
             the
             Clown
             Guttled
             Upon
             them
             without
             mercy
             .
             Xanthus
             Resolves
             then
             upon
             Another
             Tryal
             ;
             Calls
             for
             his
             Pastry-Cook
             and
             tells
             him
             ,
             Sirrah
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             you
             spoile
             every
             thing
             that
             goes
             through
             your
             hands
             .
             There
             's
             neither
             Spice
             ,
             nor
             any
             other
             Seasoning
             here
             .
             The
             Cook
             told
             him
             ,
             That
             if
             they
             were
             either
             Over
             or
             Under-Bak'd
             ,
             it
             was
             his
             Fault
             ;
             But
             for
             the
             Spice
             and
             Seasoning
             ,
             it
             was
             his
             Mistresses
             ,
             for
             it
             was
             All
             put
             in
             that
             she
             Deliver'd
             .
             Nay
             Wife
             ,
             says
             Xanthus
             ,
             if
             it
             sticks
             there
             ,
             By
             All
             that
             's
             Sacred
             ,
             I
             'le
             Treat
             you
             no
             better
             then
             if
             you
             were
             a
             Slave
             bought
             with
             my
             Mony.
             Wherefore
             Strip
             Immediately
             and
             Prepare
             for
             a
             Dog-Whip
             .
             Xanthus
             thought
             with
             himself
             ;
             that
             If
             any
             thing
             in
             the
             World
             could
             move
             this
             Barbarous
             Brute
             ,
             he
             would
             have
             put
             in
             a
             Word
             at
             Least
             to
             save
             a
             Woman
             of
             Honour
             from
             so
             Scandalous
             an
             Indignity
             ,
             But
             says
             this
             Loggerhead
             to
             himself
             ;
             There
             's
             an
             old
             saying
             ;
             
               What
               have
               Wee
               to
               do
               to
               Quench
               other
               Peoples
               Fires
               ?
            
             And
             I
             le
             e'en
             keep
             my selfe
             Clear
             of
             Other
             Peoples
             Matters
             ;
             Only
             he
             took
             Xanthus
             by
             the
             Hand
             indeed
             ,
             and
             told
             him
             if
             he
             would
             but
             Stay
             a
             Little
             ,
             he
             'd
             go
             fetch
             his
             own
             Wife
             too
             ,
             and
             so
             they
             might
             take
             the
             Lash
             by
             Turns
             .
             In
             one
             word
             ,
             Xanthus
             missed
             his
             Aim
             at
             last
             ;
             and
             though
             he
             was
             troubled
             at
             the
             Miscarriage
             ,
             he
             could
             not
             but
             Laugh
             yet
             at
             the
             Simplicity
             of
             the
             Man
             ,
             and
             Confess
             ,
             that
             Aesop
             was
             in
             the
             Right
             ,
             in
             bringing
             a
             Person
             to
             him
             that
             had
             no
             Curiosity
             at
             all
             .
          
        
         
           
           
             
               CAP.
               X.
               Aesop's
            
             Answer
             to
             a
             Magistrate
             .
          
           
             IT
             happened
             some
             few
             days
             after
             the
             Last
             Passage
             above
             ,
             that
             Xanthus
             ,
             having
             some
             Business
             at
             the
             Publick
             Hall
             ,
             sent
             Aesop
             to
             see
             if
             there
             were
             any
             Great
             Throng
             of
             Men
             there
             ;
             A
             Magistrate
             meets
             him
             Upon
             the
             Way
             ,
             and
             Asks
             him
             whether
             he
             was
             going
             ?
             Why
             truly
             ,
             says
             Aesop
             ,
             I
             am
             going
             I
             know
             not
             whither
             .
             The
             Magistrate
             took
             it
             that
             he
             Banter●…d
             him
             ,
             and
             bad
             an
             Officer
             take
             him
             into
             Custody
             and
             Carry
             him
             to
             Prison
             .
             Well
             ,
             says
             Aesop
             ,
             to
             the
             Magistrate
             ;
             Is
             it
             not
             true
             Now
             ,
             that
             I
             did
             not
             know
             Whither
             I
             was
             going
             ?
             Can
             you
             Imagine
             ,
             that
             when
             I
             came
             out
             of
             the
             house
             this
             Morning
             ,
             I
             had
             any
             thoughts
             of
             going
             to
             Prison
             ?
             The
             Magistrate
             was
             well
             enough
             pleased
             at
             the
             fancy
             ,
             and
             Discharg'd
             him
             Upon
             it
             ,
             and
             so
             he
             went
             forward
             to
             the
             Hall
             ;
             Where
             among
             a
             world
             of
             People
             ,
             he
             saw
             one
             Man
             arrest
             another
             upon
             an
             Action
             of
             Debt
             .
             The
             Debtor
             Pleaded
             Poverty
             ;
             but
             if
             he
             would
             Compound
             for
             halfe
             ,
             it
             should
             go
             hard
             but
             he●…d
             make
             a
             Shift
             to
             Pick
             it
             up
             ,
             he
             said
             .
             Well
             with
             all
             my
             Heart
             ,
             says
             the
             Creditor
             ,
             Lay
             down
             the
             Mony
             upon
             the
             Nail
             ,
             and
             the
             Business
             is
             done
             :
             for
             a
             man
             had
             better
             Content
             himself
             with
             Halfe
             ,
             then
             Lose
             All
             ,
             And
             I
             reckon
             that
             Mony
             as
             good
             as
             lost
             ,
             that
             a
             Man
             must
             go
             to
             Law
             for
             ;
             Aesop
             upon
             this
             ,
             went
             back
             and
             told
             his
             Master
             ,
             that
             he
             had
             been
             at
             the
             Hall
             ,
             and
             saw
             but
             one
             Man
             there
             ;
             This
             was
             a
             Riddle
             to
             Xanthus
             ;
             Insomuch
             that
             he
             went
             himselfe
             to
             Learn
             the
             Truth
             of
             the
             Matter
             .
             When
             he
             came
             to
             the
             Place
             ,
             he
             found
             the
             Court
             extremely
             Thronged
             ,
             and
             turning
             short
             upon
             Aesop
             ,
             in
             great
             Indignation
             ,
             Sirrah
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             are
             All
             these
             People
             come
             since
             you
             told
             me
             there
             was
             but
             one
             Man
             here
             ?
             'T
             is
             very
             true
             ,
             says
             Aesop
             ,
             There
             was
             a
             Huge
             Crow●…d
             ,
             and
             yet
             but
             
               one
               Man
            
             that
             I
             could
             see
             in
             That
             vast
             Multitude
             .
             This
             seems
             to
             be
             taken
             out
             of
             the
             Life
             of
             Diogenes
             .
          
        
         
           
           
             
               CAP.
               XI
               .
               Xanthus
            
             undertakes
             to
             Drink
             the
             Sea
             dry
             .
          
           
             THERE
             happened
             not
             Long
             after
             This
             ,
             to
             be
             a
             Merry
             Meeting
             of
             Philosophers
             ;
             and
             Xanthus
             ,
             one
             of
             the
             Company
             .
             Xanthus
             had
             alreadie
             gotten
             a
             Cup
             too
             much
             ;
             and
             Aesop
             finding
             they
             were
             like
             to
             set
             out
             his
             hand
             ;
             Sir
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             't
             is
             the
             Humour
             of
             Bacchus
             ,
             they
             say
             ,
             first
             to
             make
             men
             Cheerfull
             ,
             and
             when
             they
             are
             past
             That
             ,
             to
             make
             'em
             Drunk
             ,
             and
             in
             the
             Conclusion
             ,
             to
             make
             them
             
               Mad.
               Xanthus
            
             took
             Offence
             at
             Aesop
             ;
             and
             told
             him
             ,
             That
             was
             a
             Lecture
             for
             Children
             .
             (
             Laertius
             makes
             this
             to
             be
             the
             saying
             of
             Anacharsis
             )
             The
             Cupps
             went
             round
             ,
             and
             Xanthus
             by
             this
             Time
             had
             taken
             his
             Load
             ,
             who
             was
             mightily
             given
             to
             talk
             in
             his
             Drink
             ;
             and
             whatever
             was
             uppermost
             ,
             out
             it
             came
             ,
             without
             either
             Fear
             or
             Wit.
             One
             of
             the
             Company
             observing
             the
             weak
             side
             of
             the
             Man
             ,
             took
             the
             Opportunity
             of
             Pumping
             him
             with
             several
             Questions
             .
             Xanthus
             (
             says
             he
             )
             I
             have
             read
             somewhere
             ,
             that
             it
             is
             Possible
             for
             a
             Man
             to
             Drink
             the
             Sea
             Dry
             ;
             but
             I
             can
             hardly
             believe
             it
             .
             Why
             says
             Xanthus
             ,
             I
             le
             venture
             my
             House
             and
             Land
             upon
             't
             ,
             that
             I
             do
             't
             my selfe
             .
             They
             Agreed
             upon
             the
             Wager
             ,
             and
             presently
             off
             went
             their
             Rings
             to
             Seal
             the
             Conditions
             .
             But
             Early
             the
             next
             Morning
             ,
             Xanthus
             missing
             his
             Ring
             ,
             thought
             it
             might
             be
             slipt
             off
             his
             Finger
             ,
             and
             asked
             Aesop
             about
             it
             .
             Why
             truly
             ,
             says
             Aesop
             ,
             I
             can
             say
             Nothing
             to
             the
             Loosing
             of
             your
             Ring
             ;
             But
             I
             can
             tell
             you
             that
             
               you
               Lost
               your
               House
               and
               Land
               last
               night
               :
            
             and
             so
             Aesop
             told
             him
             the
             Story
             on
             't
             ,
             which
             his
             Master
             it
             seems
             had
             utterly
             forgotten
             .
             Xanthus
             began
             now
             to
             Chew
             upon
             the
             Matter
             ,
             and
             it
             went
             to
             the
             Heart
             of
             him
             to
             consider
             ,
             That
             he
             could
             neither
             do
             the
             thing
             ,
             nor
             yet
             get
             quit
             of
             his
             Bonds
             .
             In
             this
             trouble
             of
             Thoughts
             he
             Consults
             Aesop
             ,
             (
             whose
             advice
             before
             he
             had
             rejected
             )
             what
             was
             to
             be
             done
             in
             the
             Case
             .
             I
             shall
             never
             forget
             ,
             says
             Xanthus
             ,
             how
             much
             I
             owe
             you
             for
             your
             Faithful
             Services
             ;
             and
             so
             with
             fair
             Words
             Aesop
             was
             prevailed
             upon
             to
             Undertake
             the
             bringing
             of
             him
             off
             .
             'T
             is
             Impossible
             to
             doe
             the
             thing
             (
             says
             he
             )
             but
             if
             I
             can
             find
             a
             way
             to
             Dissolve
             the
             Obligation
             ,
             and
             to
             gaine
             you
             Credit
             by
             it
             over
             and
             Above
             ,
             That
             's
             the
             Point
             I
             suppose
             that
             will
             do
             your
             business
             .
             The
             Time
             appointed
             ,
             says
             Aesop
             ,
             is
             now
             at
             hand
             ,
             Wherefore
             do
             you
             set
             a
             bold
             face
             upon
             it
             ,
             and
             goe
             to
             the
             
             
               Sea
               side
            
             with
             all
             your
             Servants
             and
             your
             Trinkets
             about
             you
             ,
             and
             put
             on
             a
             Countenance
             ,
             that
             you
             are
             just
             Now
             about
             to
             make
             good
             your
             Undertaking
             .
             You
             'l
             have
             Thousands
             of
             Spectators
             there
             ,
             and
             When
             they
             are
             got
             together
             ,
             let
             the
             Form
             of
             the
             Agreement
             and
             the
             Conditions
             be
             read
             ,
             Which
             runs
             to
             this
             Effect
             .
             That
             you
             are
             to
             Drink
             up
             the
             Sea
             by
             such
             a
             Certain
             Time
             ,
             or
             to
             forfeit
             your
             House
             and
             Land
             ,
             upon
             Such
             or
             Such
             a
             Consideration
             .
             When
             This
             is
             done
             ,
             call
             for
             a
             Great
             Glass
             ,
             and
             let
             it
             be
             filled
             with
             Sea-Water
             ,
             in
             the
             Sight
             of
             the
             Whole
             Multitude
             :
             Hold
             it
             up
             then
             in
             your
             Hand
             ,
             and
             say
             as
             Follows
             .
             
               You
               have
               heard
               Good
               People
               ,
               what
               I
               have
               Undertaken
               to
               do
               ,
               and
               upon
               what
               Penalty
               if
               I
               do
               not
               go
               Through
               with
               it
               .
               I
               confess
               the
               Agreement
               ,
               and
               the
               Matter
               of
               Fact
               as
               you
               have
               heard
               it
               ;
               and
               I
               am
               now
               about
               to
               drink
               up
               the
               Sea
               ;
               not
               the
               Rivers
               that
               run
               into
               't
               .
               And
               therefore
               let
               All
               the
               Inlets
               be
               Stopt
               ,
               that
               there
               be
               Nothing
               but
               pure
               Sea
               left
               me
               to
               drink
               ,
               And
               I
               am
               now
               ready
               to
               perform
               my
               part
               of
               the
               Agreement
               ,
               But
               for
               any
               drinking
               of
               the
               Rivers
               ,
               There
               is
               nothing
               Of
               that
               in
               the
               Contract
               .
            
             The
             People
             found
             it
             so
             clear
             a
             Case
             ,
             That
             they
             did
             not
             only
             agree
             to
             the
             Reason
             and
             Justice
             of
             Xanthus's
             Cause
             ,
             but
             hissed
             his
             Adversary
             out
             of
             the
             Field
             ;
             Who
             in
             the
             Conclusion
             made
             a
             Publique
             Acknowledgment
             ,
             that
             Xanthus
             was
             the
             Wiser
             and
             Better
             Man
             of
             the
             Two
             ;
             But
             desired
             the
             Contract
             might
             be
             made
             voyd
             ,
             and
             offer'd
             to
             Submit
             Himselfe
             further
             to
             such
             Arbitrators
             as
             Xanthus
             Himselfe
             should
             direct
             .
             Xanthus
             was
             so
             well
             pleased
             with
             the
             Character
             his
             Adversary
             had
             given
             him
             ,
             of
             a
             Wise
             Man
             ,
             That
             All
             was
             Passed
             over
             ,
             And
             a
             finall
             End
             made
             of
             the
             Dispute
             .
             Plutarch
             makes
             this
             to
             have
             be'n
             the
             Invention
             of
             Bias.
             
          
        
         
           
           
             
               CAP.
               XII
               .
               Aesop
            
             Baffles
             the
             Superstition
             of
             Augury
             .
          
           
             IN
             the
             days
             of
             Aesop
             ,
             The
             World
             was
             mightily
             addicted
             to
             Augury
             ;
             that
             is
             to
             say
             ,
             to
             the
             Gathering
             of
             Omens
             from
             the
             Cry
             and
             Flight
             of
             Birds
             .
             Upon
             this
             Account
             it
             was
             ,
             that
             Xanthus
             one
             Day
             sent
             Aesop
             into
             the
             Yard
             ,
             and
             bad
             him
             look
             well
             about
             him
             .
             If
             you
             see
             
               Two
               Crows
            
             (
             says
             he
             )
             you
             'l
             have
             
               good
               Luck
            
             after
             it
             ,
             but
             if
             you
             should
             Chance
             to
             spye
             
               One
               Crow
               Single
            
             ,
             't
             is
             a
             
               Bad
               Omen
            
             ,
             and
             some
             Ill
             will
             betide
             you
             .
             Aesop
             stept
             out
             and
             came
             Immediately
             back
             again
             ,
             and
             told
             his
             Master
             that
             he
             had
             seen
             
               Two
               Crows
            
             .
             Hereupon
             Xanthus
             went
             out
             himself
             ,
             and
             finding
             but
             One
             ,
             (
             for
             the
             Other
             was
             flown
             away
             )
             he
             fell
             Outragiously
             upon
             Aesop
             for
             making
             Sport
             with
             him
             ,
             And
             order'd
             him
             to
             be
             soundly
             Lash'd
             for
             't
             ,
             but
             just
             as
             they
             were
             stripping
             him
             for
             the
             Execution
             ,
             In
             comes
             One
             to
             Invite
             Xanthus
             abroad
             to
             Supper
             .
             Well
             Master
             ,
             says
             Aesop
             ,
             and
             where
             's
             the
             Credit
             of
             your
             Augury
             Now
             ?
             When
             ,
             I
             that
             saw
             Two
             Crows
             ,
             am
             to
             be
             
               beaten
               like
            
             a
             Dog
             ,
             and
             You
             that
             saw
             but
             One
             ,
             are
             going
             to
             
               make
               merry
            
             with
             your
             Friends
             ?
             The
             Reason
             and
             Quickness
             of
             this
             Reflexion
             ,
             Pacified
             the
             Master
             for
             the
             Present
             ,
             and
             saved
             the
             Poor
             Fellow
             a
             sound
             Whipping
             .
          
        
         
           
             
               CAP.
               XIII
               .
               Aesop
            
             finds
             hidden
             Treasure
             .
          
           
             AS
             Xanthus
             was
             Walking
             once
             among
             certain
             Monuments
             ,
             with
             Aesop
             at
             his
             Heels
             ;
             and
             Plodding
             upon
             several
             Epitaphs
             ,
             there
             was
             one
             Inscription
             in
             
               Greek
               Letters
            
             ,
             that
             Xanthus
             with
             all
             the
             Skill
             he
             had
             ,
             could
             not
             tell
             what
             to
             make
             of
             .
             Well
             ,
             says
             Aesop
             ,
             let
             me
             see
             a
             Little
             If
             I
             can
             Uncypher
             it
             .
             And
             so
             after
             laying
             Things
             and
             Things
             together
             a
             While
             ,
             Master
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             What
             will
             you
             give
             me
             ,
             If
             I
             find
             you
             out
             a
             Pott
             of
             Hidden
             Treasure
             now
             ?
             One
             Halfe
             of
             it
             ,
             says
             Xanthus
             ,
             and
             your
             Liberty
             .
             So
             Aesop
             fell
             to
             Digging
             ,
             a
             Matter
             of
             four
             Yards
             from
             the
             Stone
             that
             had
             the
             Inscription
             ;
             and
             there
             found
             a
             Pott
             of
             Gold
             which
             he
             took
             up
             and
             Delivered
             to
             his
             Master
             ;
             and
             Claimed
             his
             Promise
             .
             Well
             ,
             says
             
             Xanthus
             ,
             I
             'le
             be
             as
             good
             as
             my
             Word
             ;
             but
             you
             must
             first
             shew
             me
             how
             you
             came
             to
             know
             there
             was
             Treasure
             ,
             by
             the
             Inscription
             :
             for
             I
             had
             rather
             be
             Master
             of
             That
             Secret
             ,
             then
             of
             the
             very
             Gold
             it self
             .
             Aesop
             Innocently
             opened
             the
             whole
             Matter
             to
             him
             .
             Look
             you
             Sr
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             Here
             are
             these
             Letters
             .
             α
             ;
             β
             ;
             δ
             ;
             ω
             ;
             ε
             ;
             θ
             ;
             χ
             ;
             which
             are
             to
             be
             thus
             Interpreted
             ,
             α
             stands
             for
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ;
             β
             for
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ;
             δ
             for
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ;
             ω
             for
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ;
             ε
             for
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ;
             θ
             for
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ;
             χ
             for
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ;
             In
             English
             ,
             
               dig
               Four
               Paces
               from
               this
               Place
               ,
               and
               you
               shall
               find
               Gold.
            
             Now
             ,
             says
             Xanthus
             ,
             if
             you
             are
             so
             good
             at
             finding
             out
             Gold
             ,
             you
             and
             I
             must
             not
             part
             yet
             .
             Come
             Sir
             ,
             says
             Aesop
             ,
             (
             perceiving
             that
             his
             Master
             play'd
             Fast
             and
             Loose
             with
             him
             )
             To
             deal
             freely
             with
             you
             ,
             This
             Treasure
             belongs
             to
             King
             Dionysius
             .
             How
             do
             you
             know
             that
             ?
             says
             Xanthus
             .
             Why
             by
             the
             very
             Inscription
             ,
             says
             Aesop
             :
             for
             in
             That
             Sence
             ,
             α
             stands
             for
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ;
             β
             for
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ;
             δ
             for
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ;
             ω
             for
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ;
             ε
             for
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ;
             θ
             for
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ;
             χ
             for
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             .
             In
             English
             ,
             Give
             Dionysius
             
               the
               Gold
               you
               have
               found
               .
               Xanthus
            
             began
             to
             be
             affraid
             when
             he
             heard
             it
             was
             The
             Kings
             Mony
             ,
             and
             Charged
             Aesop
             to
             make
             no
             Words
             on
             't
             ,
             and
             he
             should
             have
             the
             One
             Halfe.
             'T
             is
             well
             ,
             says
             Aesop
             ;
             but
             This
             is
             not
             so
             much
             your
             own
             Bounty
             yet
             ,
             as
             The
             Intention
             of
             Him
             that
             Bury'd
             it
             ;
             for
             the
             very
             same
             Letters
             direct
             the
             Dividing
             of
             it
             .
             As
             for
             Example
             once
             again
             Now.
             α
             stands
             for
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ;
             β
             for
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ;
             δ
             for
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ;
             ω
             for
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ;
             ε
             for
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ;
             θ
             for
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ;
             χ
             for
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ;
             In
             English
             ,
             
               Divide
               the
               Gold
               that
               you
               have
               found
               .
            
             Why
             then
             ,
             says
             Xanthus
             ,
             let
             us
             go
             home
             and
             share
             it
             .
             No
             sooner
             were
             they
             got
             Home
             ,
             but
             Aesop
             was
             presently
             lay'd
             by
             the
             Heels
             ,
             for
             fear
             of
             Blabbing
             ,
             crying
             out
             as
             Loud
             as
             he
             could
             ,
             This
             comes
             of
             trusting
             to
             the
             Faith
             of
             a
             Philosopher
             ;
             The
             Reproch
             Nettled
             his
             Master
             :
             But
             however
             he
             caused
             his
             Shackles
             to
             be
             taken
             off
             upon
             't
             ,
             and
             Admonished
             Aesop
             to
             keep
             his
             Licentious
             Tongue
             in
             a
             Little
             better
             Order
             for
             the
             future
             ,
             if
             ever
             he
             hoped
             to
             have
             his
             Liberty
             .
             For
             That
             ,
             says
             Aesop
             ,
             Prophetically
             ,
             I
             shall
             not
             Need
             to
             Beg
             it
             of
             you
             as
             a
             favour
             ,
             for
             in
             a
             very
             few
             dayes
             I
             shall
             have
             my
             Freedom
             ,
             whether
             you
             will
             or
             no.
             
          
        
         
           
           
             
               CAP.
               XIV
               .
               Aesop
            
             Expounds
             upon
             an
             Augury
             ,
             and
             is
             made
             Free.
             
          
           
             AESOP
             had
             thus
             far
             born
             All
             the
             Indignities
             of
             a
             Tedious
             Slavery
             ,
             with
             the
             Constancy
             of
             a
             Wise
             Man
             ,
             and
             without
             either
             Vanity
             or
             Abjection
             of
             Mind
             .
             He
             was
             not
             Ignorant
             however
             of
             his
             own
             Value
             ;
             Neither
             did
             he
             Neglect
             any
             honest
             Way
             or
             Occasion
             of
             Advancing
             his
             Name
             and
             his
             Credit
             in
             the
             World
             ;
             as
             in
             One
             Particular
             Instance
             among
             the
             Samians
             ,
             on
             a
             Strange
             Thing
             that
             happened
             There
             upon
             a
             Very
             Solemn
             Day
             .
             The
             Ring
             ,
             it
             seems
             ,
             that
             had
             the
             Towne-Seale
             upon
             't
             was
             lay'd
             somewhere
             in
             Sight
             ,
             Where
             an
             Eagle
             could
             come
             at
             it
             ;
             She
             took
             it
             up
             in
             the
             Aire
             ,
             and
             dropt
             it
             into
             the
             Bosome
             of
             a
             Slave
             .
             The
             Samians
             took
             this
             for
             a
             Fore-boding
             ,
             that
             Threat'ned
             some
             dismal
             Calamity
             to
             the
             State
             ,
             and
             in
             a
             general
             Consternation
             They
             presently
             called
             a
             Councell
             of
             their
             Wise
             Men
             ;
             and
             Xanthus
             in
             the
             first
             Place
             ,
             to
             give
             their
             Opinions
             upon
             This
             Mysterious
             Accident
             .
             They
             were
             All
             at
             a
             Loss
             what
             to
             Think
             on
             't
             ;
             only
             Xanthus
             desired
             some
             few
             Days
             time
             for
             further
             Consideration
             .
             Upon
             This
             ,
             he
             betook
             himselfe
             to
             his
             Study
             ,
             and
             the
             More
             he
             Beat
             his
             Brains
             about
             it
             ,
             the
             further
             he
             found
             himselfe
             from
             any
             hope
             of
             Expounding
             The
             Secret.
             This
             put
             him
             into
             a
             deep
             Melancholly
             ;
             which
             made
             Aesop
             very
             Importune
             ,
             and
             Impatient
             ,
             to
             know
             the
             Cause
             of
             it
             ;
             with
             Assurances
             ,
             That
             he
             would
             serve
             his
             Master
             in
             The
             Affair
             ,
             Whatever
             it
             was
             ,
             to
             the
             Uttermost
             of
             his
             Power
             .
             Xanthus
             hereupon
             laid
             the
             Whole
             Matter
             before
             him
             ,
             and
             told
             him
             in
             Conclusion
             ,
             that
             he
             was
             not
             only
             lost
             in
             his
             Reputation
             ,
             but
             in
             Danger
             to
             be
             Torn
             to
             Pieces
             by
             the
             Rabble
             .
             When
             Aesop
             found
             how
             the
             Case
             stood
             ,
             Never
             Trouble
             your
             Head
             any
             further
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             Do
             but
             follow
             my
             Advice
             ,
             and
             I
             'le
             bring
             you
             off
             as
             well
             now
             as
             ever
             I
             did
             before
             .
             When
             you
             Appear
             to
             Morrow
             to
             give
             in
             your
             Answer
             ,
             I
             would
             have
             you
             Speak
             to
             the
             People
             after
             this
             Manner
             .
          
           
             
               I
               need
               not
               tell
               your
               Wisdoms
               ,
               That
            
             so
             Many
             Heads
             so
             Many
             Minds
             ,
             
               and
               so
               many
               severall
               Men
               ,
               so
               many
               severall
               Conceptions
               of
               Things
               ;
               Nay
               and
               further
               ,
               That
               every
               severall
               Art
               ,
               or
               Profession
               requires
               a
               Distinct
               Faculty
               or
               Disposition
               ,
               that
               is
               more
               or
               less
               Peculiar
               to
               it self
               .
               It
               is
               the
               Custom
               of
               the
               World
               for
               People
               in
               All
               Cases
               where
               They
               are
               either
               Ignorant
               or
               Doubtfull
               ,
               to
               Repair
               to
               Men
               that
               have
               the
               Reputation
               of
            
             
             
               Philosophers
               ,
               for
               Councell
               and
               Satisfaction
               .
               But
               this
               ,
               under
               favour
               ,
               is
               a
               Great
               Mistake
               ;
               for
               it
               is
               with
               Philosophers
               ,
               as
               it
               is
               ,
               I
               say
               ,
               with
               other
               Arts
               and
               Professions
               that
               have
               their
               Functions
               a
               part
               the
               One
               from
               the
               Other
               .
               Wisdom
               ,
               't
               is
               true
               ,
               may
               be
               called
               properly
               enough
               the
               Knowledge
               of
               Things
               Divine
               and
               Humane
               ,
               but
               will
               you
               therefore
               expect
               that
               a
               Philosopher
               should
               do
               the
               Office
               of
               a
               Shoomaker
               or
               a
               Barber
               ,
               because
               the
               Trades
               are
               conversant
               about
               Humane
               Things
               ?
               No
               No
               Gentlemen
               ,
               a
               Man
               may
               be
               a
               Great
               Philosopher
               without
               any
               Skill
               at
               All
               in
               the
               Handling
               of
               the
               Awl
               ,
               or
               the
               Razor
               .
               But
               if
               the
               Question
               were
               Concerning
               the
               Government
               of
               Life
               and
               Manners
               ,
               the
               Nature
               of
               Things
               Celestial
               or
               Terrestrial
               ;
               The
               Duties
               that
               we
               owe
               to
               God
               or
               Man
               ;
               you
               could
               not
               do
               better
               then
               repair
               to
               Philosophers
               for
               satisfaction
               .
               But
               for
               reading
               upon
               Prodigies
               ;
               or
               Commenting
               upon
               the
               Flights
               of
               Birds
               ,
               or
               the
               Entrails
               of
               Beasts
               ,
               These
               are
               Things
               quite
               Beside
               the
               Philosophers
               Business
               .
               If
               there
               be
               any
               thing
               you
               doubt
               of
               that
               falls
               under
               the
               Cognizance
               of
               Philosophy
               ,
               I
               am
               ready
               to
               serve
               you
               in●…t
               ;
               But
               your
               present
               Point
               being
            
             Augury
             ,
             
               I
               shall
               take
               leave
               to
               Acquaint
               you
               that
               a
               Servant
               I
               have
               at
               home
               ,
               is
               as
               likely
               to
               make
               a
               Right
               Iudgment
               that
               way
               as
               any
               Man
               I
               know
               .
               I
               should
               not
               Presume
               to
               name
               a
               Servant
               ;
               Neither
               Perchance
               would
               you
               think
               fit
               to
               make
               use
               of
               one
               ;
               If
               the
               Necessity
               of
               your
               present
               Distress
               ,
               were
               not
               a
               very
               Competent
               and
               Reasonable
               Excuse
               .
            
          
           
             Here
             's
             your
             Speech
             ,
             says
             Aesop
             ;
             and
             your
             Credit
             sav'd
             whether
             They
             'l
             hear
             me
             or
             Not.
             If
             they
             send
             for
             me
             ,
             The
             Honour
             will
             be
             yours
             ,
             in
             Case
             I
             Deliver
             my self
             to
             their
             Liking
             ,
             and
             the
             Disgrace
             will
             be
             Mine
             then
             if
             I
             Miscarry
             .
             His
             Master
             was
             pleased
             beyond
             Measure
             with
             the
             Advice
             ,
             but
             he
             did
             not
             as
             yet
             Understand
             Whether
             it
             Tended
             .
          
           
             Xanthus
             Presented
             himselfe
             Early
             the
             next
             Morning
             before
             the
             Councell
             ,
             Where
             he
             Dilated
             Upon
             The
             Matter
             according
             to
             his
             Instructions
             ,
             and
             so
             referr'd
             Them
             to
             his
             Servant
             for
             the
             Clearing
             of
             the
             Difficulty
             .
             The
             People
             with
             one
             Voyce
             cry'd
             out
             
               Where
               is
               he
               ?
               Why
               does
               he
               not
               Appear
               ?
               Why
               has
               not
               his
               Master
               Brought
               him
               along
               with
               him
               ?
            
             In
             short
             ,
             Aesop
             was
             Immediately
             fetch'd
             into
             the
             Court
             ,
             and
             at
             the
             very
             First
             Sight
             of
             him
             ,
             They
             All
             burst
             out
             a
             Laughing
             by
             Consent
             .
             This
             Fellow
             ,
             says
             one
             ,
             may
             have
             Skill
             perhaps
             in
             Divining
             ,
             but
             he
             has
             Nothing
             that
             's
             Humane
             about
             him
             .
             Another
             asked
             Where
             he
             was
             Born
             ,
             and
             whether
             or
             no
             Blocks
             had
             the
             Faculty
             of
             Speech
             in
             his
             Country
             .
             Aesop
             ,
             upon
             This
             ,
             Address'd
             himselfe
             to
             the
             Councell
             .
          
           
             
               You
               have
               here
               before
               ye
            
             ,
             (
             says
             Aesop
             )
             
               an
               Ungracious
               Figure
               of
               a
               Man
               ,
               which
               in
               truth
               is
               not
               a
               Subject
               for
               your
               Contempt
               ,
               Nor
               is
               it
               a
               Reasonable
               Ground
               for
               your
               Despaire
               ,
               upon
               the
               Matter
               in
               Question
               .
               One
            
             
             
               Wise
               Man
               values
               Another
               for
               his
               Understanding
               ,
               not
               for
               his
               Beauty
               ;
               Beside
               that
               the
               Deformity
               of
               my
               Person
               is
               no
               Incapacity
               at
               All
               as
               to
               your
               Business
               .
               Did
               you
               never
               tast
               Delicious
               drink
               out
               of
               an
               Ill
               Look'd
               Vessell
               ?
               or
               did
               you
               never
               drink
               Wine
               that
               was
               Vapid
               ,
               or
               Eager
               ,
               out
               of
               a
               Vessell
               of
               Gold
               ?
               'T
               is
               Sagacity
               and
               Strength
               of
               Reason
               that
               you
               have
               Occasion
               for
               ,
               not
               the
               force
               of
               Robust
               Limbs
               ,
               nor
               the
               Delicacies
               of
               Colour
               and
               Proportion
               .
               Wherefore
               I
               must
               Beseech
               ye
               not
               to
               Iudge
               of
               My
               Mind
               by
               my
               Body
               ,
               nor
               to
               Condemn
               me
               Unheard
               .
            
             Upon
             this
             ,
             they
             All
             cry'd
             out
             to
             him
             ,
             If
             he
             had
             any
             thing
             to
             say
             for
             the
             Common
             Good
             ,
             That
             he
             would
             speak
             it
             .
             
               With
               your
               favour
            
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             
               It
               is
               for
               that
               End
               I
               presume
               ,
               that
               ye
               have
               called
               me
               hither
               ,
               and
               it
               is
               with
               a
               Great
               Zeal
               for
               your
               Service
               ,
               that
               I
               stand
               now
               before
               ye
               :
               But
               when
               I
               consider
               the
               Weight
               of
               the
               Matter
               in
               hand
               ,
               and
               the
               Office
               That
               I
               am
               now
               to
               Perform
               ,
               it
               will
               as
               little
               stand
               with
               your
               Honors
               Perhaps
               ,
               to
               take
               the
               Opinion
               of
               a
               Slave
               into
               your
               Councells
               and
               Debates
               ,
               as
               it
               will
               with
               my
               Condition
               to
               offer
               it
               .
               Beside
               the
               Risque
               I
               run
               of
               my
               Masters
               Displeasure
               upon
               the
               Event
               .
               But
               All
               This
               may
               yet
               be
               Obviated
               ,
               my
               Fears
               secured
               ,
               my
               Modesty
               gratify'd
               ,
               and
               your
               own
               Dignity
               preserved
               ,
               only
               by
               making
               me
               a
               Freeman
               before
               hand
               ,
               to
               Qualify
               me
               for
               the
               Function
               .
            
             They
             All
             said
             it
             was
             a
             Most
             Reasonable
             Thing
             ,
             and
             presently
             Treated
             about
             the
             Price
             of
             his
             Liberty
             ,
             and
             order'd
             the
             Quaestors
             to
             pay
             down
             the
             Mony.
             When
             Xanthus
             saw
             that
             the
             thing
             must
             be
             done
             ,
             He
             could
             not
             Decently
             stand
             Higgling
             about
             the
             Price
             ;
             But
             making
             a
             Virtue
             of
             Necessity
             ,
             he
             chose
             rather
             to
             
               Present
               Aesop
            
             to
             the
             Common-Wealth
             ,
             then
             to
             Sell
             him
             .
             The
             Samians
             took
             it
             very
             kindly
             ,
             And
             Aesop
             was
             Presently
             Manumiz'd
             ,
             and
             made
             a
             Citizen
             in
             Form
             ,
             Proclaim●…d
             a
             Freeman
             ;
             and
             after
             this
             Ceremony
             ,
             he
             Discoursed
             upon
             the
             Subject
             of
             the
             Portent
             as
             follows
             .
          
           
             
               I
               shall
               not
               need
               to
               tell
               so
               many
               Wise
               and
               Knowing
               Men
               ,
               that
               the
               Eagle
               is
               a
               Royal
               Bird
               ,
               and
               signifies
               a
               Great
               King
               ;
               that
               the
               Dropping
               of
               the
               Ring
               into
               the
               Bosom
               of
               a
               Slave
               that
               has
               no
               Power
               over
               himself
               ,
               portends
               the
               Loss
               of
               Your
               Liberties
               ,
               if
               you
               do
               not
               look
               to
               your selves
               in
               Time
               ;
               And
               that
               some
               Potent
               Prince
               has
               a
               Design
               upon
               ye
               .
            
             This
             put
             the
             Samians
             all
             a-fire
             to
             hear
             the
             Issue
             of
             the
             Prediction
             .
             In
             some
             short
             time
             after
             there
             came
             Ambassadors
             from
             Croesus
             the
             King
             of
             Lydia
             ,
             to
             Demand
             a
             Tribute
             on
             the
             Behalfe
             of
             their
             Master
             ,
             and
             Threat●…ned
             the
             Samians
             with
             a
             Warr
             in
             Case
             of
             a
             Refusal
             .
             This
             Affair
             came
             to
             be
             Debated
             in
             the
             Councell
             ,
             where
             the
             Majority
             was
             rather
             for
             Peace
             with
             Slavery
             ,
             then
             for
             running
             the
             Risque
             of
             a
             Dispute
             ;
             but
             they
             would
             not
             come
             to
             a
             Resolution
             yet
             ,
             without
             first
             Consulting
             Aesop
             What
             They
             had
             best
             to
             do
             ;
             Who
             gave
             Them
             his
             Thoughts
             upon
             't
             in
             Words
             to
             This
             Effect
             .
          
           
           
             
               Every
               Man
               in
               this
               World
               has
               Two
               Wayes
               before
               him
               ,
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               first
               ,
               The
               Way
               of
               Liberty
               ,
               that
               's
               Narrow
               and
               Rugged
               at
               the
               Entrance
               ,
               but
               plainer
               and
               Smoother
               still
               the
               further
               you
               go
               .
            
             Secondly
             ,
             
               The
               Way
               of
               Servitude
               or
               Slavery
               ,
               that
               seems
               to
               be
               Easie
               at
               first
               ,
               but
               you
               'l
               find
               it
               afterwards
               to
               be
               full
               of
               Intolerable
               Difficulties
               .
            
             The
             Samians
             ,
             upon
             These
             Words
             ,
             Declared
             themselves
             Unanimously
             for
             Liberty
             ,
             and
             that
             since
             they
             were
             at
             present
             Free
             ,
             They
             would
             never
             make
             Themselves
             Slaves
             by
             their
             own
             Consent
             :
             So
             the
             Ambassadors
             Departed
             ,
             and
             there
             was
             a
             War
             Denounced
             .
          
           
             When
             Croesus
             came
             to
             Understand
             the
             Resolution
             the
             Samians
             had
             taken
             ,
             and
             how
             Inclinable
             they
             were
             to
             a
             Complyance
             ,
             'till
             Aesop
             ,
             by
             the
             Power
             only
             of
             a
             few
             words
             ,
             Diverted
             them
             from
             it
             ,
             he
             Resolv'd
             to
             send
             for
             and
             Discourse
             with
             Aesop.
             So
             He
             made
             an
             Offer
             to
             the
             Samians
             ,
             upon
             their
             sending
             Aesop
             to
             him
             ,
             to
             put
             a
             Stop
             at
             present
             to
             the
             course
             of
             his
             Arms.
             When
             Aesop
             came
             to
             hear
             of
             their
             Proposition
             ,
             he
             told
             them
             That
             he
             was
             not
             against
             their
             sending
             of
             him
             ,
             Provided
             only
             that
             he
             might
             tell
             them
             One
             Story
             before
             he
             Left
             them
             .
          
           
             
               In
               Old
               Time
            
             ,
             (
             says
             he
             )
             
               when
               some
               Beasts
               talked
               better
               Sence
               then
               Many
               Men
               do
               now
               a
               days
               ,
               there
               happened
               to
               be
               a
               Fierce
               War
               betwixt
               the
               Wolves
               and
               the
               Sheep
               ,
               And
               the
               Sheep
               ,
               by
               the
               help
               of
               the
               Dogs
               ,
               had
               rather
               the
               Better
               on
               't
               .
               The
               Wolves
               ,
               upon
               This
               ,
               offer'd
               the
               Sheep
               a
               Peace
               ,
               on
               Condition
               only
               that
               they
               might
               have
               their
               Dogs
               for
               Hostages
               ,
               The
               Silly
               credulous
               Sheep
               agreed
               to
               't
               ,
               and
               as
               soon
               as
               ever
               they
               had
               parted
               with
               the
               Dogs
               ,
               The
               Wolves
               brake
               in
               upon
               them
               ,
               and
               Destroy'd
               them
               at
               pleasure
               .
            
             See
             Fab.
             45.
             
          
           
             The
             Samians
             quickly
             smelt
             out
             the
             Moral
             of
             this
             Fable
             ,
             and
             cry'd
             out
             ,
             One
             and
             All
             ,
             that
             they
             would
             not
             part
             with
             Aesop
             :
             But
             this
             did
             not
             hinder
             Aesop
             however
             from
             putting
             himself
             abord
             ,
             and
             taking
             a
             Passage
             for
             Lydia
             with
             the
             Ambassadors
             .
          
        
         
           
           
             
               CAP.
               XV.
               Aesop.
            
             Presents
             himselfe
             before
             the
             King
             of
             Lydia
             .
          
           
             IMmediately
             Upon
             Aesop's
             Arrival
             in
             Lydia
             ,
             he
             Presented
             himselfe
             before
             the
             King
             ,
             who
             looking
             upon
             him
             with
             Contempt
             ,
             Hatred
             ,
             and
             Indignation
             ;
             Is
             This
             a
             Man
             says
             he
             ,
             to
             hinder
             the
             King
             of
             Lydia
             from
             being
             Master
             of
             
               Samos
               ?
               Aesop
            
             then
             with
             a
             Reverence
             after
             the
             Lydian
             Fashion
             ,
             deliver
             ▪
             d
             what
             he
             had
             to
             say
             .
          
           
             
               I
               am
               not
               here
            
             (
             says
             he
             ,
             
               Great
               King
            
             )
             
               in
               the
               Quality
               of
               a
               Man
               that
               's
               Given
               up
               by
               his
               Country
               ,
               or
               under
               the
               Compulsion
               of
               any
               force
               ;
               But
               it
               is
               of
               my
               own
               Accord
               that
               I
               am
               now
               come
               to
               lay
               my selfe
               at
               your
               Majesties
               feet
               ,
               and
               with
               this
               only
               Request
               ,
               that
               you
               will
               vouchsafe
               me
               the
               Honour
               of
               your
               Royal
               Eare
               ,
               and
               Patience
               but
               for
               a
               few
               words
               .
            
          
           
             There
             was
             a
             Boy
             hunting
             of
             Locusts
             ,
             and
             he
             had
             the
             Fortune
             to
             take
             a
             Grasshopper
             .
             She
             found
             he
             was
             about
             to
             kill
             her
             ,
             and
             Pleaded
             after
             this
             Manner
             for
             her
             Life
             .
             Alas
             (
             says
             she
             )
             I
             never
             did
             any
             Body
             an
             Injury
             ,
             and
             never
             had
             it
             either
             in
             my
             Will
             or
             in
             my
             Power
             to
             do
             't
             .
             All
             my
             Business
             is
             my
             Song
             ;
             and
             what
             will
             you
             be
             the
             Better
             for
             my
             Death
             ?
             The
             Youth's
             Heart
             relented
             and
             he
             set
             the
             Simple
             Grasshopper
             at
             Liberty
             .
          
           
             Your
             Majesty
             has
             now
             that
             Innocent
             Creature
             before
             you
             :
             There
             's
             Nothing
             that
             I
             can
             pretend
             to
             
               but
               my
               Voyce
               ,
               which
               I
               have
               ever
               employ'd
               so
               far
               as
               in
               me
               Lay
               ,
               to
               the
               Service
               of
               Mankind
               .
            
             The
             King
             was
             so
             Tenderly
             moved
             with
             the
             Modesty
             and
             Prudence
             of
             the
             Man
             ,
             That
             he
             did
             not
             only
             give
             him
             his
             Life
             ,
             but
             bad
             him
             ask
             any
             thing
             further
             that
             he
             had
             a
             Mind
             to
             ,
             and
             it
             should
             be
             Granted
             him
             .
             Why
             then
             ,
             says
             Aesop
             ,
             (
             with
             that
             Veneration
             ,
             Gratitude
             and
             Respect
             that
             the
             Case
             required
             )
             I
             do
             most
             humbly
             implore
             your
             Majesties
             favour
             for
             my
             Country-Men
             the
             Samians
             .
             The
             King
             Granted
             him
             his
             Request
             ,
             and
             Confirmed
             it
             under
             his
             Seale
             ;
             Beside
             that
             the
             Piety
             of
             making
             that
             Petition
             his
             Choice
             ,
             was
             a
             further
             Recommendation
             of
             him
             to
             his
             Royal
             Kindness
             and
             Esteem
             .
          
           
             Aesop
             ,
             soon
             after
             This
             ,
             returned
             to
             Samos
             with
             the
             News
             of
             the
             Peace
             ,
             where
             he
             was
             Wellcomed
             with
             All
             the
             Instances
             of
             Joy
             and
             Thankfulness
             Imaginable
             ;
             Insomuch
             that
             they
             Erected
             a
             Statue
             for
             him
             ,
             with
             an
             Inscription
             upon
             it
             ,
             in
             Honour
             of
             his
             Memory
             .
             From
             Samos
             he
             returned
             afterwards
             to
             Croesus
             ,
             for
             whose
             Sake
             he
             Composed
             several
             of
             
               Those
               Apologues
            
             that
             Pass
             in
             the
             World
             to
             This
             Day
             under
             his
             Name
             .
             His
             Fancy
             lay
             extremely
             to
             Travelling
             ;
             
             but
             above
             All
             other
             Places
             ,
             he
             had
             the
             Greatest
             Mind
             to
             see
             Babylon
             :
             To
             which
             End
             he
             got
             Letters
             of
             Recommendation
             from
             Croesus
             to
             the
             King
             there
             :
             who
             ,
             according
             to
             Herodotus
             ,
             was
             a
             Friend
             ,
             and
             an
             Ally
             of
             Croesus's
             ,
             and
             his
             Name
             ,
             Labynetus
             ;
             not
             Lycerus
             ,
             as
             Planudes
             has
             Handed
             it
             down
             to
             us
             upon
             a
             Great
             Mistake
             .
             But
             his
             Curiosity
             led
             him
             first
             to
             pass
             through
             Greece
             ,
             for
             the
             sake
             of
             the
             
               Seven
               VVise
               Men
            
             ,
             whose
             Reputation
             was
             at
             That
             Time
             Famous
             All
             over
             the
             World.
             He
             had
             the
             Good
             Hap
             in
             his
             Travels
             to
             find
             them
             at
             Corinth
             ,
             together
             with
             Anacharsis
             ,
             and
             several
             of
             their
             Followers
             and
             Disciples
             ,
             Where
             they
             were
             All
             Treated
             by
             Periander
             at
             a
             Villa
             of
             his
             not
             far
             off
             the
             Towne
             .
             This
             Encounter
             was
             to
             the
             Common
             Satisfaction
             of
             the
             Whole
             Company
             ;
             the
             Entertainment
             Philosophical
             ,
             and
             Agreeable
             ,
             and
             among
             other
             Discourses
             ,
             they
             had
             some
             Controversy
             upon
             the
             Subject
             of
             Government
             ;
             and
             which
             was
             the
             most
             Excellent
             Form
             :
             Aesop
             being
             still
             for
             Monarchy
             ,
             and
             the
             Rest
             for
             a
             Common-wealth
             .
             He
             Travell'd
             thence
             ,
             a
             while
             after
             into
             Asia
             ,
             and
             so
             to
             Babylon
             ,
             according
             to
             his
             first
             Intention
             .
          
        
         
           
             
               CAP.
               XVI
               .
               Aesop
            
             Adopts
             Ennus's
             Ingratitude
             and
             Falseness
             ,
             and
             Aesop's
             Good
             Nature
             .
          
           
             IT
             was
             the
             Fashion
             in
             those
             Days
             ,
             for
             Princes
             to
             Exercise
             Tryalls
             of
             Skill
             in
             the
             Putting
             and
             Resolving
             of
             Riddles
             ,
             and
             Intricate
             Questions
             ;
             and
             He
             that
             was
             the
             Best
             at
             the
             Clearing
             or
             Untying
             of
             Knotty
             Difficulties
             carry'd
             the
             Prize
             .
             Aesop's
             Faculty
             lay
             notably
             that
             way
             ,
             and
             render'd
             him
             so
             serviceable
             to
             the
             King
             ,
             that
             it
             brought
             him
             both
             Reputation
             and
             Reward
             .
             It
             was
             his
             Unhappiness
             to
             have
             No
             Children
             ,
             for
             the
             Comfort
             and
             Support
             of
             his
             Old
             Age
             ;
             So
             that
             with
             the
             Kings
             Consent
             ,
             he
             Adopted
             a
             young
             Man
             ,
             who
             was
             Well
             Born
             ,
             and
             Ingenious
             enough
             ,
             but
             Poor
             ;
             His
             Name
             was
             
               Ennus
               .
               Aesop
            
             took
             as
             much
             care
             of
             his
             Institution
             ,
             as
             if
             he
             had
             been
             his
             own
             Child
             ,
             and
             Train'd
             him
             up
             in
             those
             Principles
             of
             Vertue
             and
             Knowledge
             that
             might
             most
             probably
             render
             him
             Great
             and
             Happy
             .
             But
             there
             's
             no
             working
             upon
             a
             Flagitious
             and
             Perverse
             Nature
             ,
             by
             Kindness
             and
             Discipline
             ,
             and
             t
             is
             time
             lost
             to
             think
             of
             Mastering
             so
             Incurable
             an
             Evil
             :
             So
             that
             Ennus
             ,
             after
             the
             Manner
             of
             other
             Wicked
             Men
             ,
             heaping
             One
             Villany
             upon
             
             another
             ,
             Counterfeits
             his
             Fathers
             Name
             and
             Hand
             to
             Certain
             Letters
             ,
             wherein
             he
             Promises
             his
             Assistance
             to
             the
             Neighbour
             Princes
             against
             Labynetus
             .
             These
             Letters
             Ennus
             carry's
             to
             the
             King
             ,
             and
             Charges
             his
             Father
             with
             Treason
             ,
             though
             in
             Appearance
             ,
             with
             All
             the
             trouble
             and
             unwillingness
             that
             was
             possible
             ,
             Only
             a
             Sense
             of
             his
             Duty
             to
             his
             King
             and
             to
             his
             Country
             ,
             swallow'd
             up
             All
             other
             Respects
             of
             Reverence
             and
             Modesty
             that
             a
             Son
             ows
             to
             a
             Father
             .
             The
             King
             took
             All
             These
             Calumnies
             for
             Instances
             of
             Ennus's
             Affections
             to
             him
             ,
             without
             the
             Least
             Suspition
             of
             any
             Fraud
             in
             the
             Matter
             :
             So
             that
             without
             any
             further
             Enquiry
             ,
             he
             ordered
             Aesop
             to
             be
             put
             to
             Death
             .
             The
             Persons
             to
             whom
             the
             Care
             of
             his
             Execution
             was
             Committed
             ,
             being
             well
             Assured
             of
             his
             Innocence
             ,
             and
             of
             the
             Kings
             Ungovernable
             Passions
             ,
             took
             him
             out
             of
             the
             way
             ,
             and
             Gave
             it
             out
             that
             he
             was
             Dead
             .
             Some
             few
             Dayes
             after
             this
             ,
             there
             came
             Letters
             to
             Labynetus
             from
             Antasis
             the
             King
             of
             Aegypt
             ,
             wherein
             Labynetus
             was
             Desired
             by
             Amasis
             to
             send
             him
             a
             certain
             Architect
             that
             could
             raise
             a
             Tower
             that
             should
             Hang
             in
             the
             Aire
             ,
             and
             likewise
             Resolve
             All
             Questions
             .
             Labynetus
             was
             at
             a
             Great
             Loss
             what
             answer
             to
             return
             ,
             And
             the
             Fierceness
             of
             his
             Displeasure
             against
             Aesop
             being
             by
             This
             time
             somewhat
             Abated
             ,
             he
             began
             to
             Enquire
             after
             him
             with
             Great
             Passion
             ,
             and
             would
             often
             Profess
             ,
             That
             if
             the
             Parting
             with
             One
             halfe
             of
             his
             Kingdom
             could
             bring
             him
             to
             Life
             again
             ,
             he
             would
             Give
             it
             .
             Hermippus
             and
             Others
             that
             had
             kept
             him
             out
             of
             the
             Way
             ,
             told
             the
             King
             upon
             the
             Hearing
             of
             This
             ,
             That
             Aesop
             was
             yet
             Alive
             ;
             so
             They
             were
             commanded
             to
             bring
             him
             forth
             ;
             which
             they
             did
             ,
             in
             All
             the
             Beastlyness
             he
             had
             Contracted
             in
             the
             Prison
             .
             He
             did
             no
             sooner
             Appear
             ,
             but
             he
             made
             his
             Innocence
             so
             manifest
             ,
             that
             Labynetus
             in
             Extreme
             Displeasure
             and
             Indignation
             ,
             commanded
             the
             False
             Accuser
             to
             be
             put
             to
             Death
             with
             most
             Exquisite
             Torments
             ;
             But
             Aesop
             ,
             after
             All
             this
             ,
             Interceded
             for
             him
             ,
             and
             Obtained
             his
             Pardon
             ,
             upon
             a
             Charitable
             Presumption
             ,
             that
             the
             Sence
             of
             so
             Great
             a
             Goodness
             and
             Obligation
             would
             yet
             work
             upon
             him
             .
             Herodotus
             tells
             this
             Story
             of
             Cambyses
             the
             Son
             of
             Cyrus
             ,
             and
             Croesus
             ,
             and
             with
             what
             Joy
             Cambyses
             received
             Croesus
             again
             ,
             after
             he
             was
             supposed
             to
             be
             put
             to
             death
             by
             his
             own
             Order
             ;
             but
             Then
             it
             Varies
             in
             This
             ,
             that
             he
             Caused
             Those
             to
             be
             put
             to
             Death
             ,
             that
             were
             to
             have
             seen
             the
             Execution
             done
             ,
             for
             not
             Observing
             his
             Commands
             .
          
        
         
           
           
             Aesop's
             Letters
             of
             Morality
             to
             his
             Son
             Ennus
             .
          
           
             UPON
             Aesop's
             coming
             again
             into
             Favour
             ,
             he
             had
             the
             King
             of
             Aegypt's
             Letter
             given
             him
             to
             Consider
             of
             ,
             and
             Advised
             Labynetus
             to
             send
             him
             for
             Answer
             ,
             That
             Early
             the
             next
             Spring
             he
             should
             have
             the
             Satisfaction
             he
             Desired
             .
             Things
             being
             in
             this
             State
             ,
             Aesop
             took
             Ennus
             Home
             to
             him
             again
             ,
             and
             so
             order'd
             the
             Matter
             ,
             that
             he
             wanted
             neither
             Councells
             nor
             Instructions
             ,
             nor
             any
             other
             Helps
             or
             Lights
             that
             might
             Dispose
             him
             to
             the
             Leading
             of
             a
             Virtuous
             Life
             ,
             as
             will
             Appear
             by
             the
             Following
             Precepts
             .
          
           
             
               My
               Son
               
                 (
                 says
                 he
              
               )
               Worship
               God
               with
               Care
               and
               Reverence
               ,
               and
               with
               a
               Sincerity
               of
               Heart
               voyd
               of
               All
               Hypocrisie
               or
               Ostentation
               :
               Not
               as
               if
               that
               Divine
               Name
               and
               Power
               were
               only
               an
               Invention
               ,
               to
               Frigh
               Women
               and
               Children
               ,
               but
               know
               ,
               That
               God
               is
               Omnipresent
               ,
               True
               and
               Allmighty
               .
            
             
               Have
               a
               Care
               even
               of
               your
               Most
               Private
               Actions
               and
               Thoughts
               ,
               for
               God
               sees
               Thorough
               you
               ,
               and
               your
               Conscience
               will
               bear
               Witness
               against
               you
               .
            
             
               It
               is
               according
               to
               Prudence
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               Nature
               ,
               to
               pay
               that
               Honour
               to
               your
               Parents
               that
               you
               Expect
               your
               Children
               should
               pay
               to
               you
               .
            
             
               Do
               All
               the
               Good
               you
               can
               to
               All
               men
               ;
               but
               in
               the
               First
               Place
               to
               your
               Nearest
               Relations
               ,
               and
               do
               no
               Hurt
               however
               ,
               where
               you
               can
               do
               no
               Good.
               
            
             
               Keep
               a
               Guard
               upon
               your
               Words
               as
               well
               as
               upon
               your
               Actions
               ,
               that
               there
               be
               no
               Impurity
               in
               Either
               .
            
             
               Follow
               the
               Dictates
               of
               your
               Reason
               ,
               and
               you
               are
               Safe
               ;
               and
               have
               a
               Care
               of
               Impotent
               Affections
               .
            
             
               Apply
               your selfe
               to
               Learn
               More
               ,
               so
               long
               as
               there
               's
               any
               Thing
               Left
               that
               you
               do
               not
               know
               ,
               and
               Value
               Good
               Councell
               before
               Mony.
               
            
             
               Our
               Minds
               must
               be
               Cultivated
               as
               well
               as
               our
               Plants
               ;
               The
               Improvement
               of
               our
               Reason
               makes
               us
               like
               Angells
               ,
               whereas
               the
               Neglect
               of
               it
               turns
               us
               into
               Beasts
               .
            
             
               There
               's
               no
               Permanent
               and
               Inviolable
               Good
               ,
               but
               Wisdom
               and
               Virtue
               ,
               though
               the
               Study
               of
               it
               signifies
               Little
               without
               the
               Practice
               .
            
             
               Do
               not
               think
               it
               impossible
               to
               be
               a
               Wise
               Man
               ,
               without
               looking
               Sowre
               upon
               it
               .
               Wisdom
               makes
               Men
               Severe
               ,
               but
               not
               Inhumane
               .
            
             
               It
               is
               Virtue
               not
               to
               be
               Vicious
               .
            
             
               Keep
               Faith
               with
               All
               Men.
               Have
               a
               Care
               of
               a
               Lye
               ,
               as
               you
               would
               of
               Sacriledge
               .
               Great
               Bablers
               have
               No
               Regard
               either
               to
               Honesty
               or
               Truth
               .
            
             
               
               Take
               Delight
               in
               ,
               and
               frequent
               the
               Company
               of
               Good
               Men
               ,
               for
               it
               will
               give
               you
               a
               Tincture
               of
               their
               Manners
               too
               .
            
             
               Take
               heed
               of
               that
               Vulgar
               Error
               ,
               of
               thinking
               that
               there
               is
               any
               Good
               in
               Evil.
               It
               is
               a
               Mistake
               when
               Men
               talk
               of
               Profitable
               Knavery
               ,
               or
               of
               Starving
               Honesty
               ;
               for
               Virtue
               and
               Iustice
               carry
               All
               that
               is
               Good
               and
               Profitable
               along
               with
               them
               .
            
             
               Let
               Every
               Man
               mind
               his
               own
               Business
               ,
               for
               Curiosity
               is
               Restless
               .
            
             
               Speak
               Ill
               of
               No
               body
               ,
               and
               you
               are
               no
               more
               to
               Hear
               Calumnies
               then
               to
               Report
               them
               :
               Beside
               that
               ,
               they
               that
               Practice
               the
               One
               ,
               Commonly
               Love
               the
               Other
               .
            
             
               Propose
               Honest
               Things
               ;
               Follow
               Wholesome
               Councells
               ,
               and
               Leave
               the
               Event
               to
               God.
               
            
             
               Let
               no
               man
               Despair
               in
               Adversity
               ,
               nor
               presume
               in
               Prosperity
               ,
               for
               All
               Things
               are
               Changeable
               .
            
             
               Rise
               Early
               to
               your
               Business
               ,
               Learn
               Good
               Things
               ,
               and
               Oblige
               Good
               Men
               ;
               These
               are
               three
               Things
               you
               shall
               never
               Repent
               of
               .
            
             
               Have
               a
               Care
               of
               Luxury
               and
               Gluttony
               ;
               but
               of
               Drunkenness
               Especicially
               ;
               for
               Wine
               as
               well
               as
               Age
               makes
               a
               Man
               a
               Child
               .
            
             
               Watch
               for
               the
               Opportunities
               of
               doing
               things
               ,
               for
               there
               's
               Nothing
               Well
               done
               ,
               but
               what
               's
               done
               in
               Season
               .
            
             
               Love
               and
               Honour
               Kings
               ,
               Princes
               and
               Magistrates
               ,
               for
               they
               are
               the
               Bands
               of
               Society
               ,
               in
               Punishing
               the
               Guilty
               ,
               and
               Protecting
               the
               Innocent
               .
            
          
           
             These
             ,
             or
             such
             as
             these
             ,
             were
             the
             Lessons
             that
             Aesop
             read
             daily
             to
             his
             Son
             ;
             but
             so
             far
             was
             he
             from
             mending
             upon
             Them
             ,
             that
             he
             grew
             Every
             Day
             worse
             and
             worse
             ,
             shewing
             that
             it
             is
             not
             in
             the
             power
             of
             Art
             or
             Discipline
             to
             Rectify
             a
             Perverse
             Nature
             ,
             or
             (
             as
             Euripides
             says
             )
             to
             
               Make
               a
               Man
               Wise
               that
               has
               no
               Soul.
            
             But
             however
             ,
             according
             to
             Neveletus
             ,
             he
             came
             soon
             after
             to
             be
             Touched
             in
             Conscience
             for
             his
             Barbarous
             Ingratitude
             ,
             and
             Dyed
             in
             a
             Rageing
             Remorse
             for
             what
             he
             had
             done
             .
          
           
             The
             Spring
             was
             now
             at
             Hand
             ,
             ●nd
             Aesop
             was
             preparing
             for
             the
             Task
             he
             had
             Undertaken
             About
             the
             Building
             of
             a
             Tower
             in
             the
             Air
             ,
             and
             Resolving
             All
             Manner
             of
             Questions
             :
             But
             I
             shall
             say
             no
             more
             of
             That
             Romantick
             part
             of
             the
             History
             ,
             then
             that
             he
             went
             into
             Aegypt
             ,
             and
             Acquitted
             himselfe
             of
             his
             Commission
             to
             Amasis
             with
             Greate
             Reputation
             .
             From
             thence
             back
             again
             to
             Labynetus
             ,
             Laden
             with
             Honours
             and
             Rewards
             ;
             from
             whom
             he
             got
             leave
             to
             Return
             into
             Greece
             ;
             but
             upon
             Condition
             of
             Repassing
             to
             Babylon
             by
             the
             First
             Opportunity
             .
          
        
         
           
           
             Aesop's
             Voyage
             to
             Delphos
             ;
             his
             Barbarous
             Usage
             There
             ,
             and
             his
             Death
             .
          
           
             WHEN
             Aesop
             had
             allmost
             taken
             the
             Whole
             Tower
             of
             Greece
             ,
             he
             went
             to
             Delphos
             ,
             either
             for
             the
             Oracle
             sake
             ,
             or
             for
             the
             sake
             of
             the
             
               VVise
               Men
            
             that
             Frequented
             the
             Place
             .
             But
             when
             he
             came
             thither
             ,
             he
             found
             Matters
             to
             be
             quite
             otherwise
             then
             he
             expected
             ,
             and
             so
             far
             from
             deserving
             the
             Reputation
             they
             had
             in
             the
             World
             for
             Piety
             and
             Wisdom
             ,
             that
             he
             found
             them
             Proud
             ,
             and
             Avaritious
             ,
             and
             Hereupon
             Deliver'd
             his
             Opinion
             of
             Them
             under
             this
             Fable
             .
          
           
             
               I
               find
            
             (
             says
             he
             )
             
               the
               Curiosity
               that
               brought
               me
               Hither
               ,
               to
               be
               much
               the
               Case
               of
               People
               at
               the
               Sea
               side
               ,
               that
               see
               something
               come
               Hulling
               toward
               them
               a
               great
               way
               off
               at
               Sea
               ,
               and
               take
               it
               at
               first
               to
               be
               some
               Mighty
               Matter
               ,
               but
               upon
               Driving
               Nearer
               and
               Nearer
               the
               Shore
               ,
               it
               proves
               at
               last
               to
               be
               only
               a
               heap
               of
               VVeeds
               and
               Rubbish
               .
            
             See
             Fab.
             ●…89
             .
          
           
             The
             Magistrates
             of
             the
             Place
             took
             Infinite
             Offence
             at
             this
             Liberty
             and
             presently
             enter'd
             into
             a
             Conspiracy
             against
             him
             to
             take
             away
             his
             Life
             ,
             for
             fear
             he
             should
             Give
             them
             the
             same
             Character
             elsewhere
             in
             his
             Travells
             ,
             that
             he
             had
             done
             there
             upon
             the
             Place
             .
             It
             was
             not
             so
             Safe
             they
             thought
             ,
             nor
             so
             Effectual
             a
             Revenge
             to
             make
             him
             away
             in
             private
             ;
             but
             if
             they
             could
             so
             contrive
             it
             ,
             as
             to
             bring
             him
             to
             a
             shamefull
             End
             ,
             under
             a
             Form
             of
             Justice
             ,
             it
             would
             better
             answer
             their
             Business
             and
             Design
             .
             To
             Which
             Purpose
             they
             caused
             a
             Golden
             Cup
             to
             be
             secretly
             convey'd
             into
             his
             Baggage
             ,
             when
             he
             was
             packing
             up
             to
             Depart
             .
             He
             was
             no
             sooner
             out
             of
             the
             Towne
             upon
             his
             Journy
             ,
             But
             Immediately
             Pursued
             and
             taken
             upon
             the
             way
             by
             Officers
             ,
             and
             Charged
             with
             
               Sacrilege
               .
               Aesop
            
             deny'd
             the
             Matter
             ,
             and
             Laughed
             at
             them
             All
             for
             a
             Company
             of
             Mad
             Men
             ;
             But
             upon
             the
             Searching
             of
             his
             Boxes
             ,
             they
             took
             the
             Cup
             ,
             and
             shew'd
             it
             to
             the
             People
             ,
             Hurrying
             him
             away
             to
             Prison
             in
             the
             Middle
             of
             his
             Defence
             .
             They
             brought
             him
             the
             Next
             Day
             into
             the
             Court
             ,
             Where
             Notwithstanding
             the
             Proof
             of
             his
             Innocence
             ,
             as
             clear
             as
             the
             Day
             ,
             he
             was
             Condemned
             to
             Dye
             ;
             and
             his
             Sentence
             was
             to
             be
             Thrown
             Head-long
             from
             a
             Rock
             ,
             Down
             a
             Deep
             Precipice
             .
             After
             his
             Doom
             was
             past
             ,
             he
             Prevailed
             upon
             Them
             ,
             with
             much
             ado
             to
             be
             heard
             a
             few
             Words
             ,
             and
             so
             told
             them
             the
             Story
             of
             the
             Frog
             and
             the
             Mouse
             ,
             as
             it
             stands
             in
             the
             Fable
             .
          
           
           
             This
             wrought
             nothing
             upon
             the
             Hearts
             of
             the
             Delphians
             ,
             but
             as
             they
             were
             Bawling
             at
             the
             Executioner
             ,
             to
             Dispatch
             and
             do
             his
             Office
             ,
             Aesop
             on
             a
             Sudden
             gave
             them
             the
             Slip
             ,
             and
             Fled
             to
             an
             Altar
             hard
             by
             there
             ,
             in
             hopes
             that
             the
             Religion
             of
             the
             Place
             might
             have
             Protected
             him
             ,
             but
             the
             Delphians
             told
             him
             ,
             that
             the
             Altars
             of
             the
             Gods
             were
             not
             to
             be
             any
             Sanctuary
             to
             those
             that
             Robbed
             their
             Temples
             ;
             Whereupon
             he
             took
             Occasion
             to
             tell
             them
             the
             Fable
             of
             the
             Eagle
             and
             the
             Beetle
             to
             this
             Following
             Effect
             ,
             As
             it
             stands
             in
             the
             Book
             ,
             Num.
             378.
             
          
           
             Now
             says
             Aesop
             (
             after
             the
             telling
             of
             this
             Fable
             )
             you
             are
             not
             to
             Flatter
             your Selves
             that
             the
             Prophaners
             of
             Holy
             Altars
             ,
             and
             the
             Oppressors
             of
             the
             Innocent
             ,
             shall
             ever
             Escape
             Divine
             Vengeance
             .
             This
             Enraged
             the
             Magistrates
             to
             such
             a
             Degree
             ,
             that
             they
             commanded
             the
             Officers
             Immediately
             to
             take
             Aesop
             from
             the
             Altar
             ,
             and
             Dispatch
             him
             away
             to
             his
             Execution
             .
             When
             Aesop
             found
             that
             Neither
             the
             Holyness
             of
             the
             Place
             ,
             nor
             the
             Clearness
             of
             his
             Innocence
             was
             Sufficient
             to
             Protect
             him
             ,
             and
             that
             he
             was
             to
             fall
             a
             Sacrifice
             to
             Subornation
             and
             Power
             ,
             he
             gave
             them
             yet
             one
             Fable
             more
             as
             he
             was
             upon
             the
             Way
             to
             Execution
             .
          
           
             
               There
               was
               an
               Old
               Fellow
            
             (
             says
             he
             )
             
               that
               had
               spent
               his
               Whole
               Life
               in
               the
               Countrey
               without
               ever
               seeing
               the
               Towne
               ,
               he
               found
               himselfe
               Weak
               and
               Decaying
               ,
               and
               Nothing
               would
               serve
               ,
               but
               his
               Friends
               must
               needs
               shew
               him
               the
               Towne
               once
               before
               he
               Dyed
               .
               Their
               Asses
               were
               very
               well
               Acquainted
               with
               the
               Way
               ,
               and
               so
               they
               caused
               them
               to
               be
               made
               Ready
               ,
               and
               turned
               the
               Old
               Man
               and
               the
               Asses
               Loose
               ,
               without
               a
               Guide
               to
               try
               their
               Fortune
               .
               They
               were
               overtaken
               Upon
               the
               Road
               by
               a
               Terrible
               Tempest
               ,
               so
               that
               what
               with
               the
               Darkness
               ,
               and
               the
               Violence
               of
               the
               Storm
               ,
               the
               Asses
               were
               Beaten
               out
               of
               their
               Way
               ,
               and
               Tumbled
               with
               the
               Old
               Man
               into
               a
               Pit
               ,
               where
               he
               had
               only
               time
               to
               Deliver
               his
               Last
               Breath
               with
               This
               Exclamation
               .
               Miserable
               Wretch
               that
               I
               am
               to
               be
               Destroy'd
               ,
               since
               Dye
               I
               must
               ,
               by
               the
               Basest
               of
               Beasts
               ;
               by
               Asses
               .
               And
               that
               's
               my
               Fate
               now
               ,
               in
               suffering
               by
               the
               Hands
               of
               a
               Barbarous
               Sottish
               People
               ,
               that
               Understand
               Nothing
               either
               of
               Humanity
               or
               Honour
               ;
               and
               Act
               Contrary
               to
               the
               Tyes
               of
               Hospitality
               and
               Iustice.
               But
               the
               Gods
               will
               not
               suffer
               my
               Blood
               to
               lye
               Unrevenged
               ,
               and
               I
               doubt
               not
               ,
               but
               that
               in
               Good
               Time
               the
               Iudgment
               of
               Heaven
               will
               give
               you
               to
               Understand
               your
               Wickedness
               by
               your
               Punishment
               .
               He
               was
               speaking
               on
               ,
               but
               They
               Pushed
               him
               Off
               Head
               long
               from
               the
               Rock
               ,
               and
               he
               was
               Dashed
               to
               Pieces
               with
               the
               Fall.
               
            
          
           
             The
             Delphians
             ,
             soon
             after
             This
             ,
             were
             visited
             with
             Famine
             and
             Pestilence
             ,
             to
             such
             a
             Degree
             ,
             that
             they
             Went
             to
             Consult
             the
             Oracle
             
             of
             Apollo
             to
             know
             what
             Wickedness
             it
             was
             had
             brought
             these
             Calamities
             upon
             Them.
             The
             Oracle
             gave
             them
             this
             Answer
             ,
             That
             they
             were
             to
             Expiate
             for
             the
             Death
             of
             Aesop.
             In
             the
             Conscience
             of
             their
             Barbarity
             ,
             they
             Erected
             a
             Pyramid
             to
             his
             Honor
             ,
             and
             it
             is
             upon
             Tradition
             ,
             that
             a
             Great
             Many
             of
             the
             Most
             Eminent
             Men
             among
             the
             Greeks
             of
             that
             Season
             ,
             went
             afterwards
             to
             Delphos
             upon
             the
             News
             of
             the
             Tragical
             End
             of
             Aesop
             ,
             to
             Learn
             the
             Truth
             of
             the
             History
             ,
             and
             found
             upon
             Enquiry
             ,
             That
             the
             Principal
             of
             the
             Conspirators
             had
             layd
             Violent
             hands
             upon
             Themselves
             .
          
           
             
               UTILE
               DULCI
            
          
        
      
       
         
         
         
           THE
           FABLES
           OF
           AESOP
           ,
           &c.
           
        
         
           
             FABLE
             I.
             A
             Cock
             and
             a
             Diamond
             .
          
           
             AS
             a
             Cock
             was
             turning
             up
             a
             Dunghill
             ,
             he
             spy'd
             a
             Diamond
             .
             Well
             (
             says
             he
             to
             himself
             )
             this
             sparkling
             Foolery
             now
             to
             a
             Lapidary
             in
             my
             place
             ,
             would
             have
             been
             the
             Making
             of
             him
             ;
             but
             as
             to
             any
             Use
             or
             Purpose
             of
             mine
             ,
             a
             Barley-Corn
             had
             been
             worth
             Forty
             on
             't
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               He
               that
               's
               Industrious
               in
               an
               Honest
               Calling
               ,
               shall
               never
               fail
               of
               a
               Blessing
               .
               'T
               is
               the
               part
               of
               a
               Wise
               Man
               to
               Prefer
               Things
               Necessary
               before
               Matters
               of
               Curiosity
               ,
               Ornament
               ,
               or
               Pleasure
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Moralists
               will
               have
               Wisdom
               and
               Virtue
               to
               be
               meant
               by
               the
               Diamond
               ;
               the
               World
               and
               the
               Pleasures
               of
               it
               ,
               by
               the
               Dunghill
               ;
               and
               by
               the
               Cock
               ,
               a
               
                 Voluptuous
                 Man
              
               ,
               that
               Abandons
               himself
               to
               his
               Lusts
               ,
               without
               any
               regard
               ,
               either
               to
               the
               Study
               ,
               the
               Practice
               ,
               or
               the
               Excellency
               of
               Better
               Things
               .
            
             
               Now
               ,
               with
               favour
               of
               the
               Ancients
               ,
               this
               Fable
               seems
               to
               me
               ,
               rather
               to
               hold
               forth
               an
               Emblem
               of
               Industry
               and
               Moderation
               .
               The
               Cock
               lives
               by
               his
               
                 honest
                 Labor
              
               ,
               and
               maintains
               his
               Family
               out
               of
               it
               ;
               His
               Scraping
               upon
               the
               Dunghill
               ,
               is
               but
               Working
               in
               his
               Calling
               :
               The
               
                 precious
                 Stone
              
               is
               only
               a
               gawdy
               Temptation
               that
               Fortune
               throws
               in
               his
               way
               to
               divert
               him
               from
               his
               Business
               and
               his
               Duty
               .
               He
               would
               have
               been
               glad
               ,
               he
               says
               ,
               of
               a
               Barley-Corn
               instead
               on
               't
               ;
               and
               so
               casts
               it
               aside
               as
               a
               thing
               not
               worth
               the
               heeding
               .
               What
               is
               all
               this
               now
               ,
               but
               the
               passing
               of
               a
               true
               Estimate
               upon
               the
               matter
               in
               question
               ,
               in
               preferring
               〈◊〉
               which
               Providence
               has
               made
               and
               pronounc'd
               to
               be
               
                 the
                 Staff
                 of
                 Life
              
               ,
               before
               a
               glittering
               Gew-Gaw
               ,
               that
               has
               no
               other
               Value
               ,
               then
               what
               Vanity
               ,
               Pride
               ,
               and
               Luxury
               ,
               have
               set
               upon
               't
               ?
               The
               Price
               of
               the
               Market
               to
               a
               Ieweller
               in
               his
               Trade
               ,
               is
               one
               thing
               ,
               but
               the
               
                 intrinfick
                 Worth
              
               of
               a
               thing
               ,
               to
               a
               Man
               of
               Sense
               ,
               and
               Iudgment
               ,
               is
               another
               .
               Nay
               ,
               that
               very
               Lapidary
               himself
               ,
               with
               a
               coming
               Stomach
               ,
               and
               in
               the
               Cock's
               place
               ,
               would
               have
               made
               the
               Cock's
               Choice
               .
               The
               Doctrin
               ,
               in
               short
               ,
               may
               be
               this
               ;
               That
               we
               are
               to
               prefer
               things
               necessary
               ,
               before
               things
               superfluous
               ;
               the
               Comforts
               and
               the
               
               Blessings
               of
               Providence
               ,
               before
               the
               dazling
               and
               the
               splendid
               Curiosities
               of
               Mode
               and
               Imagination
               :
               And
               finally
               ,
               that
               we
               are
               not
               to
               govern
               our
               Lives
               by
               Fancy
               ,
               but
               by
               Reason
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             II.
             A
             Cat
             and
             a
             Cock.
             
          
           
             IT
             was
             the
             hard
             Fortune
             once
             of
             a
             Cock
             ,
             to
             fall
             into
             the
             Clutches
             of
             a
             
               Cat.
               Puss
            
             had
             a
             Months
             Mind
             to
             be
             upon
             the
             Bones
             of
             him
             ,
             but
             was
             not
             willing
             to
             pick
             a
             Quarrel
             however
             ,
             without
             some
             plausible
             Color
             for
             't
             .
             Sirrah
             (
             says
             she
             )
             what
             do
             you
             keep
             such
             a
             bawling
             ,
             and
             screaming
             a
             Nights
             for
             ,
             that
             no
             body
             can
             sleep
             near
             you
             ?
             Alas
             ,
             says
             the
             Cock
             ,
             I
             never
             wake
             any
             body
             ,
             but
             when
             't
             is
             time
             for
             People
             to
             rise
             ,
             and
             go
             about
             their
             Business
             .
             Nay
             ,
             says
             the
             Cat
             ,
             and
             then
             there
             never
             was
             such
             an
             incestuous
             Rascal
             :
             Why
             ,
             you
             make
             no
             more
             Conscience
             of
             Lying
             with
             your
             own
             Mother
             ,
             and
             your
             Sisters
             —
             In
             truth
             ,
             says
             the
             Cock
             again
             ,
             that
             's
             only
             to
             provide
             Eggs
             for
             my
             Master
             and
             Mistress
             .
             Come
             ,
             come
             ,
             says
             Puss
             ,
             without
             any
             more
             ado
             ,
             't
             is
             time
             for
             me
             to
             go
             to
             Breakfast
             ,
             and
             Cats
             don't
             live
             upon
             Dialogues
             ;
             at
             which
             word
             she
             gave
             him
             a
             Pinch
             ,
             and
             so
             made
             an
             end
             ,
             both
             of
             the
             Cock
             ,
             and
             of
             the
             Story
             .
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             III.
             A
             Wolf
             and
             a
             Lamb.
             
          
           
             AS
             a
             Wolf
             was
             lapping
             at
             the
             Head
             of
             a
             Fountain
             ,
             he
             spy'd
             a
             Lamb
             ,
             paddling
             at
             the
             same
             time
             ,
             a
             good
             way
             off
             down
             the
             Stream
             .
             The
             Wolf
             had
             no
             sooner
             the
             Prey
             in
             his
             Eye
             ,
             but
             away
             he
             runs
             open-mouth
             to
             't
             .
             Villain
             (
             says
             he
             )
             how
             dare
             you
             lye
             muddling
             the
             Water
             that
             I
             'm
             a
             drinking
             ?
             Indeed
             ,
             says
             the
             poor
             Lamb
             ,
             I
             did
             not
             think
             that
             my
             drinking
             there
             below
             ,
             could
             have
             foul'd
             your
             Water
             so
             far
             above
             .
             Nay
             ,
             says
             t'other
             ,
             you
             'll
             never
             leave
             your
             chopping
             of
             Logick
             ,
             till
             your
             Skin
             's
             turn'd
             over
             your
             Ears
             ,
             as
             your
             Fathers
             was
             ,
             a
             matter
             of
             six
             Months
             ago
             ,
             for
             prating
             at
             this
             sawcy
             rate
             ;
             you
             remember
             it
             full
             well
             ,
             Sirrah
             .
             If
             you
             ll
             believe
             me
             ,
             Sir
             ,
             (
             quoth
             the
             innocent
             Lamb
             ,
             with
             fear
             and
             trembling
             )
             I
             was
             not
             come
             into
             the
             World
             then
             .
             Why
             thou
             Impudence
             ,
             cries
             the
             Wolf
             ,
             hast
             thou
             neither
             Shame
             ,
             nor
             Conscience
             ?
             But
             it
             runs
             in
             the
             Blood
             of
             your
             whole
             Race
             ,
             Sirrah
             ,
             to
             hate
             our
             Family
             ;
             and
             therefore
             since
             Fortune
             has
             brought
             us
             together
             so
             conveniently
             ,
             you
             shall
             e'en
             pay
             some
             of
             your
             Fore-Fathers
             Scores
             before
             you
             and
             I
             part
             ;
             and
             so
             without
             
             any
             more
             ado
             ,
             he
             leapt
             at
             the
             Throat
             of
             the
             miserable
             helpless
             Lamb
             ,
             and
             tore
             him
             immediately
             to
             pieces
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               of
               the
               Two
               Fables
               above
               .
            
             
               
                 'T
                 is
                 an
                 Easie
                 Matter
                 to
                 find
                 a
                 Staff
                 to
                 Beat
                 a
                 Dog.
              
               Innocence
               is
               no
               Protection
               against
               the
               Arbitrary
               Cruelty
               of
               a
               Tyrannical
               Power
               :
               But
               Reason
               and
               Conscience
               are
               yet
               so
               Sacred
               ,
               that
               the
               Greatest
               Villanies
               are
               still
               Contenanc'd
               under
               that
               Cloak
               and
               Color
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               PRIDE
               and
               Cruelty
               never
               want
               a
               Pretence
               to
               do
               Mischief
               .
               The
               Plea
               of
               
                 Not
                 Guilty
              
               goes
               for
               Nothing
               against
               Power
               :
               For
               Accusing
               is
               Proving
               ,
               where
               Malice
               and
               Force
               are
               Joyn'd
               in
               the
               Prosecution
               .
            
             
               When
               Innocence
               is
               to
               be
               oppress'd
               by
               Might
               ,
               Arguments
               are
               foolish
               things
               ;
               nay
               ,
               the
               very
               Merits
               ,
               Virtues
               ,
               and
               good
               Offices
               of
               the
               Person
               accus'd
               ,
               are
               improv'd
               to
               his
               Condemnation
               :
               As
               the
               Industry
               and
               Watchfulness
               of
               the
               Cock
               here
               ,
               in
               the
               calling
               of
               People
               out
               of
               their
               Beds
               to
               work
               when
               't
               is
               time
               to
               rise
               ,
               is
               turn'd
               upon
               him
               as
               a
               Crime
               .
               Nay
               ,
               such
               is
               the
               Confidence
               of
               a
               spightful
               Cruelty
               ,
               that
               People
               shall
               be
               charg'd
               (
               rather
               than
               fail
               )
               with
               things
               utterly
               impossible
               ,
               and
               wholly
               foreign
               to
               the
               Matter
               in
               question
               .
               The
               Lamb
               it self
               shall
               be
               made
               malicious
               .
               And
               what
               is
               this
               now
               ,
               but
               the
               lively
               Image
               of
               a
               perverse
               Reason
               of
               State
               ,
               set
               up
               in
               opposition
               to
               Truth
               and
               Justice
               ;
               but
               under
               the
               August
               Name
               and
               Pretence
               ,
               however
               of
               Both
               ?
               As
               Loyalty
               ,
               for
               the
               purpose
               ,
               shall
               be
               call'd
               Rebellion
               ,
               and
               the
               Exercise
               of
               the
               most
               Necessary
               Powers
               of
               Government
               ,
               shall
               pass
               for
               Tyranny
               and
               Oppression
               .
               Decency
               of
               Religious
               Worship
               shall
               be
               made
               Superstition
               ;
               Tenderness
               of
               Conscience
               shall
               be
               call'd
               Phanaticism
               ,
               Singularity
               and
               Faction
               ;
               and
               the
               very
               Articles
               of
               the
               Christian
               Faith
               shall
               be
               condemn'd
               for
               Heresie
               .
               Villanies
               have
               not
               the
               same
               Countenance
               ,
               when
               there
               are
               Great
               Interests
               ,
               Potent
               Mediations
               ,
               Presents
               ,
               Friends
               ,
               Advocates
               ,
               Plausible
               Colours
               ,
               and
               Flourishes
               of
               Wit
               ,
               and
               Rhetorique
               ,
               Interpos'd
               betwixt
               the
               Sight
               and
               the
               Object
               .
               There
               are
               ways
               of
               Deceiving
               the
               Eyes
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               of
               Blinding
               them
               ;
               so
               that
               the
               Cause
               of
               the
               Innocent
               must
               be
               Remitted
               at
               last
               to
               that
               Great
               and
               Final
               Decision
               ,
               where
               there
               is
               no
               longer
               any
               Place
               for
               Passion
               ,
               Partiality
               ,
               Corruption
               ,
               or
               Error
               .
               But
               as
               to
               the
               Business
               of
               This
               World
               ,
               when
               the
               Cocks
               and
               the
               Lambs
               lie
               at
               the
               Mercy
               of
               Cats
               and
               Wolves
               ,
               they
               must
               never
               expect
               better
               Quarter
               ;
               especially
               where
               the
               Hearts
               Blood
               of
               the
               One
               ,
               is
               the
               Nourishment
               and
               Entertainment
               of
               the
               Other
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             IV.
             A
             Frog
             and
             a
             Mouse
             .
          
           
             THere
             fell
             out
             a
             Bloody
             Quarrel
             once
             betwixt
             the
             Frogs
             and
             the
             Mice
             ,
             about
             the
             Sovereignty
             of
             the
             Fenns
             ;
             and
             whilst
             Two
             of
             their
             Champions
             were
             Disputing
             it
             at
             Swords
             Point
             ,
             Down
             comes
             a
             Kite
             Powdering
             upon
             them
             in
             the
             Interim
             ,
             and
             Gobbles
             up
             both
             together
             ,
             to
             Part
             the
             Fray.
             
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             V.
             A
             Lion
             and
             a
             Bear.
             
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Lion
             and
             a
             Bear
             had
             gotten
             a
             Fawn
             betwixt
             them
             ,
             and
             there
             were
             they
             at
             it
             
               Tooth
               and
               Nail
            
             ,
             which
             of
             the
             Two
             should
             carry
             't
             off
             .
             They
             Fought
             it
             out
             ,
             till
             they
             were
             e'en
             glad
             to
             lie
             down
             ,
             and
             take
             Breath
             .
             In
             which
             Instant
             ,
             a
             Fox
             passing
             that
             way
             ,
             and
             finding
             how
             the
             case
             stood
             with
             the
             Two
             Combatants
             ,
             seiz'd
             upon
             the
             Fawn
             for
             his
             Own
             Use
             ,
             and
             so
             very
             fairly
             scamper'd
             away
             with
             him
             .
             The
             Lion
             ,
             and
             the
             Bear
             saw
             the
             Whole
             Action
             ,
             but
             not
             being
             in
             condition
             to
             Rise
             and
             Hinder
             it
             ,
             they
             pass'd
             this
             Reflexion
             upon
             the
             whole
             matter
             ;
             Here
             have
             we
             been
             Worrying
             one
             another
             ,
             who
             should
             have
             the
             Booty
             ,
             'till
             this
             Cursed
             Fox
             has
             Bobb'd
             us
             Both
             on
             't
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               of
               the
               Two
               Fables
               above
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               the
               Fate
               of
               All
               Gotham-Quarrels
               ,
               when
               Fools
               go
               together
               by
               the
               Ears
               ,
               to
               have
               Knaves
               run
               away
               with
               the
               Stakes
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               is
               no
               more
               than
               what
               we
               see
               Dayly
               in
               Popular
               Factions
               ,
               where
               Pragmatical
               Fools
               commonly
               begin
               the
               Squabble
               ,
               and
               Crafty
               Knaves
               reap
               the
               Benefit
               of
               it
               .
               There
               is
               very
               rarely
               any
               Quarrel
               ,
               either
               Publique
               ,
               or
               Private
               ,
               whether
               betwixt
               Persons
               ,
               or
               Parties
               ,
               but
               a
               Third
               Watches
               ,
               and
               hopes
               to
               be
               the
               Better
               for
               't
               .
            
             
               And
               all
               is
               but
               according
               to
               the
               Old
               Proverb
               ,
               
                 While
                 Two
                 Dogs
                 are
                 Fighting
                 for
                 a
                 Bone
                 ,
                 a
                 Third
                 runs
                 away
                 with
                 it
                 .
                 Divide
                 and
                 Govern
                 ,
              
               is
               a
               Rule
               of
               State
               ,
               that
               we
               see
               Confirm'd
               and
               Supported
               by
               Dayly
               Practice
               and
               Experience
               :
               So
               that
               't
               is
               none
               of
               the
               Slightest
               Arguments
               for
               the
               Necessity
               of
               a
               Common
               Peace
               ,
               that
               the
               Litigants
               Tear
               one
               another
               to
               pieces
               for
               the
               Benefit
               of
               some
               Third
               Interest
               ,
               that
               makes
               Advantage
               of
               their
               Disagreement
               .
               This
               is
               no
               more
               than
               what
               we
               find
               upon
               Experience
               through
               the
               whole
               History
               of
               the
               World
               in
               All
               Notable
               Changes
               ,
               and
               Revolutions
               ;
               that
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               the
               Contendents
               have
               been
               still
               made
               a
               Prey
               to
               a
               Third
               Party
               .
               And
               this
               has
               not
               been
               only
               the
               Fare
               and
               the
               Event
               of
               Popular
               Quarrels
               ,
               but
               the
               Punishment
               of
               them
               ;
               for
               the
               Judgment
               still
               Treads
               upon
               the
               Heel
               of
               the
               Wickedness
               .
               People
               may
               talk
               of
               
                 Liberty
                 ,
                 Property
                 ,
                 Conscience
              
               ,
               Right
               of
               
                 Title
                 ,
                 &c.
              
               but
               the
               Main
               Business
               and
               Earnest
               of
               the
               World
               ,
               is
               
                 Mony
                 ,
                 Dominion
              
               ,
               and
               Power
               ,
               and
               how
               to
               Compass
               Those
               Ends
               ;
               and
               not
               a
               Rush
               matter
               at
               last
               ,
               whether
               it
               be
               by
               Force
               ,
               or
               by
               Cunning.
               Might
               and
               Right
               are
               Inseparable
               ,
               in
               the
               Opinion
               of
               the
               World
               ;
               and
               he
               that
               has
               the
               Longer
               Sword
               ,
               shall
               never
               want
               ,
               either
               Lawyers
               ,
               or
               Divines
               to
               Defend
               his
               Claim
               .
               But
               then
               comes
               the
               Kite
               ,
               or
               the
               Fox
               ,
               in
               the
               Conclusion
               ;
               that
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               some
               Third
               Party
               ,
               that
               either
               by
               Strength
               ,
               or
               by
               Craft
               ,
               Masters
               both
               Plaintiff
               and
               Defendent
               ,
               and
               carries
               away
               the
               Booty
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             VI.
             A
             Dog
             and
             a
             Shadow
             .
          
           
             AS
             a
             Dog
             was
             crossing
             a
             River
             ,
             with
             a
             Morsel
             of
             Good
             Flesh
             in
             his
             Mouth
             ,
             he
             saw
             (
             as
             he
             thought
             )
             Another
             Dog
             under
             the
             Water
             ,
             upon
             the
             very
             same
             Adventure
             .
             He
             never
             consider'd
             that
             the
             One
             was
             only
             the
             Image
             of
             the
             Other
             ;
             but
             out
             of
             a
             Greediness
             to
             get
             Both
             ,
             he
             Chops
             at
             the
             Shadow
             ,
             and
             Loses
             the
             Substance
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               
                 All
                 Covet
                 ,
                 All
                 Lose
              
               ;
               which
               may
               serve
               for
               a
               Reproof
               to
               Those
               that
               Govern
               their
               Lives
               by
               Fancy
               and
               Appetite
               ,
               without
               Consulting
               the
               Honor
               ,
               and
               the
               Iustice
               of
               the
               Case
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               is
               the
               Case
               of
               Unreasonable
               ,
               and
               Insatiable
               Desires
               ;
               as
               in
               Love
               ,
               Ambition
               ,
               and
               the
               Like
               ;
               where
               People
               are
               still
               reaching
               at
               More
               and
               More
               ,
               till
               they
               lose
               All
               in
               the
               Conclusion
               .
            
             
               There
               are
               more
               Meanings
               of
               Substance
               and
               Shadow
               ;
               of
               Mistaking
               One
               for
               T'other
               ;
               and
               Losing
               All
               by
               Chopping
               at
               More
               ;
               than
               the
               Bare
               Sense
               and
               Letter
               of
               the
               Dog
               ,
               the
               Flesh
               ,
               and
               the
               Image
               here
               in
               the
               Fable
               .
               Under
               these
               Heads
               are
               comprehended
               all
               Inordinate
               Desires
               ,
               Vain
               Hopes
               ,
               and
               Miserable
               Disappointments
               .
               What
               shall
               we
               say
               of
               those
               that
               spend
               their
               Days
               in
               Gaping
               after
               Court-Favours
               and
               Preferments
               ;
               Servile
               Flatteries
               ;
               and
               Slavish
               Attendances
               ?
               That
               Live
               ,
               and
               Entertain
               themselves
               upon
               Blessings
               in
               Vision
               ?
               (
               For
               Fair
               Words
               and
               Promises
               ,
               are
               no
               more
               than
               Empty
               Appearances
               )
               What
               is
               all
               This
               ,
               but
               Sacrificing
               a
               Man's
               Honour
               ,
               Integrity
               ,
               Liberty
               ,
               Reason
               ,
               Body
               ,
               Soul
               ,
               Fortune
               ,
               and
               All
               ,
               for
               Shadows
               ?
               We
               place
               our
               Trust
               in
               Things
               that
               have
               no
               Being
               ;
               Disorder
               our
               Minds
               ,
               Discompose
               our
               Thoughts
               ,
               Entangle
               our
               Estates
               ,
               and
               Sell
               our selves
               ,
               in
               One
               Word
               ,
               for
               Bubbles
               .
               How
               wretched
               is
               the
               Man
               that
               does
               not
               know
               when
               he
               's
               Well
               ,
               but
               passes
               away
               the
               Peace
               and
               Comfort
               of
               his
               Life
               ,
               for
               the
               Gratifying
               of
               a
               Fantastical
               Appetite
               ,
               or
               Humour
               !
               Nay
               ,
               and
               he
               Misses
               his
               Aim
               ,
               even
               in
               That
               too
               ,
               while
               he
               Squanders
               away
               his
               Interest
               ,
               and
               Forfeits
               his
               Discretion
               ,
               in
               the
               Pursuit
               of
               One
               Vanity
               after
               Another
               .
               Ambition
               is
               a
               Ladder
               that
               reaches
               from
               Earth
               to
               Heaven
               ;
               and
               the
               First
               Round
               is
               but
               so
               many
               Inches
               in
               a
               Man's
               way
               toward
               the
               Mounting
               of
               All
               the
               Rest.
               He
               's
               never
               well
               till
               he
               's
               at
               the
               Top
               ,
               and
               when
               he
               can
               go
               no
               Higher
               ,
               he
               must
               either
               Hang
               in
               the
               Air
               ,
               or
               Fall
               ;
               For
               in
               This
               Case
               ,
               he
               has
               nothing
               above
               him
               to
               Aspire
               to
               ,
               nor
               any
               Foot-Hold
               left
               him
               to
               come
               down
               by
               .
               Every
               Man
               has
               what
               's
               Sufficient
               ,
               at
               Hand
               ,
               and
               in
               Catching
               at
               more
               than
               he
               can
               carry
               away
               ,
               he
               loses
               what
               he
               Had.
               Now
               there
               's
               Ingratitude
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               Disappointment
               ,
               in
               All
               these
               Rambling
               and
               Extravagant
               Motions
               :
               Beside
               ,
               that
               Avarice
               is
               always
               Beggerly
               ;
               for
               He
               that
               Wants
               ,
               has
               as
               good
               as
               Nothing
               .
               The
               Desire
               of
               More
               and
               More
               ,
               rises
               by
               a
               Natural
               Gradation
               to
               Most
               ,
               and
               after
               that
               ,
               to
               All
               ;
               Till
               in
               the
               Conclusion
               we
               find
               our selves
               Sick
               and
               Weary
               of
               All
               that
               's
               possible
               to
               be
               had
               ;
               sollicitous
               for
               something
               else
               ,
               and
               then
               when
               we
               have
               spent
               our
               Days
               in
               the
               Quest
               of
               the
               Meanest
               of
               Things
               ,
               and
               at
               the
               
               Feet
               too
               of
               the
               Worst
               of
               Men
               ,
               we
               find
               at
               the
               bottom
               of
               the
               Account
               ,
               that
               all
               the
               Enjoyments
               under
               the
               Sun
               ,
               are
               not
               worth
               Struggling
               for
               .
               What
               can
               be
               Vainer
               now
               ,
               than
               to
               Lavish
               out
               our
               Lives
               and
               Fortunes
               in
               the
               Search
               and
               Purchase
               of
               Trifles
               ;
               and
               at
               the
               same
               time
               to
               lye
               Carking
               for
               the
               Unprofitable
               Goods
               of
               this
               World
               ,
               and
               in
               a
               restless
               Anxiety
               of
               Thought
               for
               what
               's
               to
               come
               .
               The
               Folly
               ,
               in
               fine
               ,
               of
               these
               Vexatious
               and
               Frivolous
               Pursuits
               ,
               shews
               it self
               in
               all
               the
               Transports
               of
               our
               Wild
               and
               Ungovern'd
               Affections
               .
            
             
               Here
               is
               further
               set
               forth
               in
               this
               Emblem
               ,
               All
               the
               Fabulous
               Torments
               of
               Hell
               ,
               even
               Above-Ground
               .
               Men
               that
               are
               Tainted
               with
               this
               Appetite
               are
               ready
               to
               dye
               of
               Thirst
               ,
               with
               Tantalus
               ,
               and
               the
               Water
               running
               at
               their
               very
               Lips.
               They
               are
               Condemn'd
               ,
               with
               the
               Sisters
               ,
               to
               the
               Filling
               of
               Tubs
               with
               Holes
               in
               'em
               ;
               which
               is
               but
               a
               Lively
               Figure
               of
               so
               much
               Labor
               spent
               in
               Vain
               ,
               upon
               the
               Gratifying
               of
               Unreasonable
               Desires
               .
               What
               's
               a
               Man's
               Contending
               with
               Insuperable
               Difficulties
               ,
               but
               the
               Rolling
               of
               
                 Sisiphus's
                 Stone
              
               up
               the
               Hill
               ,
               which
               is
               sure
               before-hand
               ,
               to
               Return
               upon
               him
               again
               ?
               What
               's
               an
               Eternal
               Circulation
               of
               the
               same
               Things
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               the
               same
               Steps
               ,
               without
               Advancing
               one
               Inch
               of
               Ground
               toward
               his
               Journey
               's
               End
               ,
               but
               ●…xion
               in
               the
               Wheel
               ?
               And
               all
               this
               while
               ,
               with
               Cares
               ,
               and
               Horrors
               at
               his
               Heart
               ,
               like
               the
               Vultur
               that
               's
               Day
               and
               Night
               Quarrying
               upon
               
                 Prometheus's
                 Liver
              
               .
            
             
               But
               after
               all
               that
               's
               said
               upon
               this
               Subject
               ,
               of
               our
               Mistake
               ,
               and
               Punishment
               ,
               the
               Great
               Nicety
               will
               lye
               in
               Rightly
               Distinguishing
               betwixt
               the
               Substance
               ,
               and
               the
               Shadow
               ;
               and
               in
               what
               degree
               of
               Preference
               the
               one
               stands
               to
               the
               other
               .
               Now
               this
               must
               be
               according
               to
               Epictetus's
               Distribution
               of
               Matters
               ,
               into
               
                 what
                 we
                 have
                 in
                 our
                 own
                 Power
              
               ;
               and
               
                 what
                 not
              
               ;
               and
               in
               Placing
               things
               Honest
               and
               Necessary
               ,
               before
               other
               Subordinate
               Satisfactions
               .
               
                 Aesop's
                 Dog
              
               here
               was
               in
               the
               Possession
               of
               a
               very
               Good
               Breakfast
               ,
               and
               he
               knew
               very
               well
               what
               he
               had
               in
               his
               Mouth
               ;
               but
               still
               ,
               either
               out
               of
               Levity
               ,
               Curiosity
               ,
               or
               Greediness
               ,
               he
               must
               be
               Chopping
               at
               something
               else
               ,
               that
               he
               neither
               Wanted
               ,
               nor
               Understood
               ,
               till
               he
               lost
               All
               for
               a
               Shadow
               ;
               that
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               for
               just
               nothing
               at
               All.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             VII
             .
             A
             Lion
             ,
             an
             Ass
             ,
             &c.
             a
             Hunting
             .
          
           
             A
             Lion
             ,
             an
             Ass
             ,
             and
             some
             other
             of
             their
             Fellow-Forresters
             ,
             went
             a
             Hunting
             one
             day
             ;
             and
             every
             one
             to
             go
             
               share
               and
               share-like
            
             in
             what
             they
             took
             .
             They
             pluck'd
             down
             a
             Stag
             ,
             and
             cut
             him
             up
             into
             so
             many
             Parts
             ;
             but
             as
             they
             were
             entering
             upon
             the
             Dividend
             ,
             
               Hands
               off
            
             says
             the
             
               Lion
               :
               This
            
             Part
             is
             mine
             by
             the
             Privilege
             of
             my
             
               Quality
               :
               This
            
             ,
             because
             I
             'll
             have
             it
             
               in
               spite
               of
               your
               Teeth
               :
               This
            
             again
             ,
             because
             I
             took
             most
             Pains
             for
             't
             ;
             and
             if
             you
             Dispute
             the
             Fourth
             ,
             we
             must
             e'en
             Pluck
             a
             Crow
             about
             it
             .
             So
             the
             Confederates
             Mouths
             were
             all
             stopt
             ,
             and
             they
             went
             away
             as
             mute
             as
             Fishes
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               's
               no
               Entring
               into
               Leagues
               or
               Partnerships
               ,
               with
               those
               that
               are
               either
               too
               Powerful
               ,
               or
               too
               Crafty
               for
               us
               .
               He
               that
               has
               the
               Staff
               in
               his
               Hand
               will
               be
               his
               Own
               Carver
               .
               
                 Bought
                 Wit
                 is
                 Best
              
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLECTION
               .
            
             
               SAVING
               the
               Incongruity
               of
               making
               the
               Ass
               a
               Beast
               of
               Prey
               ,
               we
               are
               to
               learn
               from
               hence
               the
               Danger
               of
               Unequal
               Alliances
               ;
               where
               the
               Poor
               and
               the
               Weak
               lye
               at
               the
               Mercy
               of
               the
               Rich
               and
               the
               Powerful
               ;
               and
               no
               Remedy
               but
               Patience
               and
               Resignation
               .
            
             
               People
               should
               have
               a
               care
               how
               they
               Engage
               themselves
               in
               Partnerships
               with
               Men
               that
               are
               too
               Mighty
               for
               them
               ,
               whether
               it
               be
               in
               Mony
               ,
               Pleasure
               ,
               or
               Bus'ness
               .
               
                 Find
                 out
                 something
              
               ,
               says
               a
               Court-Minion
               ,
               and
               then
               upon
               the
               Discovery
               ,
               he
               lays
               hand
               on
               't
               for
               himself
               .
               So
               Says
               ,
               and
               so
               Does
               the
               Lion
               here
               to
               the
               Ass
               and
               his
               Companions
               .
               Now
               this
               is
               only
               a
               State-way
               of
               Fishing
               with
               Cormorants
               .
               Men
               in
               Power
               ,
               Plunge
               their
               Clyents
               into
               the
               Mud
               ,
               with
               a
               Ring
               about
               their
               Necks
               ;
               So
               that
               let
               them
               bring
               up
               what
               they
               will
               ,
               nothing
               goes
               down
               with
               them
               that
               they
               shall
               be
               ever
               the
               Better
               for
               .
               And
               when
               they
               come
               in
               Conclusion
               to
               Cast
               up
               the
               Profit
               and
               Loss
               of
               the
               Purchase
               ,
               or
               the
               Project
               ;
               what
               betwixt
               Force
               ,
               Interest
               ,
               and
               Good
               Manners
               ,
               the
               Adventurer
               scapes
               well
               if
               he
               can
               but
               get
               off
               at
               last
               with
               
                 his
                 Labor
                 for
                 his
                 Pains
              
               .
            
             
               Ambition
               ,
               and
               the
               Insatiable
               Thirst
               of
               Mony
               ,
               Greatness
               ,
               and
               Glory
               ,
               know
               no
               other
               Bounds
               of
               Justice
               or
               Conscience
               ,
               than
               the
               Measures
               of
               a
               Corrupt
               Appetite
               .
               Services
               are
               paid
               with
               Smoak
               and
               Fair
               Words
               ;
               and
               there
               goes
               a
               World
               of
               Unprofitable
               Ceremony
               to
               the
               Mortifying
               of
               an
               Honest
               Man.
               Promises
               and
               Protestations
               are
               only
               Passages
               of
               Course
               ,
               and
               meer
               Expletives
               ;
               that
               in
               the
               Construction
               of
               Civility
               ,
               and
               Good
               Breeding
               ,
               signifie
               no
               more
               than
               [
               
                 Your
                 Humble
                 Servant
                 Sir.
              
               ]
               All
               ,
               in
               short
               ,
               that
               the
               Lion
               says
               and
               does
               ,
               in
               this
               Instance
               ,
               is
               but
               according
               to
               the
               Practice
               of
               Men
               in
               Power
               in
               a
               Thousand
               other
               Cases
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             VIII
             .
             A
             Wolf
             and
             a
             Crane
             .
          
           
             A
             Wolf
             had
             got
             a
             Bone
             in
             's
             Throat
             ,
             and
             could
             think
             of
             no
             better
             Instrument
             to
             Ease
             him
             of
             it
             ,
             than
             the
             Bill
             of
             a
             Crane
             ;
             so
             he
             went
             and
             Treated
             with
             a
             Crane
             to
             help
             him
             out
             with
             it
             ,
             upon
             Condition
             of
             a
             very
             considerable
             Reward
             for
             his
             pains
             .
             The
             Crane
             did
             him
             the
             Good
             Office
             ,
             and
             then
             claim'd
             his
             Promise
             .
             Why
             how
             now
             Impudence
             !
             (
             says
             t'other
             )
             Do
             you
             put
             your
             Head
             into
             the
             Mouth
             of
             a
             Wolf
             ,
             and
             then
             ,
             when
             y
             'ave
             brought
             it
             out
             again
             safe
             and
             sound
             ,
             do
             you
             talk
             of
             a
             Reward
             ?
             Why
             Sirrah
             ,
             you
             have
             your
             Head
             again
             ,
             and
             is
             not
             that
             a
             Sufficient
             Recompence
             ?
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               One
               Good
               Turn
               they
               say
               requires
               another
               :
               But
               yet
               He
               that
               has
               to
               do
               with
               Wild
               Beasts
               (
               as
               some
               Men
               are
               No
               Better
               )
               and
               comes
               off
               with
               a
               Whole
               Skin
               ,
               let
               him
               Expect
               No
               Other
               Reward
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Fable
               will
               bear
               Divers
               Morals
               ;
               as
               First
               ,
               That
               it
               is
               but
               Due
               Gratitude
               to
               be
               Thankful
               to
               our
               Preservers
               .
               Secondly
               ,
               The
               Crane's
               Good
               Fortune
               can
               hardly
               Excuse
               his
               Facility
               .
               And
               then
               the
               Crane
               did
               Ill
               again
               to
               Insist
               upon
               a
               Reward
               ;
               for
               a
               Good
               Office
               pays
               it self
               ;
               neither
               was
               he
               reasonably
               to
               Expect
               that
               so
               Perfidious
               a
               Creature
               should
               keep
               Touch
               with
               him
               .
               Thirdly
               ,
               Though
               the
               Wolf
               was
               to
               blame
               for
               not
               making
               Good
               his
               Promise
               ,
               there
               is
               yet
               in
               Equity
               a
               kind
               of
               a
               Reward
               ,
               in
               not
               Chopping
               off
               his
               Head
               when
               he
               had
               it
               at
               Mercy
               .
            
             
               The
               Case
               of
               the
               Crane
               here
               ,
               is
               a
               Case
               of
               Conscience
               ;
               for
               't
               is
               a
               Nice
               Business
               to
               Determine
               ,
               how
               far
               Wicked
               Men
               in
               their
               Distresses
               May
               be
               Reliev'd
               ;
               How
               far
               they
               Ought
               to
               be
               Reliev'd
               ;
               and
               to
               what
               Degree
               of
               Loss
               ,
               Labor
               ,
               and
               Difficulty
               ,
               a
               Sober
               ,
               a
               Wise
               ,
               and
               a
               Good
               Man
               may
               Interpose
               to
               their
               Redress
               .
               He
               may
               Give
               ;
               he
               may
               Lend
               ,
               he
               may
               Venture
               ,
               so
               far
               as
               Generosity
               and
               Good
               Nature
               shall
               prompt
               him
               ;
               provided
               always
               that
               he
               go
               no
               farther
               than
               the
               Conscience
               of
               the
               Cause
               ,
               or
               of
               the
               Action
               will
               Warrant
               him
               .
               A
               Man
               is
               at
               Liberty
               ,
               't
               is
               true
               ,
               to
               do
               many
               Kind
               and
               Brave
               Offices
               ,
               which
               he
               is
               not
               Bound
               to
               do
               :
               And
               if
               the
               Largeness
               of
               his
               Heart
               shall
               carry
               him
               beyond
               the
               Line
               of
               Necessary
               Prudence
               ,
               we
               may
               reckon
               upon
               it
               only
               as
               a
               more
               Illustrious
               Weakness
               .
            
             
               Here
               is
               a
               Fiction
               of
               One
               Crane
               that
               scap'd
               ,
               that
               there
               might
               not
               want
               One
               Instance
               of
               an
               Encouragement
               to
               a
               Dangerous
               Act
               of
               Charity
               :
               But
               this
               One
               Instance
               is
               not
               yet
               sufficient
               to
               justifie
               the
               making
               a
               Common
               Practice
               of
               it
               ,
               upon
               the
               same
               Terms
               .
               'T
               is
               possible
               for
               One
               Blot
               not
               to
               be
               Hit
               ;
               or
               to
               be
               Over-seen
               perhaps
               .
               And
               so
               't
               is
               as
               possible
               for
               One
               Ill
               Man
               ,
               either
               not
               to
               think
               of
               the
               Mischief
               he
               could
               do
               ,
               or
               to
               slip
               the
               Occasion
               of
               it
               ;
               but
               such
               a
               Deliverance
               however
               ,
               is
               a
               Thing
               to
               Thank
               Providence
               for
               ,
               without
               standing
               upon
               a
               Reward
               for
               the
               Service
               .
               The
               Bone
               in
               the
               Throat
               of
               the
               Wolf
               ,
               may
               be
               Understood
               of
               any
               sort
               of
               Pinch
               ,
               or
               Calamity
               ,
               either
               in
               Body
               ,
               Liberty
               ,
               or
               Fortune
               .
               How
               many
               do
               we
               see
               Daily
               ,
               Gaping
               and
               Struggling
               with
               Bones
               in
               their
               Throats
               ,
               that
               when
               they
               have
               gotten
               them
               drawn
               out
               ,
               have
               Attempted
               the
               Ruine
               of
               their
               Deliverers
               !
               The
               World
               ,
               in
               short
               ,
               is
               full
               of
               Practices
               and
               Examples
               to
               Answer
               the
               Intent
               of
               this
               Fable
               ;
               and
               there
               are
               Thousands
               of
               Consciences
               that
               will
               be
               Touch'd
               with
               the
               Reading
               of
               it
               ,
               whose
               Names
               are
               not
               written
               in
               their
               Foreheads
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             IX
             .
             A
             Countryman
             and
             a
             Snake
             .
          
           
             A
             Countryman
             happen'd
             in
             a
             Hard
             Winter
             to
             spy
             a
             Snake
             under
             a
             Hedg
             ,
             that
             was
             half
             Frozen
             to
             Death
             .
             The
             Man
             was
             Good
             Natur'd
             ,
             and
             Took
             it
             up
             ,
             and
             kept
             it
             in
             his
             Bosom
             ,
             till
             Warmth
             brought
             it
             to
             Life
             again
             ;
             and
             so
             soon
             as
             ever
             it
             
             was
             in
             Condition
             to
             do
             Mischief
             ,
             it
             bit
             the
             very
             Man
             that
             sav'd
             the
             Life
             on
             't
             .
             Ah
             thou
             Ungrateful
             Wretch
             !
             Says
             he
             ,
             Is
             that
             Venomous
             Ill
             Nature
             of
             thine
             to
             be
             Satisfi'd
             with
             nothing
             less
             than
             the
             Ruine
             of
             thy
             Preserver
             ?
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               are
               Some
               Men
               like
               Some
               Snakes
               ;
               'T
               is
               Natural
               to
               them
               to
               be
               doing
               Mischief
               ;
               and
               the
               Greater
               the
               Benefit
               on
               the
               One
               side
               ,
               the
               More
               implacable
               is
               the
               Malice
               on
               the
               other
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               HE
               that
               takes
               an
               Ungrateful
               Man
               into
               his
               Bosom
               ,
               is
               well
               nigh
               sure
               to
               be
               Betray'd
               ;
               and
               it
               is
               no
               longer
               Charity
               ,
               but
               Folly
               ,
               to
               think
               of
               Obliging
               the
               Common
               Enemies
               of
               Mankind
               .
               But
               't
               is
               no
               New
               Thing
               for
               good
               Natur'd
               Men
               to
               meet
               with
               Ungrateful
               Returns
               .
               Wherefore
               Friendships
               ,
               Charities
               ,
               and
               Kindnesses
               ,
               should
               be
               well
               Weigh'd
               and
               Examin'd
               ,
               as
               to
               the
               Circumstances
               of
               Time
               ,
               Place
               ,
               Manner
               ,
               Person
               ,
               and
               Proportion
               ,
               before
               we
               Sign
               and
               Seal
               .
               A
               Man
               had
               much
               better
               take
               a
               Tyger
               into
               his
               Grounds
               ,
               than
               a
               Snake
               into
               his
               Bosom
               .
               How
               many
               Examples
               have
               we
               seen
               with
               our
               own
               Eyes
               ,
               of
               Men
               that
               have
               been
               pick'd
               up
               and
               Reliev'd
               out
               of
               Starving
               Necessities
               ,
               without
               either
               Spirit
               ,
               or
               Strength
               to
               do
               Mischief
               ,
               who
               in
               requital
               have
               afterwards
               conspir'd
               against
               the
               Life
               ,
               Honor
               ,
               and
               Fortune
               of
               their
               Patrons
               and
               Redeemers
               .
               Did
               ever
               any
               of
               these
               Human
               Snakes
               lose
               their
               Venom
               for
               lying
               under
               some
               Temporary
               Incapacity
               of
               Using
               it
               ?
               Will
               they
               be
               ever
               the
               less
               Dangerous
               and
               Malicious
               ,
               when
               Warmth
               shall
               bring
               them
               to
               themselves
               again
               ;
               because
               they
               were
               once
               Frozen
               and
               Benumm'd
               with
               Cold
               ?
               The
               very
               Credulity
               Encourages
               an
               Abuse
               ,
               where
               the
               Will
               to
               do
               Mischief
               only
               waits
               for
               the
               Power
               ,
               and
               Opportunity
               of
               putting
               it
               in
               Execution
               .
               Facility
               makes
               the
               Innocent
               a
               Prey
               to
               the
               Crafty
               :
               Wherefore
               it
               is
               highly
               necessary
               for
               the
               One
               to
               know
               how
               far
               ,
               and
               to
               Whom
               he
               Trusts
               ;
               and
               for
               the
               Other
               to
               understand
               what
               he
               is
               to
               Trust
               to
               .
               The
               Snake
               ,
               after
               his
               Recovery
               ,
               is
               the
               very
               same
               Snake
               still
               ,
               that
               he
               was
               at
               first
               .
               How
               many
               People
               have
               we
               read
               of
               in
               Story
               ,
               that
               after
               a
               Pardon
               for
               One
               Rebellion
               ,
               have
               been
               taken
               in
               Another
               with
               That
               very
               Pardon
               in
               their
               Pockets
               ,
               and
               the
               Ink
               scarce
               Dry
               upon
               the
               Parchment
               ?
               Now
               all
               this
               is
               no
               more
               than
               the
               Proverb
               in
               a
               
                 Fable
                 :
                 Save
                 a
                 Thiefe
                 from
                 the
                 Gallows
                 ,
                 and
                 he
                 'll
                 Cut
                 your
                 Throat
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             X.
             A
             Lion
             and
             an
             Asse
             .
          
           
             AN
             Asse
             was
             so
             Hardy
             once
             ,
             as
             to
             fall
             a
             Mopping
             and
             Braying
             at
             a
             Lyon.
             The
             Lyon
             began
             at
             first
             to
             shew
             his
             Teeth
             ,
             and
             to
             Stomack
             the
             Affront
             ;
             but
             upon
             Second
             Thoughts
             ;
             Well!
             (
             says
             he
             )
             
               Ieer
               on
               ,
               and
               be
               an
            
             Asse
             still
             .
             Take
             notice
             only
             by
             the
             way
             ,
             that
             't
             is
             the
             Baseness
             of
             your
             Character
             that
             has
             sav'd
             your
             Carcass
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               It
               is
               below
               the
               Dignity
               of
               a
               Great
               Mind
               to
               Entertain
               Contests
               with
               People
               that
               have
               neither
               Quality
               nor
               Courage
               :
               Beside
               the
               Folly
               of
               Contending
               with
               a
               Miserable
               Wretch
               ,
               where
               the
               very
               Competition
               is
               a
               Scandal
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               SCOUNDRELS
               are
               apt
               to
               be
               Insolent
               toward
               their
               Superiors
               ;
               but
               it
               does
               not
               yet
               become
               a
               man
               of
               Honor
               and
               Wisdom
               ,
               to
               Contest
               with
               Mean
               Rascals
               ;
               and
               to
               Answer
               Every
               Fool
               in
               his
               Folly.
               One
               Indignity
               is
               not
               to
               be
               Reveng'd
               by
               Another
               .
            
             
               The
               very
               Contest
               sets
               the
               Master
               and
               the
               Man
               upon
               the
               Same
               Level
               ;
               and
               the
               Lion
               was
               in
               the
               Right
               ,
               not
               to
               Cast
               away
               his
               Displeasure
               upon
               an
               Asse
               ,
               where
               there
               was
               only
               Reputation
               to
               be
               Lost
               ,
               and
               None
               to
               be
               Gotten
               .
               The
               very
               Beasts
               of
               the
               Forrest
               will
               Rise
               up
               in
               Judgment
               against
               such
               men
               .
               Contempt
               in
               such
               a
               Case
               as
               This
               ,
               is
               the
               only
               Honorable
               Revenge
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             XI
             .
             A
             
               City
               Mouse
            
             and
             a
             
               Country
               Mouse
            
             .
          
           
             THere
             goes
             an
             Old
             Story
             of
             a
             
               Country
               Mouse
            
             that
             Invited
             a
             City-Sister
             of
             hers
             to
             a
             Country
             Collation
             ,
             where
             she
             spar'd
             for
             Nothing
             that
             the
             Place
             afforded
             ;
             as
             Mouldy
             Crusts
             ,
             Cheese-Parings
             ,
             Musty
             Oatmeal
             ,
             Rusty
             Bacon
             ,
             and
             the
             like
             .
             Now
             the
             City-Dame
             was
             so
             well
             bred
             ,
             as
             Seemingly
             to
             take
             All
             in
             Good
             Part
             :
             But
             yet
             at
             last
             ,
             Sister
             (
             says
             she
             ,
             after
             the
             Civilest
             Fashion
             )
             why
             will
             you
             be
             Miserable
             when
             you
             may
             be
             Happy
             ?
             Why
             will
             you
             lie
             Pining
             ,
             and
             Pinching
             your self
             in
             such
             a
             Lonesome
             Starving
             Course
             of
             Life
             as
             This
             is
             ;
             when
             t
             is
             but
             going
             to
             Town
             along
             with
             Me
             ;
             to
             Enjoy
             all
             the
             Pleasures
             ,
             and
             Plenty
             that
             Your
             Heart
             can
             Wish
             ?
             This
             was
             a
             Temptation
             the
             
               Country
               Mouse
            
             was
             not
             able
             to
             Resist
             ;
             so
             that
             away
             they
             Trudg'd
             together
             ,
             and
             about
             Midnight
             got
             to
             their
             Journeys
             End.
             The
             
               City
               Mouse
            
             shew'd
             her
             Friend
             the
             Larder
             ,
             the
             Pantry
             ,
             the
             Kitchin
             ,
             and
             Other
             Offices
             where
             she
             laid
             her
             Stores
             ;
             and
             after
             This
             ,
             carry'd
             her
             into
             the
             Parlour
             ,
             where
             they
             found
             ,
             yet
             upon
             the
             Table
             ,
             the
             Reliques
             of
             a
             Mighty
             Entertainment
             of
             That
             very
             Night
             .
             The
             City-Mouse
             Carv'd
             her
             Companion
             of
             what
             she
             lik'd
             Best
             ,
             and
             so
             to
             't
             they
             fell
             upon
             a
             Velvet
             Couch
             together
             :
             The
             Poor
             Bumkin
             that
             had
             never
             seen
             ,
             nor
             heard
             of
             such
             Doings
             before
             ,
             Bless'd
             her self
             at
             the
             Change
             of
             her
             Condition
             ,
             when
             (
             as
             ill
             luck
             would
             have
             it
             )
             all
             on
             a
             Sudden
             ,
             the
             Doors
             flew
             open
             ,
             and
             in
             comes
             a
             Crew
             of
             Roaring
             Bullies
             ,
             with
             their
             Wenches
             ,
             their
             Dogs
             ,
             and
             their
             Bottles
             ,
             and
             put
             the
             Poor
             Mice
             to
             their
             Wits
             End
             ,
             how
             to
             save
             their
             Skins
             .
             The
             Stranger
             Especially
             ,
             that
             had
             never
             been
             at
             This
             
             Sport
             before
             ;
             but
             she
             made
             a
             Shift
             however
             for
             the
             present
             ,
             to
             slink
             into
             a
             Corner
             ,
             where
             she
             lay
             Trembling
             and
             Panting
             'till
             the
             Company
             went
             their
             Way
             .
             So
             soon
             as
             ever
             the
             House
             was
             Quiet
             again
             ,
             Well
             :
             My
             
               Court
               Sister
            
             ,
             says
             she
             ,
             If
             This
             be
             the
             Way
             of
             Your
             Town-Gamboles
             ,
             I
             'll
             e'en
             back
             to
             my
             Cottage
             ,
             and
             my
             Mouldy
             Cheese
             again
             ;
             for
             I
             had
             much
             rather
             lie
             Knabbing
             of
             Crusts
             ,
             without
             either
             Fear
             or
             Danger
             ,
             in
             my
             Own
             Little
             Hole
             ,
             than
             be
             Mistress
             of
             the
             Whole
             World
             with
             Perpetual
             Cares
             and
             Alarums
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Difference
               betwixt
               a
               Court
               and
               a
               Country
               Life
               .
               The
               Delights
               ,
               Innocence
               ,
               and
               Security
               of
               the
               One
               ,
               Compar'd
               with
               the
               Anxiety
               ,
               the
               Lewdness
               ,
               and
               the
               Hazards
               of
               the
               Other
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Design
               of
               This
               Fable
               is
               to
               set
               forth
               the
               Advantages
               of
               a
               Private
               Life
               ,
               above
               Those
               of
               a
               Publick
               ;
               which
               are
               certainly
               very
               Great
               ,
               if
               the
               Blessings
               of
               Innocence
               ,
               Security
               ,
               Meditation
               ,
               Good
               Air
               ,
               Health
               ,
               and
               sound
               Sleeps
               ,
               without
               the
               Rages
               of
               Wine
               ,
               and
               Lust
               ,
               or
               the
               Contagion
               of
               Idle
               Examples
               ,
               can
               make
               them
               so
               :
               For
               Every
               Thing
               there
               ,
               is
               Natural
               and
               Gracious
               .
               There
               's
               the
               Diversion
               of
               All
               Healthful
               Exercises
               for
               the
               Body
               ;
               The
               Entertainment
               of
               the
               Place
               ,
               and
               of
               the
               Rivers
               ,
               without
               any
               Base
               Interest
               to
               Corrupt
               ,
               either
               the
               Virtue
               ,
               or
               the
               Peace
               of
               our
               Lives
               .
               He
               that
               's
               a
               Slave
               in
               the
               Town
               is
               a
               kind
               of
               a
               Petty
               Prince
               in
               the
               Country
               .
               He
               loves
               his
               Neighbours
               ,
               without
               Pride
               ,
               and
               lives
               in
               Charity
               with
               the
               Whole
               World.
               All
               that
               he
               sees
               is
               his
               Own
               ,
               as
               to
               the
               Delight
               of
               it
               ,
               without
               Envying
               the
               Prosperity
               .
               His
               Doors
               are
               not
               Troubled
               with
               either
               Dunns
               ,
               or
               Fools
               ,
               and
               he
               has
               the
               Sages
               of
               All
               Times
               in
               his
               Cabinet
               for
               his
               Companions
               .
               He
               lives
               to
               Himself
               as
               well
               as
               to
               the
               World
               ,
               without
               Brawles
               or
               Quarrels
               ,
               of
               any
               sort
               whatsoever
               .
               He
               sees
               No
               Bloody
               Murders
               ;
               He
               hears
               No
               Blasphemous
               Execrations
               ;
               He
               lives
               free
               from
               the
               Plagues
               of
               Jealousie
               and
               Envy
               :
               And
               This
               is
               the
               Life
               in
               fine
               ,
               that
               the
               Greatest
               ,
               and
               the
               Wisest
               Men
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               Have
               ,
               or
               would
               have
               made
               Choice
               of
               ,
               if
               Cares
               and
               Business
               had
               not
               Hinder'd
               them
               from
               so
               Great
               a
               Blessing
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               against
               Common
               Justice
               to
               pass
               Sentence
               without
               hearing
               Both
               sides
               :
               And
               the
               Only
               way
               to
               come
               to
               a
               True
               Estimate
               upon
               the
               Odds
               betwixt
               a
               Publick
               and
               a
               Private
               Life
               ,
               is
               to
               Try
               Both.
               Virtue
               is
               only
               Glorious
               in
               the
               Native
               Simplicity
               of
               it
               ,
               and
               while
               it
               holds
               no
               Communication
               with
               Interest
               ,
               Fancy
               ,
               Sense
               ,
               or
               Ornament
               :
               Wherefore
               Aesop
               has
               done
               Wisely
               to
               cast
               the
               Issue
               of
               the
               Question
               upon
               the
               Experiment
               ,
               
                 Far
                 from
                 Iupiter
              
               (
               says
               the
               Adage
               )
               
                 far
                 from
                 the
                 Thunder
              
               .
               What
               signifies
               the
               Splendor
               ,
               and
               the
               Luxury
               of
               Courts
               ,
               considering
               the
               Slavish
               Attendances
               ,
               the
               Invidious
               Competitions
               ,
               and
               the
               Mortal
               Disappointments
               that
               go
               along
               with
               it
               .
               The
               Frowns
               of
               Princes
               ,
               and
               the
               Envy
               of
               those
               that
               Judge
               by
               Hearsay
               ,
               or
               Appearance
               ;
               without
               either
               Reason
               or
               Truth
               !
               To
               say
               nothing
               of
               the
               Innumerable
               Temptations
               ,
               Vices
               ,
               and
               Excesses
               ,
               of
               a
               Life
               of
               Pomp
               ,
               and
               Pleasure
               .
               Let
               a
               man
               but
               set
               the
               Pleasing
               of
               his
               Palate
               against
               the
               Surfeits
               of
               Gluttony
               and
               Excess
               ,
               The
               Starving
               of
               his
               Mind
               against
               a
               Pamper'd
               Carcass
               ;
               The
               Restless
               Importunities
               of
               Tale-bearers
               and
               Back
               Friends
               ,
               against
               Fair
               Words
               and
               Professions
               only
               from
               
               the
               Teeth
               outward
               :
               Let
               him
               ,
               I
               say
               ,
               but
               set
               the
               One
               in
               Ballance
               against
               the
               Other
               ,
               and
               he
               shall
               find
               himself
               Miserable
               ,
               even
               in
               the
               very
               Glutt
               of
               his
               Delights
               .
               To
               say
               All
               in
               a
               Word
               ;
               Let
               him
               but
               set
               the
               Comforts
               of
               a
               Life
               spent
               in
               Noise
               ,
               Formality
               ,
               and
               Tumult
               ,
               against
               the
               Blessings
               of
               a
               Retreat
               with
               Competency
               and
               Freedom
               ,
               and
               then
               Cast
               up
               his
               Account
               .
            
             
               What
               Man
               then
               ,
               that
               is
               not
               stark
               Mad
               ,
               will
               Voluntarily
               Expose
               himself
               to
               the
               Imperious
               Brow-beatings
               and
               Scorns
               of
               Great
               Men
               !
               to
               have
               a
               Dagger
               struck
               to
               his
               Heart
               in
               an
               Embrace
               ;
               To
               be
               torn
               to
               pieces
               by
               Calumny
               ,
               nay
               to
               be
               a
               Knave
               in
               his
               own
               Defence
               !
               for
               the
               Honester
               the
               Worse
               ,
               in
               a
               Vicious
               Age
               ,
               and
               where
               't
               is
               a
               Crime
               not
               to
               be
               like
               the
               Company
               .
               Men
               of
               that
               Character
               are
               not
               to
               be
               Read
               ,
               and
               Understood
               by
               their
               Words
               ,
               but
               by
               their
               Interests
               ;
               their
               Promises
               and
               Protestations
               are
               no
               longer
               Binding
               than
               while
               they
               are
               Profitable
               .
               But
               Baudoin
               has
               done
               so
               well
               upon
               this
               Fable
               ,
               that
               there
               needs
               no
               more
               to
               be
               said
               to
               't
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             XII
             .
             A
             Crow
             and
             a
             Muscle
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             one
             of
             Your
             Royston-Crows
             ,
             that
             lay
             Battering
             upon
             a
             Muscle
             ,
             and
             could
             not
             for
             his
             Blood
             break
             the
             Shell
             to
             come
             at
             the
             Fish.
             A
             Carrion-Crow
             ,
             in
             this
             Interim
             ,
             comes
             up
             ,
             and
             tells
             him
             ,
             that
             what
             he
             could
             not
             do
             by
             Force
             ,
             he
             might
             do
             by
             Stratagem
             .
             Take
             this
             Muscle
             up
             into
             the
             Air
             ,
             says
             the
             Crow
             ,
             as
             High
             as
             you
             can
             carry
             it
             ,
             and
             then
             let
             him
             fall
             upon
             that
             Rock
             there
             ;
             His
             Own
             Weight
             ,
             You
             shall
             see
             ,
             shall
             break
             him
             .
             The
             Roystoner
             took
             his
             Advice
             ,
             and
             it
             succeeded
             accordingly
             ;
             but
             while
             the
             One
             was
             upon
             Wing
             ,
             the
             Other
             stood
             Lurching
             upon
             the
             Ground
             ,
             and
             flew
             away
             with
             the
             Fish.
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               
                 Charity
                 begins
                 at
                 Home
              
               ,
               they
               say
               ;
               and
               most
               People
               are
               kind
               to
               their
               Neighbours
               for
               their
               Own
               sakes
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               ,
            
             
               IT
               is
               no
               longer
               an
               Amity
               of
               Virtue
               ,
               but
               of
               Design
               ,
               when
               we
               seek
               our
               Own
               Interest
               ,
               under
               Colour
               of
               obliging
               Others
               ;
               and
               men
               of
               Frankness
               and
               Simplicity
               ,
               are
               the
               most
               easily
               Impos'd
               upon
               ,
               where
               they
               have
               Craft
               and
               Treachery
               to
               deal
               withal
               .
               The
               Imposture
               ,
               in
               Truth
               ,
               can
               hardly
               Miscarry
               ,
               where
               there
               is
               a
               full
               Confidence
               on
               the
               One
               side
               ,
               and
               a
               Plausible
               Address
               and
               Disposition
               on
               the
               Other
               ;
               Wherefore
               't
               is
               good
               to
               be
               Wary
               ,
               but
               so
               as
               not
               to
               be
               Inexorable
               ,
               where
               there
               is
               but
               any
               place
               for
               Charity
               it self
               to
               hope
               for
               better
               things
               ;
               Not
               but
               that
               a
               Supine
               ,
               Credulous
               Facility
               exposes
               a
               man
               to
               be
               both
               a
               Prey
               ,
               and
               a
               Laughing
               stock
               ,
               at
               once
               .
               'T
               is
               not
               for
               us
               to
               judg
               of
               the
               good
               Faith
               of
               mens
               Intentions
               ,
               but
               by
               the
               Light
               we
               receive
               from
               their
               Works
               .
               We
               may
               set
               up
               this
               for
               a
               Rule
               however
               ,
               that
               where
               the
               Adviser
               is
               to
               be
               evidently
               the
               Better
               for
               the
               Council
               ,
               and
               the
               Advised
               ,
               in
               Manifest
               Danger
               to
               be
               the
               worse
               for
               't
               ,
               there
               's
               no
               Medling
               .
               The
               Crow's
               Counsel
               was
               good
               enough
               in
               itself
               ;
               but
               it
               was
               given
               with
               a
               fraudulent
               Intention
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             XIII
             .
             A
             Fox
             and
             a
             Raven
             .
          
           
             A
             Certain
             Fox
             spy'd
             out
             a
             Raven
             upon
             a
             Tree
             with
             a
             Morsel
             in
             his
             mouth
             ,
             that
             set
             his
             Chops
             a
             watering
             ;
             but
             how
             to
             come
             at
             it
             was
             the
             Question
             .
             Ah
             thou
             Blessed
             Bird
             !
             (
             says
             he
             )
             the
             Delight
             of
             Gods
             ,
             and
             of
             Men
             !
             and
             so
             he
             lays
             himself
             forth
             upon
             the
             Gracefulness
             of
             the
             Ravens
             Person
             ,
             and
             the
             Beauty
             of
             his
             Plumes
             ;
             His
             Admirable
             Gift
             of
             Augury
             ,
             &c.
             
             And
             now
             ,
             says
             the
             Fox
             ,
             If
             thou
             hadst
             but
             a
             Voice
             answerable
             to
             the
             rest
             of
             thy
             Excellent
             Qualities
             ,
             the
             Sun
             in
             the
             Firmament
             could
             not
             shew
             the
             World
             such
             Another
             Creature
             .
             This
             Nauseous
             Flattery
             sets
             the
             Raven
             immediately
             a
             Gaping
             as
             Wide
             as
             ever
             he
             could
             stretch
             ,
             to
             give
             the
             Fox
             a
             taste
             of
             his
             Pipe
             ;
             but
             upon
             the
             Opening
             of
             his
             Mouth
             ,
             he
             drops
             his
             Breakfast
             ,
             which
             the
             Fox
             presently
             Chopt
             up
             ,
             and
             then
             bad
             him
             remember
             ,
             that
             whatever
             he
             had
             said
             of
             his
             Beauty
             ,
             he
             had
             spoken
             Nothing
             yet
             of
             his
             Brains
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               's
               hardly
               any
               man
               Living
               that
               may
               not
               be
               wrought
               upon
               more
               or
               less
               by
               Flattery
               :
               For
               we
               do
               all
               of
               us
               Naturally
               Overween
               in
               our
               Own
               Favour
               :
               But
               when
               it
               comes
               to
               be
               Apply'd
               once
               to
               a
               Vain
               Fool
               ,
               it
               makes
               him
               forty
               times
               an
               Arranter
               Sot
               than
               he
               was
               before
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Fable
               shews
               us
               the
               Danger
               and
               the
               Nature
               of
               Flattery
               .
               It
               calls
               Good
               Things
               by
               Ill
               Names
               ,
               and
               Ill
               by
               Good
               ;
               but
               it
               will
               never
               be
               out
               of
               Credit
               ,
               so
               long
               as
               there
               are
               Knaves
               to
               Give
               it
               ,
               and
               Fools
               to
               Take
               it
               .
               It
               is
               never
               more
               Pernicious
               than
               in
               the
               Courts
               of
               Great
               Princes
               ,
               because
               a
               good
               deal
               of
               it
               looks
               like
               Duty
               ;
               as
               in
               private
               Cases
               ,
               it
               carries
               a
               face
               of
               Friendship
               .
               The
               way
               to
               Rise
               is
               to
               Please
               ,
               and
               whatever
               is
               gotten
               by
               't
               ,
               comes
               by
               Treachery
               .
               'T
               is
               a
               Design
               that
               endangers
               both
               Body
               ,
               Soul
               ,
               and
               Estate
               ;
               and
               not
               One
               Man
               of
               a
               Million
               that
               's
               Proof
               against
               it
               .
               But
               Great
               and
               Good
               Men
               will
               rather
               look
               for
               their
               Character
               in
               the
               Writings
               and
               Precepts
               of
               the
               Philosophers
               ,
               than
               in
               the
               Hyperboles
               of
               their
               Flatterers
               .
               For
               they
               know
               very
               well
               that
               
                 Wise
                 Books
              
               are
               the
               Only
               
                 True
                 Friends
              
               .
            
             
               There
               's
               a
               Fawning
               ,
               Crafty
               Knave
               ,
               and
               a
               Vain
               ,
               Easie
               Fool
               ,
               well
               met
               ,
               in
               this
               Fable
               of
               the
               Fox
               and
               the
               Raven
               ;
               which
               is
               no
               more
               at
               last
               ,
               than
               One
               sort
               of
               Rascal
               Cajoling
               Another
               ;
               And
               then
               to
               shew
               us
               ,
               both
               that
               Impudence
               will
               stick
               at
               Nothing
               ,
               and
               that
               a
               Self-Conceited
               Fop
               will
               swallow
               Any
               thing
               ,
               the
               Raven's
               Beauty
               forsooth
               ,
               and
               his
               Voice
               are
               the
               Topiques
               ,
               that
               Reynard
               has
               made
               choice
               of
               to
               Dilate
               upon
               .
               The
               two
               main
               Ends
               of
               Flattery
               ,
               are
               Profit
               ,
               or
               Safety
               ,
               though
               there
               are
               many
               others
               too
               that
               are
               less
               Principal
               ;
               but
               in
               some
               respect
               or
               other
               ,
               Reducible
               to
               these
               Heads
               .
               The
               One
               is
               too
               Mercenary
               ,
               and
               the
               Other
               too
               Servile
               ,
               for
               a
               man
               of
               Worth.
               There
               are
               also
               several
               sorts
               and
               degrees
               of
               it
               under
               this
               Division
               ;
               and
               divers
               ways
               of
               Address
               and
               Application
               .
               But
               Flattery
               is
               Flattery
               still
               ,
               and
               the
               Moral
               extends
               to
               All.
               
            
             
             
               'T
               is
               in
               it self
               an
               Unmanly
               ,
               Slavish
               Vice
               ;
               but
               it
               is
               much
               Worse
               yet
               for
               the
               Alliance
               it
               has
               to
               Hypocrisie
               :
               for
               while
               we
               make
               other
               people
               think
               Better
               of
               themselves
               than
               they
               Deserve
               ,
               we
               make
               them
               think
               Better
               of
               Us
               too
               than
               We
               Deserve
               :
               For
               Self-love
               and
               Vanity
               on
               the
               One
               hand
               ,
               Assists
               the
               Falseness
               and
               the
               Considence
               on
               the
               Other
               ,
               while
               it
               serves
               to
               confirm
               weak
               Minds
               in
               the
               Opinion
               they
               had
               of
               Themselves
               before
               ;
               and
               makes
               them
               Parties
               ,
               effectually
               ,
               in
               a
               Conspiracy
               ,
               to
               their
               Own
               Ruin.
               The
               Measures
               ,
               and
               the
               Artifices
               of
               it
               are
               Many
               ,
               and
               in
               divers
               Cases
               so
               like
               Sincerity
               ,
               that
               what
               betwixt
               Custom
               ,
               and
               the
               Nature
               of
               the
               Thing
               ,
               it
               looks
               ,
               in
               truth
               ,
               like
               a
               Virtue
               ,
               and
               a
               Duty
               ;
               that
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               where
               it
               is
               so
               manag'd
               ,
               as
               to
               be
               rather
               Instructive
               than
               pussing
               up
               .
               As
               for
               Example
               ,
               for
               a
               body
               to
               say
               ,
               [
               
                 This
                 or
                 That
                 was
                 Wisely
                 foreseen
                 ,
              
               ]
               Or
               [
               
                 You
                 intend
                 ,
                 I
                 presume
                 ,
                 to
                 go
                 This
                 or
                 That
                 Way
                 to
                 Work
                 :
              
               ]
               and
               the
               like
               .
               Such
               an
               Insinuation
               as
               this
               is
               ,
               carries
               the
               Force
               in
               it
               of
               a
               Tacite
               ,
               and
               a
               prudent
               Advice
               ;
               for
               it
               both
               serves
               to
               point
               out
               the
               Reason
               of
               the
               thing
               ,
               and
               it
               preserves
               the
               Decency
               of
               that
               Respect
               which
               ought
               to
               go
               along
               with
               it
               .
               'T
               is
               a
               good
               Hint
               ,
               the
               very
               suggesting
               of
               such
               or
               such
               a
               Precaution
               ,
               though
               the
               consideration
               perhaps
               never
               came
               near
               the
               t'
               others
               Thought
               .
               But
               there
               is
               a
               certain
               Habitual
               Meanness
               of
               Soul
               ,
               which
               has
               so
               far
               prevail'd
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               that
               Common
               Civility
               is
               no
               less
               Tainted
               by
               Course
               and
               Custom
               ,
               than
               Friendship
               and
               Conversation
               is
               by
               Corruption
               .
            
             
               It
               is
               the
               Parasites
               Act
               to
               cast
               himself
               into
               all
               Shapes
               that
               may
               sort
               with
               the
               Figure
               of
               his
               Patron
               ,
               in
               what
               Post
               ,
               Function
               ,
               or
               Administration
               soever
               ;
               and
               to
               frame
               the
               Air
               and
               Countenance
               of
               his
               Words
               ,
               Looks
               ,
               and
               Actions
               accordingly
               ,
               with
               a
               respect
               to
               his
               Power
               ,
               Wisdom
               ,
               Conduct
               ,
               Bravery
               ,
               Generosity
               ,
               Justice
               ,
               or
               what
               other
               Subject
               he
               thinks
               fit
               to
               treat
               upon
               .
               So
               that
               let
               him
               be
               never
               so
               Perfidious
               ,
               Shallow
               ,
               Rash
               ,
               Timorous
               ,
               Envious
               ,
               Malicious
               ,
               Proud
               ,
               Covetous
               ,
               &c.
               a
               Little
               
                 Court
                 Holy-Water
              
               Washes
               off
               all
               Stains
               .
               And
               what
               is
               this
               upon
               the
               Main
               now
               ,
               but
               an
               Exchange
               of
               Air
               for
               Substance
               ,
               and
               parting
               with
               All
               that
               either
               is
               ,
               or
               ought
               to
               be
               Dear
               to
               us
               ,
               for
               a
               Song
               .
               The
               Flatterer
               ,
               first
               Counsels
               his
               Patron
               to
               his
               Loss
               ;
               and
               then
               betrays
               him
               into
               the
               making
               himself
               Ridiculous
               ;
               as
               what
               can
               be
               more
               so
               ,
               than
               for
               a
               Raven
               to
               Value
               Himself
               upon
               his
               Croaking
               ,
               or
               an
               Asse
               upon
               his
               Braying
               ?
               The
               only
               Benefit
               ,
               or
               Good
               of
               Flattery
               is
               this
               ;
               that
               by
               Hearing
               what
               we
               are
               Not
               ;
               we
               may
               be
               Instructed
               what
               we
               Ought
               to
               be
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             XIV
             .
             An
             
               Old
               Lion.
            
             
          
           
             A
             Lion
             that
             in
             the
             Days
             of
             his
             Youth
             and
             Strength
             ,
             had
             been
             very
             Outrageous
             and
             Cruel
             ,
             came
             in
             the
             end
             to
             be
             Reduced
             by
             Old
             Age
             ,
             and
             Infirmity
             ,
             to
             the
             last
             Degree
             of
             Misery
             ,
             and
             Contempt
             :
             Insomuch
             that
             All
             the
             Beasts
             of
             the
             Forrest
             ;
             some
             out
             of
             Insolence
             ,
             others
             in
             Revenge
             ,
             some
             in
             fine
             ,
             upon
             One
             Pretence
             ,
             some
             upon
             Another
             ,
             fell
             upon
             him
             by
             Consent
             .
             He
             was
             a
             Miserable
             Creature
             to
             all
             Intents
             and
             Purposes
             ;
             but
             Nothing
             went
             so
             near
             the
             Heart
             of
             him
             in
             his
             Distress
             ,
             as
             to
             find
             himself
             Batter'd
             by
             the
             Heel
             of
             an
             Asse
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               A
               Prince
               that
               does
               not
               secure
               Friends
               to
               Himself
               while
               he
               is
               in
               Power
               and
               Condition
               to
               oblige
               them
               ,
               must
               never
               expect
               to
               find
               Friends
               ,
               when
               he
               is
               Old
               and
               Impotent
               ,
               and
               no
               longer
               Able
               to
               do
               them
               any
               Good.
               If
               he
               Governs
               Tyrannically
               in
               his
               Youth
               ,
               he
               will
               be
               sure
               to
               be
               Treated
               Contemptuously
               in
               his
               Age
               ;
               and
               the
               Baser
               his
               Enemies
               are
               ,
               the
               more
               Insolent
               ,
               and
               Intollerable
               will
               be
               the
               Affront
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               This
               may
               serve
               for
               a
               Lesson
               to
               men
               in
               Power
               ,
               that
               they
               Treasure
               up
               Friends
               in
               their
               Prosperity
               ,
               against
               a
               time
               of
               Need
               ;
               for
               He
               that
               does
               not
               Secure
               himself
               of
               a
               stock
               of
               Reputation
               in
               his
               Greatness
               ,
               shall
               most
               Certainly
               fall
               Unpity'd
               in
               his
               Adversity
               :
               And
               the
               Baser
               his
               Enemies
               are
               ,
               the
               more
               insupportable
               is
               the
               Insolence
               ,
               and
               the
               forwarder
               will
               they
               be
               to
               Trample
               upon
               him
               .
            
             
               The
               Case
               of
               this
               Miserable
               
                 Old
                 Lion
              
               may
               serve
               to
               put
               Great
               Men
               in
               mind
               ,
               that
               the
               Wheele
               of
               Time
               ,
               and
               of
               Fortune
               is
               still
               Rolling
               ,
               and
               that
               they
               themselves
               are
               to
               lie
               down
               at
               last
               in
               the
               Grave
               with
               Common
               Dust
               :
               And
               without
               any
               thing
               to
               support
               them
               in
               their
               Age
               ,
               but
               the
               Reputation
               ,
               Virtue
               and
               Conscience
               of
               a
               well
               spent
               Youth
               .
               Nay
               Age
               it self
               ,
               is
               well-nigh
               sufficient
               to
               Deface
               every
               Letter
               and
               Action
               in
               the
               History
               of
               a
               Meritorious
               Life
               .
               For
               Old
               Services
               are
               Bury'd
               under
               the
               Ruines
               of
               an
               Old
               Carcass
               :
               But
               there
               are
               None
               yet
               that
               fall
               so
               Unpity'd
               ;
               so
               Just
               ,
               so
               Necessary
               ,
               and
               so
               Grateful
               a
               Sacrifice
               to
               the
               Rage
               and
               Scorn
               of
               the
               common
               People
               ,
               as
               those
               that
               have
               rais'd
               themselves
               upon
               the
               Spoiles
               of
               the
               Publick
               :
               Especially
               when
               that
               Oppression
               is
               Aggravated
               with
               a
               Wanton
               Cruelty
               ,
               and
               with
               Blood
               and
               Rapine
               ,
               for
               the
               very
               love
               of
               Wickedness
               .
               It
               is
               a
               kind
               of
               Arrogance
               ,
               in
               such
               a
               case
               ,
               to
               be
               Honest
               ,
               where
               't
               is
               both
               a
               Fashion
               ,
               and
               a
               Credit
               to
               be
               Other
               .
            
             
               The
               Lion
               is
               here
               upon
               his
               Death-Bed
               ;
               Not
               a
               Friend
               left
               him
               ,
               nor
               so
               much
               as
               an
               Enemy
               ,
               with
               either
               Fangs
               or
               Claws
               ,
               that
               does
               not
               stand
               Gaping
               and
               Waiting
               for
               a
               Collop
               of
               him
               .
               Here
               he
               lies
               ,
               Faint
               ,
               Poor
               ,
               and
               Defenceless
               ,
               under
               the
               Judgment
               of
               Divine
               Vengeance
               ,
               and
               the
               Animadversion
               of
               Humane
               Justice
               ,
               both
               at
               once
               ;
               stung
               in
               his
               own
               Thoughts
               with
               the
               Guilty
               Remembrance
               of
               the
               Pride
               and
               Riot
               of
               his
               Youth
               ,
               Abandon'd
               and
               Despis'd
               ,
               by
               the
               Righteous
               Retaliation
               of
               Heaven
               it self
               :
               All
               his
               Sins
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               all
               his
               Adversaries
               ;
               his
               Frauds
               ,
               and
               Cruelties
               ;
               Broken
               Vows
               ,
               Promises
               and
               Contracts
               ,
               his
               Tyranny
               and
               Hypocrisie
               ,
               and
               the
               Iniquity
               ,
               in
               fine
               ,
               of
               All
               his
               Councels
               ,
               and
               Practices
               for
               the
               Ruine
               of
               the
               Guiltless
               flying
               in
               the
               face
               of
               him
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             XV.
             An
             Asse
             and
             a
             Whelp
             .
          
           
             A
             Gentleman
             had
             got
             a
             Favourite
             -
             Spaniel
             ,
             that
             would
             be
             still
             Toying
             ,
             and
             Leaping
             upon
             him
             ,
             Licking
             his
             Cheeks
             ,
             and
             playing
             a
             Thousand
             pretty
             Gambles
             ,
             which
             the
             Master
             was
             well
             enough
             pleas'd
             withall
             .
             This
             Wanton
             Humour
             succeeded
             so
             well
             with
             the
             Puppy
             ,
             that
             an
             Asse
             in
             the
             House
             would
             needs
             go
             the
             
             same
             Gamesom
             Way
             to
             Work
             ,
             to
             Curry
             favour
             for
             Himself
             too
             ;
             but
             he
             was
             quickly
             given
             to
             Understand
             ,
             with
             a
             Good
             Cudgel
             ,
             the
             Difference
             betwixt
             the
             One
             Play-Fellow
             and
             the
             Other
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               People
               that
               live
               by
               Example
               ,
               should
               do
               well
               to
               look
               very
               Narrowly
               into
               the
               Force
               and
               Authority
               of
               the
               President
               ,
               without
               Saying
               ,
               or
               Doing
               Things
               at
               a
               Venture
               :
               for
               that
               may
               Become
               One
               Man
               ,
               which
               would
               be
               Absolutely
               Intolerable
               in
               Another
               ,
               under
               Differing
               Circumstances
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               Under
               the
               Allegory
               of
               the
               Asse
               ,
               is
               Insinuated
               the
               License
               of
               a
               Buffoon
               .
               There
               's
               Mischief
               and
               Scandal
               in
               the
               very
               Sport
               ,
               and
               Humour
               of
               it
               .
               There
               are
               some
               men
               that
               seem
               to
               have
               Brutal
               Minds
               wrapt
               up
               in
               Humane
               Shapes
               ,
               Their
               very
               Caresses
               are
               Rude
               and
               Importune
               ,
               and
               with
               
                 Aesops
                 Asse
              
               here
               ,
               their
               very
               Complements
               deserve
               a
               Correction
               ,
               rather
               than
               an
               Encouragement
               ,
               or
               a
               Reward
               .
            
             
               All
               Creatures
               have
               somewhat
               in
               them
               peculiar
               to
               their
               Several
               Species
               ;
               and
               that
               Practice
               is
               still
               the
               Best
               which
               is
               most
               Consonant
               to
               the
               Nature
               of
               them
               ,
               by
               a
               Common
               Instinct
               .
               The
               Fawnings
               of
               an
               Asse
               are
               as
               Unnatural
               as
               the
               Brayings
               would
               be
               of
               a
               Dog
               ,
               and
               a
               man
               would
               as
               soon
               Chuse
               him
               for
               his
               Bed
               fellow
               as
               for
               his
               Play
               fellow
               .
               He
               that
               follows
               Nature
               is
               never
               out
               of
               his
               Way
               ;
               and
               that
               which
               is
               Best
               for
               every
               Man
               ,
               is
               Fittest
               for
               him
               too
               .
               He
               does
               it
               with
               Ease
               and
               Success
               ,
               whereas
               all
               Imitation
               is
               Puti'd
               ,
               and
               Servile
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             XVI
             .
             A
             Lion
             and
             a
             Mouse
             .
          
           
             UPon
             the
             Roaring
             of
             a
             Beast
             in
             the
             Wood
             ,
             a
             Mouse
             ran
             presently
             out
             to
             see
             what
             News
             :
             and
             what
             was
             it
             ,
             but
             a
             Lion
             Hamper'd
             in
             a
             Net
             !
             This
             Accident
             brought
             to
             her
             mind
             ,
             how
             that
             she
             her self
             ,
             but
             some
             few
             Days
             before
             ,
             had
             fall'n
             under
             the
             Paw
             of
             a
             Certain
             Generous
             Lion
             ,
             that
             let
             her
             go
             again
             .
             Upon
             a
             Strict
             Enquiry
             into
             the
             Matter
             ,
             she
             found
             This
             to
             be
             That
             very
             Lion
             ;
             and
             so
             set
             her self
             presently
             to
             Work
             upon
             the
             Couplings
             of
             the
             Net
             ;
             Gnaw'd
             the
             Threds
             to
             pieces
             ,
             and
             in
             Gratitude
             Deliver'd
             her
             Preserver
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Without
               Good
               Nature
               ,
               and
               Gratitude
               ,
               Men
               had
               as
               good
               live
               in
               a
               Wilderness
               as
               in
               a
               Society
               .
               There
               is
               no
               Subject
               so
               Inconsiderable
               ,
               but
               his
               Prince
               ,
               at
               some
               time
               or
               Other
               ,
               may
               have
               Occasion
               for
               him
               ,
               and
               it
               holds
               through
               the
               Whole
               Scale
               of
               the
               Creation
               ,
               that
               the
               Great
               and
               the
               Little
               have
               Need
               one
               of
               Another
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               There
               is
               Nothing
               so
               Little
               ,
               but
               Greatness
               may
               come
               to
               Stand
               in
               need
               on
               't
               ,
               and
               therefore
               Prudence
               and
               Discretion
               ought
               to
               have
               a
               place
               in
               Clemency
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               in
               Piety
               and
               Justice
               .
               'T
               is
               
                 Doing
                 as
                 we
                 would
                 be
                 done
                 by
              
               ;
               and
               the
               Obligation
               is
               yet
               Stronger
               ,
               when
               there
               is
               Gratitude
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               Honour
               and
               Good
               Nature
               in
               the
               Case
               .
               The
               Generosity
               of
               the
               Lion
               ,
               and
               the
               Gratitude
               of
               the
               Mouse
               ;
               The
               Power
               ,
               the
               Dignity
               ,
               and
               the
               Eminence
               of
               the
               One
               ,
               and
               the
               Meanness
               of
               the
               Other
               ;
               do
               all
               Concur
               to
               the
               making
               of
               this
               a
               very
               Instructive
               Fable
               .
               Who
               would
               have
               thought
               that
               Providence
               should
               ever
               have
               lay'd
               the
               Life
               of
               a
               Lion
               at
               the
               Mercy
               of
               a
               Mouse
               ?
               But
               the
               Divine
               Wisdom
               that
               brings
               the
               Greatest
               Ends
               to
               pass
               by
               the
               most
               Despicable
               Means
               ,
               Orders
               the
               Reward
               of
               Virtue
               ,
               and
               the
               punishment
               of
               Vice
               ,
               by
               Ways
               only
               known
               to
               it self
               ,
               in
               token
               of
               an
               Approbation
               of
               the
               One
               ,
               and
               a
               Dislike
               of
               the
               Other
               .
            
             
               Here
               's
               a
               Recommendation
               of
               Clemency
               and
               Wisdom
               ,
               Both
               in
               One
               ;
               for
               the
               Lion
               ,
               in
               sparing
               the
               Life
               of
               the
               Mouse
               ,
               sav'd
               his
               Own
               ;
               and
               has
               left
               us
               in
               this
               Fable
               ,
               an
               Instance
               of
               a
               Grateful
               Beast
               ,
               that
               will
               stand
               upon
               Record
               to
               the
               Confusion
               of
               many
               an
               Ungrateful
               Man
               ;
               that
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               against
               those
               that
               in
               their
               Prosperity
               forget
               the
               Friends
               ,
               that
               to
               their
               Loss
               and
               Hazard
               ,
               stood
               by
               and
               succour'd
               them
               in
               their
               Adversity
               .
               This
               is
               a
               Sin
               of
               so
               odious
               and
               Dangerous
               an
               Example
               ,
               that
               it
               puts
               even
               Piety
               ,
               and
               Gratitude
               it self
               out
               of
               Countenance
               .
               And
               then
               the
               Tenderness
               on
               the
               other
               side
               ,
               is
               Matter
               of
               Interest
               ,
               and
               ordinary
               Prudence
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               of
               Virtue
               .
               If
               this
               Lion
               had
               kill'd
               the
               Mouse
               ,
               what
               would
               the
               
                 other
                 Mice
              
               have
               said
               or
               Done
               afterward
               ,
               when
               they
               should
               have
               found
               the
               same
               Lion
               in
               the
               Toil
               ?
               [
               Have
               a
               care
               Good
               People
               ;
               for
               this
               is
               He
               that
               killed
               our
               Sister
               ,
               and
               we
               cannot
               save
               His
               Life
               ,
               without
               Hazarding
               our
               Own.
               If
               the
               Huntsmen
               Kill
               Him
               ,
               we
               are
               sure
               He
               'll
               never
               Kill
               Us
               ;
               Beside
               that
               we
               shall
               have
               one
               Enemy
               the
               fewer
               for
               't
               ,
               when
               he
               's
               gone
               .
               ]
               Now
               the
               Reason
               of
               
                 Aesops
                 Mouse
              
               here
               ,
               works
               quite
               Another
               way
               .
               This
               Lion
               ,
               (
               says
               he
               )
               gave
               Me
               my
               Life
               ,
               when
               he
               had
               it
               at
               Mercy
               ,
               and
               it
               is
               now
               My
               Turn
               ,
               and
               Duty
               ,
               to
               do
               what
               I
               can
               to
               preserve
               His.
               No
               Flesh
               ,
               in
               fine
               ,
               can
               be
               so
               Great
               ,
               as
               not
               to
               tremble
               under
               the
               Force
               and
               Consequences
               of
               this
               President
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             XVII
             .
             A
             
               Sick
               Kite
            
             and
             her
             Mother
             .
          
           
             PRay
             Mother
             (
             says
             a
             Sick
             Kite
             )
             Give
             over
             these
             Idle
             Lamentations
             ,
             and
             let
             Me
             rather
             have
             your
             Prayers
             .
             Alas
             !
             my
             Child
             ,
             (
             says
             the
             Dam
             )
             which
             of
             the
             Gods
             shall
             I
             go
             to
             ,
             for
             a
             Wretch
             that
             has
             Robb'd
             All
             their
             Altars
             ?
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Nothing
               but
               the
               Conscience
               of
               a
               Virtuous
               Life
               ,
               can
               make
               Death
               Easie
               to
               us
               ;
               Wherefore
               there
               's
               No
               Trusting
               to
               the
               Distraction
               of
               an
               Agonizing
               ,
               and
               a
               Death-bed
               Repentance
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Kite's
               Death-bed
               Devotion
               and
               Repentance
               works
               like
               the
               Charity
               and
               Piety
               of
               a
               great
               many
               Penitents
               we
               meet
               with
               in
               the
               World
               ;
               that
               after
               the
               Robbing
               of
               Temples
               ,
               the
               prophaning
               of
               Altars
               ,
               and
               other
               Violences
               of
               Rapine
               and
               Oppression
               ,
               Build
               an
               Hospital
               perhaps
               ,
               or
               some
               Little
               Alms-House
               ,
               out
               of
               the
               Ruines
               of
               the
               Church
               ,
               and
               the
               spoils
               of
               Widows
               and
               Orphans
               ;
               put
               up
               a
               Bill
               for
               the
               Prayers
               of
               the
               Congregation
               ;
               Wipe
               their
               Mouths
               ,
               and
               All
               's
               well
               again
               .
               But
               't
               is
               not
               for
               a
               Wicked
               Life
               to
               trust
               to
               the
               Hazzards
               of
               an
               Uncertain
               State
               ,
               and
               Disposition
               at
               the
               point
               of
               Death
               .
               When
               Men
               come
               to
               that
               Last
               Extremity
               once
               ,
               by
               Languor
               ,
               Pain
               ,
               or
               Sickness
               ;
               and
               to
               lie
               Agonizing
               betwixt
               Heaven
               and
               Hell
               ,
               under
               the
               stroke
               either
               of
               a
               Divine
               Judgment
               ,
               or
               of
               Human
               Frailty
               ,
               They
               are
               not
               commonly
               so
               sensible
               of
               their
               Wickedness
               ,
               or
               so
               Effectually
               touch'd
               with
               the
               remorse
               of
               a
               true
               Repentance
               ,
               as
               they
               are
               Distracted
               with
               the
               terrors
               of
               Death
               ,
               and
               the
               Dark
               Visionary
               Apprehensions
               of
               what
               's
               to
               come
               .
               People
               in
               that
               Condition
               do
               but
               discharge
               themselves
               of
               Burdensom
               Reflexions
               ,
               as
               they
               do
               of
               the
               Cargo
               of
               a
               Ship
               at
               Sea
               that
               has
               sprung
               a
               Leak
               :
               Every
               thing
               is
               done
               in
               a
               Hurry
               ,
               and
               men
               only
               part
               with
               their
               Sins
               in
               the
               one
               Case
               ,
               as
               they
               do
               with
               their
               Goods
               in
               the
               other
               ;
               to
               Fish
               them
               up
               again
               ,
               so
               soon
               as
               the
               storm
               is
               over
               .
               Grace
               must
               be
               very
               strong
               in
               these
               Conflicts
               ,
               wholly
               to
               Vanquish
               the
               weaknesses
               of
               Distressed
               Nature
               .
               That
               certainly
               is
               none
               of
               the
               time
               to
               make
               Choice
               of
               for
               the
               Great
               Work
               of
               reconciling
               our selves
               to
               Heaven
               ,
               when
               we
               are
               divided
               ,
               and
               confounded
               betwixt
               an
               Anguish
               of
               Body
               ,
               and
               of
               Mind
               :
               And
               the
               Man
               is
               worse
               than
               Mad
               that
               Ventures
               his
               Salvation
               upon
               that
               Desperate
               Issue
               .
               We
               have
               abundance
               of
               these
               
                 Sick
                 Kites
              
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               that
               after
               a
               Sacrilegious
               Life
               ,
               spent
               in
               the
               Robbing
               of
               the
               Church
               ,
               would
               willingly
               be
               thought
               to
               Die
               in
               the
               Bosom
               of
               it
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             XVIII
             .
             A
             Swallow
             and
             other
             Birds
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Country
             Fellow
             at
             work
             a
             Sowing
             his
             Grounds
             ,
             and
             a
             Swallow
             (
             being
             a
             Bird
             famous
             for
             Providence
             and
             Foresight
             )
             call'd
             a
             company
             of
             
               Little
               Birds
            
             about
             her
             ,
             and
             bad
             ▪
             em
             take
             Good
             Notice
             what
             that
             Fellow
             was
             a
             doing
             .
             You
             must
             know
             (
             says
             the
             Swallow
             )
             that
             all
             the
             Fowlers
             Nets
             and
             Snares
             are
             made
             of
             Hemp
             ,
             or
             Flax
             ;
             and
             that
             's
             the
             Seed
             that
             he
             is
             now
             a
             Sowing
             .
             Pick
             it
             up
             in
             time
             for
             fear
             of
             what
             may
             come
             on
             't
             .
             In
             short
             ,
             they
             put
             it
             off
             ,
             till
             it
             took
             Root
             ;
             and
             then
             again
             ,
             till
             it
             was
             sprung
             up
             into
             the
             Blade
             .
             Upon
             this
             ,
             the
             Swallow
             told
             'em
             once
             for
             All
             ,
             that
             it
             was
             not
             yet
             too
             Late
             to
             prevent
             the
             Mischief
             ,
             if
             they
             would
             but
             bestir
             themselves
             ,
             and
             set
             Heartily
             about
             it
             ;
             but
             finding
             that
             no
             Heed
             was
             given
             to
             what
             she
             said
             ;
             She
             e'en
             bad
             adieu
             to
             her
             old
             Companions
             in
             the
             Woods
             ,
             and
             so
             betook
             her self
             to
             a
             City
             Life
             ,
             
             and
             to
             the
             Conversation
             of
             Men.
             This
             Flax
             and
             Hemp
             came
             in
             time
             to
             be
             Gather'd
             ,
             and
             Wrought
             ,
             and
             it
             was
             this
             Swallows
             Fortune
             to
             see
             Several
             of
             the
             very
             same
             Birds
             that
             she
             had
             forewarn'd
             ,
             taken
             in
             Nets
             ,
             made
             of
             the
             very
             Stuff
             she
             told
             them
             off
             .
             They
             came
             at
             last
             to
             be
             Sensible
             of
             the
             folly
             of
             slipping
             their
             Opportunity
             ;
             but
             they
             were
             Lost
             beyond
             All
             Redemption
             first
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Wise
               Men
               read
               Effects
               in
               their
               Causes
               ,
               but
               Fools
               will
               not
               Believe
               them
               till
               't
               is
               too
               late
               to
               prevent
               the
               Mischief
               .
               Delay
               in
               these
               Cases
               is
               Mortal
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               MANY
               and
               Many
               a
               time
               has
               this
               been
               our
               own
               Case
               ,
               both
               publick
               and
               private
               ,
               when
               we
               would
               not
               Believe
               the
               Danger
               of
               things
               'till
               the
               Evil
               was
               come
               upon
               us
               :
               But
               Good
               Council
               is
               cast
               away
               ,
               upon
               the
               Arrogant
               ,
               the
               Self-conceited
               ,
               or
               the
               stupid
               ,
               who
               are
               either
               too
               Proud
               to
               take
               it
               ,
               or
               too
               Heavy
               to
               Understand
               it
               .
            
             
               The
               Sowing
               of
               Hemp-seed
               ,
               and
               of
               Plot-seed
               is
               much
               at
               one
               .
               The
               Design
               ,
               and
               the
               End
               are
               Destruction
               ,
               Both
               Alike
               .
               The
               Swallow
               proposes
               the
               Preventing
               of
               ill
               Consequences
               in
               their
               Causes
               ,
               and
               Obviating
               the
               Mischief
               Betimes
               :
               But
               that
               Counsel
               is
               either
               thrown
               off
               with
               a
               Raillery
               ,
               or
               not
               minded
               at
               all
               :
               
                 Governours
                 would
                 have
                 enough
                 to
                 do
                 ,
                 they
                 Cry
                 ,
                 to
                 trouble
                 their
                 Heads
                 with
                 the
                 Politiques
                 of
                 every
                 Medling
                 Officious
                 Impertinent
                 .
              
               Well!
               It
               takes
               Root
               ;
               shews
               itself
               in
               the
               Blade
               ,
               Advances
               ,
               and
               Ripens
               :
               And
               still
               the
               Swallow
               is
               but
               the
               same
               Fool
               over
               again
               ,
               for
               continuing
               the
               same
               Advice
               .
               The
               Hemp
               comes
               at
               last
               to
               be
               pluckt-up
               ,
               Pill'd
               ,
               Dress'd
               ,
               and
               Spun
               ;
               The
               Nets
               and
               Snares
               made
               and
               laid
               ;
               and
               yet
               all
               this
               while
               the
               Birds
               could
               never
               find
               a
               time
               to
               Bethink
               themselves
               ,
               till
               they
               came
               to
               be
               Hamper'd
               ,
               and
               Ruined
               past
               Recovery
               .
            
             
               What
               is
               all
               this
               but
               a
               perfect
               Emblem
               of
               the
               Method
               of
               Destroying
               Kingdoms
               and
               States
               .
               Cautions
               ,
               or
               the
               common
               Ways
               of
               Anticipating
               ,
               or
               Defeating
               〈◊〉
               ,
               are
               below
               the
               Wisdom
               of
               men
               of
               Intrigue
               ,
               and
               Cabal
               ;
               till
               at
               last
               ,
               a
               Faction
               comes
               to
               be
               too
               hard
               for
               the
               Government
               .
               Now
               whether
               this
               befals
               a
               Kingdom
               by
               Envy
               ,
               Ignorance
               ,
               Conspiracy
               ,
               Treachery
               ,
               or
               Presumption
               ,
               it
               comes
               all
               to
               a
               case
               ,
               so
               long
               as
               it
               does
               the
               Work.
               It
               is
               the
               Bane
               of
               Society
               ,
               and
               in
               truth
               ,
               even
               of
               particular
               Persons
               too
               ,
               when
               betwixt
               Laziness
               and
               Neglect
               ,
               men
               slip
               all
               the
               Opportunities
               ,
               with
               the
               Birds
               here
               in
               the
               Fable
               ,
               of
               a
               Safe
               ,
               and
               of
               a
               Happy
               Life
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             XIX
             .
             The
             Frogs
             Chuse
             a
             King.
             
          
           
             IN
             the
             days
             of
             Old
             ,
             when
             the
             Frogs
             were
             All
             at
             liberty
             in
             the
             Lakes
             ,
             and
             grown
             quite
             Weary
             of
             living
             without
             Government
             ,
             they
             Petition'd
             Iupiter
             for
             a
             King
             ,
             to
             the
             End
             that
             there
             might
             be
             
             some
             Distinction
             of
             Good
             and
             Evil
             ,
             by
             Certain
             Equitable
             Rules
             and
             Methods
             of
             Reward
             and
             Punishment
             .
             Iupiter
             ,
             that
             knew
             the
             Vanity
             of
             their
             Hearts
             ,
             threw
             them
             down
             a
             Log
             for
             their
             Governour
             ;
             which
             ,
             upon
             the
             first
             Dash
             ,
             frighted
             the
             whole
             Mobile
             of
             them
             into
             the
             Mudd
             for
             the
             very
             fear
             on
             't
             .
             This
             Panick
             Terror
             kept
             them
             in
             Awe
             for
             a
             while
             ,
             'till
             in
             good
             time
             ,
             one
             Frog
             ,
             Bolder
             than
             the
             Rest
             ,
             put
             up
             his
             Head
             ,
             and
             look'd
             about
             him
             ,
             to
             see
             how
             squares
             went
             with
             their
             
               New
               King.
            
             Upon
             This
             ,
             he
             calls
             his
             Fellow-Subjects
             together
             ;
             Opens
             the
             truth
             of
             the
             Case
             ;
             and
             Nothing
             would
             serve
             them
             then
             ,
             but
             Riding
             a-top
             of
             him
             ,
             Insomuch
             that
             the
             Dread
             they
             were
             in
             before
             ,
             is
             now
             turn'd
             into
             Insolence
             ,
             and
             Tumult
             .
             
               This
               King
            
             they
             said
             was
             too
             Tame
             for
             them
             ,
             and
             Iupiter
             must
             needs
             be
             Entreated
             to
             send
             'em
             Another
             :
             He
             did
             so
             ,
             but
             Authors
             are
             Divided
             upon
             it
             ,
             whether
             't
             was
             a
             Stork
             ,
             or
             a
             Serpent
             ;
             though
             whether
             of
             the
             Two
             soever
             it
             was
             ,
             he
             left
             them
             neither
             Liberty
             ,
             nor
             Property
             ,
             but
             made
             a
             Prey
             of
             his
             Subjects
             .
             Such
             was
             their
             Condition
             in
             fine
             ,
             that
             they
             sent
             Mercury
             to
             Iupiter
             yet
             once
             again
             for
             
               Another
               King
            
             ,
             whose
             Answer
             was
             This
             :
             
               They
               that
               will
               not
               be
               Contented
               when
               they
               are
               Well
               ,
               must
               be
               Patient
               when
               Things
               are
               Amiss
               with
               them
            
             ;
             and
             People
             had
             better
             Rest
             where
             they
             are
             ,
             than
             go
             farther
             ,
             and
             fare
             Worse
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Mobile
               are
               Uneasie
               without
               a
               Ruler
               :
               They
               are
               as
               Restless
               with
               one
               ;
               and
               the
               oftn'er
               they
               shift
               ,
               the
               Worse
               they
               Are
               ;
               So
               that
               Government
               ,
               or
               No
               Government
               ;
               a
               King
               of
               God's
               Making
               ,
               or
               of
               the
               Peoples
               ,
               or
               none
               at
               all
               ;
               the
               Multitude
               are
               never
               to
               be
               satisfied
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Fable
               ,
               under
               the
               Emblem
               of
               the
               Frogs
               ,
               sets
               forth
               the
               Murmuring
               ,
               and
               the
               Unsteadiness
               of
               the
               Common
               People
               ;
               that
               in
               a
               State
               of
               Liberty
               will
               have
               a
               King
               :
               They
               do
               not
               like
               him
               when
               they
               have
               him
               ,
               and
               so
               Change
               again
               ,
               and
               grow
               Sicker
               of
               the
               Next
               ,
               than
               they
               were
               of
               the
               Former
               .
               Now
               the
               Bus'ness
               is
               only
               this
               :
               They
               are
               never
               satisfy'd
               with
               their
               present
               Condition
               ;
               but
               their
               Governors
               are
               still
               either
               too
               Dull
               ,
               or
               too
               Rigid
               .
               'T
               is
               a
               Madness
               for
               him
               that
               's
               Free
               ,
               to
               put
               himself
               into
               a
               state
               of
               Bondage
               ,
               and
               rather
               than
               bear
               a
               Less
               Misfortune
               to
               Hazzard
               a
               Greater
               .
            
             
               This
               Allusion
               of
               the
               Frogs
               runs
               upon
               All
               Four
               (
               as
               they
               say
               )
               in
               the
               Resemblance
               of
               the
               Multitude
               ,
               both
               for
               the
               Humour
               ,
               the
               Murmur
               ,
               the
               Importunity
               ,
               and
               the
               subject-Matter
               of
               the
               Petition
               .
               Redress
               of
               Grievances
               is
               the
               Question
               ,
               and
               the
               Devil
               of
               it
               is
               ,
               that
               the
               Petitioners
               are
               never
               to
               be
               pleas'd
               .
               In
               one
               Fit
               they
               cannot
               be
               
                 Without
                 Government
              
               :
               In
               Another
               they
               cannot
               bear
               the
               Yoak
               on
               't
               .
               They
               find
               Absolute
               Freedom
               to
               be
               a
               Direct
               State
               of
               War
               ;
               for
               where
               there
               's
               no
               Means
               of
               either
               preventing
               Strife
               ,
               or
               Ending
               it
               ,
               the
               Weaker
               are
               still
               a
               Prey
               to
               the
               Stronger
               .
               
                 One
                 King
              
               is
               too
               Soft
               ,
               and
               Easie
               for
               them
               ;
               Another
               too
               Fierce
               !
               And
               then
               a
               Third
               Change
               
               would
               do
               Better
               they
               think
               .
               Now
               't
               is
               Impossible
               to
               satisfie
               people
               that
               would
               have
               they
               know
               not
               what
               .
               They
               Beg
               and
               Wrangle
               ,
               and
               Appeal
               ,
               and
               their
               Answer
               is
               at
               last
               ,
               that
               if
               they
               shift
               again
               ,
               they
               shall
               be
               still
               Worse
               ;
               By
               which
               ,
               the
               Frogs
               are
               given
               to
               Understand
               the
               very
               truth
               of
               the
               Matter
               ,
               as
               we
               find
               it
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               both
               in
               the
               Nature
               ,
               and
               Reason
               of
               the
               Thing
               ,
               and
               in
               Policy
               ,
               and
               Religion
               ;
               which
               is
               ,
               That
               
                 Kings
                 are
                 from
                 God
              
               ,
               and
               that
               it
               is
               a
               Sin
               ,
               a
               Folly
               ,
               and
               a
               Madness
               ,
               to
               struggle
               with
               his
               Appointments
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             XX.
             The
             
               Kite
               ,
               Hawk
            
             ,
             and
             Pigeons
             .
          
           
             THE
             Pigeons
             finding
             themselves
             Persecuted
             by
             the
             Kite
             ,
             made
             Choice
             of
             the
             Hawk
             for
             their
             Guardian
             .
             The
             Hawk
             sets
             up
             for
             their
             Protector
             ;
             but
             under
             Countenance
             of
             That
             Authority
             ,
             makes
             more
             Havock
             in
             the
             Dove-House
             in
             Two
             Days
             ,
             than
             the
             Kite
             could
             have
             done
             in
             Twice
             as
             many
             Months
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               a
               Dangerous
               Thing
               for
               People
               to
               call
               in
               a
               Powerful
               and
               an
               Ambitious
               man
               for
               their
               Protector
               ;
               and
               upon
               the
               Clamour
               of
               here
               and
               there
               a
               Private
               person
               ,
               to
               hazard
               the
               Whole
               Community
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               IT
               is
               Highly
               Dangerous
               ,
               and
               Imprudent
               ,
               for
               a
               People
               in
               War
               to
               call
               in
               an
               Enemy-Prince
               to
               their
               Defence
               .
               There
               's
               no
               Trusting
               a
               Perfidious
               Man
               ,
               nor
               any
               Enmity
               like
               the
               Pretended
               Protection
               of
               a
               Treacherous
               Friend
               .
            
             
               There
               is
               no
               Living
               in
               this
               World
               without
               Inconveniences
               ,
               and
               therefore
               People
               should
               have
               the
               Wit
               ,
               or
               the
               Honesty
               ,
               to
               take
               up
               with
               the
               Least
               ,
               and
               to
               bear
               the
               Lot
               ,
               which
               is
               not
               to
               be
               Avoided
               ,
               with
               Honour
               ,
               and
               Patience
               .
               How
               many
               Experiments
               have
               been
               made
               in
               the
               Memory
               of
               Man
               ,
               both
               in
               Religion
               ,
               and
               in
               State
               ,
               to
               mend
               Matters
               ,
               upon
               pretence
               that
               they
               were
               Uneasie
               ,
               by
               making
               them
               Intolerable
               ,
               And
               whence
               is
               This
               ,
               but
               from
               a
               Mistaken
               Opinion
               of
               the
               Present
               ,
               and
               as
               False
               a
               Judgment
               of
               the
               Future
               !
               And
               all
               for
               want
               of
               Rightly
               Understanding
               the
               Nature
               and
               the
               Condition
               of
               Things
               ,
               and
               for
               want
               of
               Foresight
               into
               Events
               .
               But
               we
               are
               Mad
               upon
               Variety
               ,
               and
               so
               Sick
               of
               the
               Present
               ,
               (
               how
               much
               soever
               Without
               ,
               or
               Against
               Reason
               )
               that
               we
               Abandon
               the
               Wisdom
               ,
               and
               the
               Providence
               of
               Heaven
               ,
               and
               Fly
               from
               the
               Grievances
               of
               God's
               Appointment
               ,
               to
               Blind
               Chance
               for
               a
               Remedy
               .
               This
               Fable
               in
               One
               Word
               was
               never
               more
               Exactly
               Moralized
               than
               in
               our
               Broils
               of
               Famous
               Memory
               .
            
             
               The
               Kite
               was
               the
               
                 Evil
                 Counsellour
              
               ;
               The
               
                 Free-Born
                 People
              
               that
               Complain'd
               of
               them
               were
               the
               Pigeons
               ;
               The
               Hawk
               was
               the
               Power
               or
               Authority
               that
               they
               Appeal'd
               to
               for
               Protection
               .
               And
               what
               did
               all
               this
               come
               to
               at
               Last
               ?
               The
               very
               Guardians
               that
               took
               upon
               them
               to
               Rescue
               the
               Pigeons
               from
               the
               Kite
               ,
               destroy'd
               the
               Whole
               Dove-House
               ,
               devour'd
               the
               Birds
               ,
               and
               shar'd
               the
               Spoil
               among
               Themselves
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             XXI
             .
             A
             Dog
             and
             a
             Thief
             .
          
           
             AS
             a
             Gang
             of
             Thieves
             were
             at
             work
             to
             Rob
             a
             House
             ,
             a
             Mastiff
             took
             the
             Alarum
             ,
             and
             fell
             a
             Baying
             :
             One
             of
             the
             Company
             spoke
             him
             Fair
             ,
             and
             would
             have
             Stopt
             his
             Mouth
             with
             a
             Crust
             :
             No
             ,
             says
             the
             Dog
             ,
             This
             will
             not
             do
             ,
             for
             Several
             Reasons
             .
             First
             ,
             I
             'll
             take
             no
             Bribes
             to
             Betray
             my
             Master
             .
             Secondly
             ,
             I
             am
             not
             such
             a
             Fool
             neither
             ,
             as
             to
             sell
             the
             Ease
             and
             Liberty
             of
             my
             Whole
             Life
             to
             come
             ,
             for
             a
             piece
             of
             Bread
             in
             Hand
             :
             For
             when
             you
             have
             Rifled
             my
             Master
             ;
             pray
             who
             shall
             Maintain
             Me
             ?
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Fair
               Words
               ,
               Presents
               ,
               and
               Flatteries
               are
               the
               Methods
               of
               Treachery
               in
               Courts
               as
               well
               as
               in
               Cottages
               ,
               only
               the
               Dogs
               are
               Truer
               to
               their
               Masters
               than
               the
               Men.
               
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               WHEN
               Ill
               Men
               take
               up
               a
               Fit
               of
               Kindness
               all
               on
               a
               sudden
               ,
               and
               appear
               to
               be
               Better
               Natur'd
               than
               Usual
               ,
               't
               is
               Good
               Discretion
               to
               suspect
               Fraud
               ,
               and
               to
               lay
               their
               Words
               ,
               and
               their
               Practices
               together
               :
               The
               Greater
               the
               Trust
               ,
               the
               Greater
               is
               the
               Treachery
               ,
               and
               the
               Baser
               is
               the
               Villany
               too
               .
               This
               Moral
               reaches
               to
               All
               sorts
               of
               Trustees
               whatsoever
               .
            
             
               It
               were
               well
               if
               All
               
                 Two-Footed
                 Servants
              
               were
               but
               as
               Faithful
               to
               their
               Masters
               as
               This
               
                 Four-Legg'd
                 Animal
              
               .
               A
               Loaf
               of
               Bread
               was
               as
               much
               to
               Him
               as
               a
               Bag
               of
               Guineas
               to
               a
               Great-Officer
               ;
               And
               why
               should
               not
               the
               One
               make
               as
               much
               Conscience
               of
               Betraying
               his
               Patron
               for
               Gold
               ,
               as
               the
               Other
               of
               doing
               it
               for
               a
               Crust
               ?
               Beside
               the
               Right
               Reasoning
               of
               the
               Dog
               uppon
               the
               Consequence
               of
               Things
               .
               
                 If
                 I
                 take
                 Your
                 Bread
              
               ,
               (
               says
               he
               )
               
                 You
                 'll
                 Rob
                 My
                 Master
              
               .
               But
               in
               the
               Other
               case
               it
               is
               not
               so
               much
               a
               Deliberation
               of
               what
               will
               follow
               upon
               't
               ,
               as
               a
               kind
               of
               Tacit
               Composition
               ,
               that
               does
               as
               good
               as
               say
               [
               
                 For
                 so
                 much
                 Mony
                 I
                 'll
                 shut
                 my
                 Eyes
                 ,
                 and
                 let
                 You
                 Rob
                 my
                 Master
                 .
              
               ]
               Here
               's
               an
               Emblem
               now
               ,
               of
               the
               Foresight
               ,
               Fidelity
               ,
               and
               Duty
               of
               a
               Trusty
               Servant
               ,
               on
               the
               One
               hand
               ,
               and
               of
               the
               Flattery
               ,
               Arts
               and
               Practices
               that
               are
               Employ'd
               by
               Evil
               Men
               to
               Corrupt
               him
               on
               the
               Other
               .
            
             
               Under
               the
               figure
               of
               This
               Faithful
               Trusty
               Servant
               ;
               is
               Couch'd
               a
               Lecture
               to
               All
               men
               of
               Business
               ;
               let
               them
               be
               Councellors
               ,
               Confidents
               ,
               Favourites
               ,
               Officers
               ,
               Soldiers
               ,
               Traders
               ,
               or
               what
               you
               will.
               For
               there
               are
               Good
               and
               Bad
               of
               All
               Kinds
               and
               Professions
               .
               So
               that
               
                 Aesop's
                 Dog
              
               is
               a
               Reproach
               to
               
                 False
                 Men.
              
               Publick
               Persons
               have
               their
               ways
               of
               Temptation
               ,
               and
               Address
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               Private
               .
               And
               He
               that
               suffers
               a
               Government
               to
               be
               Abus'd
               by
               Carelesness
               ,
               or
               Neglect
               ,
               does
               the
               Same
               thing
               ,
               with
               Him
               that
               Maliciously
               and
               Corruptly
               sets
               himself
               to
               Cozen
               it
               .
               This
               holds
               as
               well
               too
               in
               the
               Private
               Case
               of
               being
               either
               Principal
               or
               Accessory
               to
               the
               Robbing
               of
               a
               House
               ;
               Only
               the
               Former
               ,
               is
               a
               Treachery
               of
               a
               Deeper
               Dye
               .
               There
               are
               Loaves
               at
               the
               Gates
               of
               Courts
               and
               Palaces
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               at
               the
               Door
               of
               a
               Cottage
               ;
               and
               to
               Encourage
               the
               Abuse
               ,
               there
               are
               a
               Thousand
               Quirks
               to
               avoid
               the
               Stroke
               of
               
               the
               Law
               ,
               though
               None
               to
               Avoid
               the
               Guilt
               of
               the
               Sin.
               There
               needs
               no
               Contract
               Express
               ;
               No
               Explicit
               Confederacy
               ;
               for
               the
               Consent
               ,
               and
               the
               Assistance
               is
               Imply'd
               in
               receiving
               the
               Present
               ;
               Or
               according
               to
               the
               Word
               in
               Fashion
               ,
               the
               [
               Acknowledgment
               :
               ]
               which
               is
               only
               a
               Softer
               Name
               for
               a
               Bribe
               .
               Now
               this
               Acknowledgment
               is
               of
               the
               Nature
               of
               a
               Direct
               Bargain
               ,
               where
               the
               Sum
               ,
               or
               the
               Reward
               is
               agreed
               upon
               before
               the
               Thing
               be
               done
               ;
               though
               there
               's
               room
               yet
               for
               a
               Distinction
               ,
               even
               in
               These
               Cases
               ,
               betwixt
               what
               's
               done
               Openly
               and
               Barefac'd
               ,
               and
               a
               Thing
               that
               's
               done
               in
               
                 Hugger
                 mugger
              
               ,
               under
               a
               Seal
               of
               Secrecy
               and
               Concealment
               .
               But
               the
               Conscience
               at
               last
               is
               the
               Best
               Judg
               of
               the
               Fraud
               .
               And
               without
               any
               more
               Words
               ,
               the
               Dog
               in
               the
               Fable
               perform'd
               All
               the
               Parts
               of
               a
               
                 Trusty
                 Servant
              
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             XXII
             .
             A
             Wolf
             and
             a
             Sow
             .
          
           
             A
             Wolf
             came
             to
             a
             Sow
             that
             was
             just
             lying
             down
             ,
             and
             very
             kindly
             offer'd
             to
             take
             care
             of
             her
             Litter
             .
             The
             Sow
             as
             Civily
             thank'd
             her
             for
             her
             Love
             ,
             and
             desir'd
             she
             would
             be
             pleas'd
             to
             stand
             off
             a
             little
             ,
             and
             do
             her
             the
             Good
             Office
             at
             a
             Distance
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               are
               no
               Snares
               so
               Dangerous
               as
               those
               that
               are
               laid
               for
               us
               under
               the
               Name
               of
               Good
               Offices
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               ALL
               Men
               are
               not
               to
               be
               Believ'd
               ,
               or
               Trusted
               in
               All
               Cases
               ;
               for
               People
               Generally
               Speaking
               are
               kind
               to
               their
               Neighbours
               for
               their
               Own
               Sakes
               .
               [
               
                 Timeo
                 Danaos
                 ,
                 &
                 Dona
                 ferentes
              
               ]
               A
               Wise
               Man
               will
               keep
               himself
               upon
               his
               Guard
               against
               the
               whole
               World
               ,
               and
               more
               Especially
               against
               a
               Known
               Enemy
               ,
               but
               most
               of
               All
               against
               that
               Enemy
               in
               the
               Shape
               of
               a
               Friend
               .
               As
               the
               S●…w
               had
               more
               Wit
               than
               to
               Entertain
               a
               Wolf
               for
               her
               Nurse
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             XXIII
             .
             A
             Mountain
             in
             Labour
             .
          
           
             VVHen
             Mountains
             cry
             out
             ,
             people
             may
             well
             be
             Excus'd
             the
             Apprehension
             of
             some
             Prodigious
             Birth
             .
             This
             was
             the
             Case
             here
             in
             the
             Fable
             .
             The
             Neighbourhood
             were
             All
             at
             their
             Wits
             end
             ,
             to
             consider
             what
             would
             be
             the
             Issue
             of
             That
             Labour
             ,
             and
             instead
             of
             the
             Dreadful
             Monster
             that
             they
             Expected
             ,
             Out
             comes
             at
             last
             a
             Ridiculous
             Mouse
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Much
               ado
               about
               Nothing
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               WHAT
               are
               All
               the
               Extravagant
               Attempts
               and
               Enterprizes
               of
               Vain
               Men
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               but
               Morals
               ,
               more
               or
               less
               of
               This
               Fable
               ?
               What
               are
               Mighty
               Pretences
               ,
               without
               Consideration
               ,
               or
               Effect
               ,
               but
               the
               Vapours
               of
               a
               Distemper
               ,
               that
               like
               Sickly
               Dreams
               ,
               have
               neither
               Issue
               nor
               Connexion
               ?
               And
               the
               Disappointment
               is
               not
               All
               neither
               ;
               for
               men
               make
               themselves
               Ridiculous
               ,
               instead
               of
               Terrible
               ,
               when
               this
               Tympany
               shall
               come
               to
               End
               in
               a
               Blast
               :
               and
               a
               Mountain
               to
               bring
               forth
               a
               Mouse
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             XXIV
             .
             An
             Asse
             and
             an
             
               Ungrateful
               Master
            
             .
          
           
             A
             Poor
             Asse
             ,
             that
             what
             with
             Age
             ,
             Labour
             ,
             and
             Hard
             Burdens
             ,
             was
             now
             worn
             out
             to
             the
             Stumps
             in
             the
             Service
             of
             an
             
               Unmerciful
               Master
            
             ,
             had
             the
             Ill
             Hap
             one
             day
             to
             make
             a
             False
             Step
             ,
             and
             to
             fall
             down
             under
             his
             Load
             .
             His
             Driver
             runs
             up
             to
             him
             Immediately
             ,
             and
             Beats
             him
             almost
             to
             Death
             for
             't
             .
             This
             (
             says
             the
             Asse
             to
             himself
             )
             is
             according
             to
             the
             Course
             of
             the
             Ungrateful
             World.
             One
             Casual
             Slip
             is
             enough
             to
             Weigh
             down
             the
             Faithful
             and
             Affectionate
             Services
             of
             Long
             Life
             .
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             XXV
             .
             An
             
               Old
               Dog
            
             and
             his
             Master
             .
          
           
             AN
             
               Old
               Dog
            
             ,
             that
             in
             his
             Youth
             had
             led
             his
             Master
             many
             a
             Merry
             Chase
             ,
             and
             done
             him
             all
             the
             Offices
             of
             a
             Trusty
             Servant
             ,
             came
             at
             last
             ,
             upon
             falling
             from
             his
             Speed
             and
             Vigour
             ,
             to
             be
             Loaden
             at
             Every
             turn
             with
             Blows
             and
             Reproaches
             for
             it
             .
             Why
             Sir
             ,
             (
             says
             the
             Dog
             )
             My
             Will
             is
             as
             Good
             as
             ever
             it
             was
             ;
             but
             my
             Strength
             ,
             and
             my
             Teeth
             are
             gone
             ;
             and
             you
             might
             with
             as
             good
             a
             Grace
             ,
             and
             Every
             jot
             as
             much
             Justice
             ,
             Hang
             me
             up
             because
             I
             'm
             Old
             ,
             as
             Beat
             me
             because
             I
             'm
             Impotent
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               of
               the
               two
               FABLES
               above
               .
            
             
               The
               Reward
               of
               Affection
               and
               Fidelity
               must
               be
               the
               Work
               of
               another
               World
               :
               Not
               but
               that
               the
               Conscience
               of
               Well-Doing
               is
               a
               Comfort
               that
               may
               pass
               
               for
               a
               Recompence
               even
               in
               This
               ;
               in
               Despite
               of
               Ingratitude
               and
               Injustice
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THESE
               Fables
               are
               a
               Reproof
               to
               the
               Ungrateful
               Cruelty
               of
               those
               that
               will
               neither
               Forgive
               One
               Slip
               ,
               nor
               Reward
               a
               Thousand
               Services
               ,
               but
               take
               more
               Notice
               of
               a
               Particular
               Unlucky
               Accident
               ,
               than
               of
               a
               General
               Laudable
               Practice
               .
               But
               One
               Stumble
               is
               enough
               to
               Deface
               the
               Character
               of
               an
               Honourable
               Life
               .
               It
               is
               a
               Barbarous
               Inhumanity
               in
               Great
               Men
               to
               Old
               Servants
               ,
               to
               make
               the
               Failings
               of
               Age
               to
               be
               a
               Crime
               ,
               without
               allowing
               the
               Past
               Services
               of
               Their
               Strength
               and
               Youth
               ,
               to
               have
               been
               a
               Virtue
               .
               And
               This
               is
               found
               in
               Governments
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               in
               Courts
               ,
               and
               Private
               Families
               ;
               with
               Masters
               and
               Mistresses
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               in
               States
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               a
               miserable
               Thing
               ,
               when
               Faithful
               Servants
               fall
               into
               the
               hands
               of
               Insensible
               ,
               and
               Unthankful
               Masters
               ;
               Such
               as
               Value
               Services
               only
               by
               the
               Profit
               they
               bring
               them
               ,
               without
               any
               regard
               to
               the
               Zeal
               ,
               Faith
               ,
               and
               Affections
               ,
               of
               the
               Heart
               ,
               and
               pay
               them
               with
               Blows
               ,
               and
               Reproaches
               in
               their
               Age
               ,
               for
               the
               Use
               ,
               Strength
               and
               Industry
               of
               their
               Youth
               .
               Nay
               Humane
               Frailty
               it self
               is
               Imputed
               to
               them
               for
               a
               Crime
               ,
               and
               they
               are
               Treated
               Worse
               than
               Beasts
               for
               not
               being
               More
               than
               Men.
               Here
               's
               an
               
                 Old
                 Drudging
                 Curr
              
               turn'd
               off
               to
               Shift
               for
               Himself
               ,
               for
               want
               of
               the
               very
               Teeth
               and
               Heels
               that
               he
               had
               lost
               in
               his
               Masters
               Service
               .
               Nay
               ,
               if
               he
               can
               but
               come
               off
               for
               Starving
               ,
               it
               passes
               for
               an
               Act
               of
               Mercy
               .
               Under
               These
               Circumstances
               ,
               the
               Bare
               Sense
               of
               a
               Calamity
               is
               call'd
               Grumbling
               ,
               and
               if
               a
               man
               does
               but
               make
               a
               Face
               upon
               the
               Boot
               ,
               he
               's
               presently
               a
               Male-Content
               .
               It
               may
               be
               a
               Question
               now
               ,
               whether
               the
               Wickedness
               ,
               or
               the
               Imprudence
               of
               this
               Iniquity
               be
               the
               more
               Pernicious
               ;
               for
               over
               and
               above
               the
               Inhumanity
               ,
               't
               is
               a
               Doctrine
               of
               Ill
               Consequence
               to
               the
               Master
               Himself
               ,
               to
               shew
               the
               World
               how
               Impossible
               a
               Thing
               it
               is
               for
               a
               Servant
               to
               Oblige
               and
               Please
               him
               :
               Nay
               ,
               it
               is
               some
               sort
               of
               Temptation
               also
               to
               Impiety
               and
               Injustice
               ,
               when
               Virtue
               and
               Duty
               come
               to
               be
               made
               Dangerous
               .
            
             
               And
               yet
               it
               is
               not
               One
               Master
               perhaps
               of
               Twenty
               ,
               all
               this
               while
               ,
               that
               either
               directs
               ,
               or
               takes
               Notice
               of
               These
               Indignities
               .
               It
               goes
               a
               Great
               Way
               ,
               't
               is
               true
               ,
               Barely
               to
               Permit
               them
               .
               One
               while
               perchance
               the
               Master
               is
               not
               Aware
               of
               what
               is
               done
               ,
               and
               then
               in
               Other
               Cases
               ,
               it
               may
               fall
               out
               Effectually
               to
               be
               his
               Own
               Act
               ,
               even
               against
               his
               Own
               Will
               :
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               when
               the
               Passions
               of
               Imperious
               ,
               and
               Ill
               Natur'd
               Servants
               are
               Cover'd
               with
               the
               Name
               and
               Authority
               of
               their
               Patrons
               ,
               in
               the
               Abuse
               of
               a
               Trust
               that
               was
               Plac'd
               in
               'em
               for
               Honester
               ,
               and
               for
               Nobler
               Ends.
               It
               is
               Congruous
               enough
               yet
               to
               Apply
               the
               Moral
               of
               This
               Fiction
               ,
               rather
               to
               the
               Driver
               of
               the
               Asse
               ,
               and
               to
               the
               Huntsman
               that
               Manag'd
               the
               Chase
               ,
               than
               to
               the
               Master
               Himself
               :
               But
               the
               Asse
               and
               Dog
               were
               Beaten
               however
               ,
               for
               being
               Old
               ,
               and
               spent
               ,
               in
               Despite
               of
               All
               the
               Bonds
               and
               Instincts
               of
               Honour
               ,
               Piety
               ,
               and
               Good
               Nature
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             XXVI
             .
             An
             Asse
             ,
             an
             Ape
             ,
             and
             a
             Mole
             .
          
           
             AN
             Asse
             and
             an
             Ape
             were
             Conferring
             Grievances
             .
             The
             Asse
             complain'd
             mightily
             for
             want
             of
             Horns
             ,
             and
             the
             Ape
             was
             as
             much
             troubled
             for
             want
             of
             a
             Tail.
             Hold
             your
             Tongues
             Both
             of
             ye
             ,
             says
             the
             Mole
             ,
             and
             be
             Thankful
             for
             what
             you
             have
             ,
             for
             the
             Poor
             Moles
             are
             Stark
             Blind
             ,
             and
             in
             a
             Worse
             Condition
             than
             either
             of
             ye
             .
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             XXVII
             .
             The
             Hares
             and
             the
             Frogs
             .
          
           
             ONce
             upon
             a
             time
             the
             Hares
             found
             themselves
             mightily
             Unsatisfy'd
             with
             the
             Miserable
             Condition
             they
             Liv'd
             in
             ,
             and
             call'd
             a
             Council
             to
             Advise
             upon
             't
             .
             Here
             we
             live
             ,
             says
             one
             of
             'em
             ,
             at
             the
             Mercy
             of
             Men
             ,
             Dogs
             ,
             Eagles
             ,
             and
             I
             know
             not
             how
             many
             Other
             Creatures
             and
             Vermine
             ,
             that
             Prey
             upon
             us
             at
             Pleasure
             ;
             Perpetually
             in
             Frights
             ,
             Perpetually
             in
             Danger
             ;
             And
             therefore
             I
             am
             absolutely
             of
             Opinion
             that
             we
             had
             Better
             Die
             once
             for
             All
             ,
             than
             live
             at
             This
             rate
             in
             a
             Continual
             Dread
             that
             's
             Worse
             than
             Death
             it self
             .
             The
             Motion
             was
             Seconded
             and
             Debated
             ,
             and
             a
             Resolution
             Immediately
             taken
             ,
             
               One
               and
               All
            
             ,
             to
             Drown
             Themselves
             .
             The
             Vote
             was
             no
             sooner
             pass'd
             ,
             but
             away
             they
             Scudded
             with
             That
             Determination
             to
             the
             Next
             Lake
             .
             Upon
             this
             Hurry
             ,
             there
             leapt
             a
             Whole
             Shoal
             of
             Frogs
             from
             the
             Bank
             into
             the
             Water
             ,
             for
             fear
             of
             the
             Hares
             .
             Nay
             ,
             then
             my
             Masters
             ,
             says
             one
             of
             the
             Gravest
             of
             the
             Company
             ,
             pray
             let
             's
             have
             a
             little
             Patience
             .
             Our
             Condition
             I
             find
             is
             not
             altogether
             so
             bad
             as
             we
             fancy'd
             it
             ;
             for
             there
             are
             Those
             you
             see
             that
             are
             as
             much
             affraid
             of
             Us
             ,
             as
             we
             are
             of
             Others
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               of
               the
               TWO
               Fables
               above
               .
            
             
               There
               's
               No
               Contending
               with
               the
               Orders
               and
               Decrees
               of
               Providence
               .
               He
               that
               Made
               us
               knows
               what
               's
               Fittest
               for
               us
               ;
               and
               Every
               man
               's
               Own
               Lot
               (
               well
               Understood
               and
               Manag'd
               )
               is
               Undoubtedly
               the
               Best
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               the
               Intent
               of
               These
               Two
               Fables
               ,
               to
               shew
               ,
               that
               no
               People
               are
               so
               Miserable
               ,
               but
               that
               at
               some
               Time
               or
               Other
               ,
               in
               some
               Thing
               or
               Other
               ,
               they
               have
               Reason
               to
               Account
               themselves
               Happy
               .
               And
               if
               they
               would
               but
               duly
               
               consider
               ,
               how
               it
               is
               with
               many
               of
               their
               Neighbours
               ,
               they
               would
               find
               it
               their
               Duty
               to
               be
               Thankful
               ,
               that
               it
               is
               no
               Worse
               with
               Themselves
               .
               It
               is
               some
               Relief
               to
               the
               Miserable
               to
               shew
               them
               that
               there
               are
               Others
               yet
               more
               Miserable
               ,
               and
               there
               is
               not
               any
               thing
               so
               Timerous
               ,
               but
               something
               else
               is
               affraid
               of
               It.
               There
               are
               Those
               ,
               't
               is
               True
               ,
               that
               Die
               for
               the
               very
               Fear
               of
               Death
               ,
               and
               Plunge
               themselves
               into
               Certain
               Misery
               ,
               upon
               the
               Bare
               Apprehension
               of
               it
               :
               But
               this
               comes
               rather
               from
               their
               Spleen
               ,
               than
               their
               Misfortune
               .
            
             
               Since
               so
               it
               is
               ,
               that
               Nature
               Provides
               for
               the
               Necessities
               of
               All
               Creatures
               ,
               and
               for
               the
               Well-Being
               of
               Every
               One
               in
               it's
               kind
               :
               And
               since
               it
               is
               not
               in
               the
               Power
               of
               any
               Creature
               to
               make
               it self
               Other
               than
               what
               by
               Providence
               it
               was
               Design'd
               to
               be
               ;
               what
               a
               Madness
               is
               it
               to
               Wish
               our selves
               Other
               than
               what
               we
               Are
               ,
               and
               what
               we
               Must
               continue
               to
               Be
               :
               Since
               the
               Thing
               is
               Bounded
               ,
               and
               the
               Whole
               Matter
               Pre-Determin'd
               .
               Every
               Atome
               of
               the
               Creation
               has
               its
               Place
               Assign'd
               :
               Every
               Creature
               has
               its
               Proper
               Figure
               ,
               and
               there
               is
               No
               Disputing
               with
               Him
               that
               Made
               it
               so
               .
               
                 Why
                 have
                 not
                 I
                 This
              
               ?
               and
               
                 why
                 have
                 not
                 I
                 That
              
               ?
               are
               Questions
               for
               a
               Philosopher
               of
               Bedlam
               to
               ask
               ;
               and
               we
               may
               as
               well
               Cavil
               at
               the
               Motions
               of
               the
               Heavens
               ,
               the
               Vicissitude
               of
               Day
               and
               Night
               ,
               and
               the
               Succession
               of
               the
               Seasons
               ,
               as
               Expostulate
               with
               Providence
               upon
               any
               of
               the
               rest
               of
               Gods
               Works
               .
               The
               Asse
               would
               have
               Horns
               ,
               and
               the
               Tinker
               would
               fain
               be
               in
               Bed
               with
               my
               Lady
               .
               The
               Ape
               would
               have
               a
               Tail
               ;
               and
               why
               should
               not
               a
               Mountebank
               Complain
               that
               he
               is
               not
               a
               
                 Minister
                 of
                 State
                 or
                 Iustice
              
               ?
               But
               in
               short
               ,
               the
               Poor
               ,
               Wretched
               ,
               Blind
               Mole
               puts
               in
               with
               her
               Doctrine
               to
               take
               up
               the
               Quarrel
               .
            
             
               And
               what
               's
               the
               Case
               of
               the
               Hares
               now
               ,
               but
               an
               Instance
               to
               Fortifie
               us
               against
               Panick
               Frights
               and
               Terrors
               ,
               for
               Trivial
               Causes
               ;
               where
               the
               Fears
               are
               a
               great
               deal
               more
               Terrible
               than
               the
               Dangers
               ?
               In
               All
               These
               Cases
               ,
               we
               fancy
               our selves
               much
               more
               Miserable
               than
               we
               Are
               ,
               for
               want
               of
               taking
               a
               True
               Estimate
               of
               Things
               .
               We
               fly
               into
               Transports
               without
               Reason
               ,
               and
               Judge
               of
               the
               Happiness
               ,
               or
               Calamity
               ,
               of
               Humane
               Life
               ,
               by
               False
               Lights
               .
               A
               Strict
               Enquiry
               into
               the
               Truth
               of
               Matters
               will
               Help
               us
               in
               the
               One
               ,
               and
               Comparison
               will
               set
               us
               Right
               in
               the
               Other
               .
               The
               Dogs
               and
               the
               Eagles
               Frighted
               the
               Hares
               ;
               The
               Hares
               Frighted
               the
               Frogs
               ,
               and
               the
               Frogs
               ,
               Twenty
               to
               One
               ,
               Frighted
               something
               else
               .
               This
               is
               according
               to
               the
               Course
               of
               the
               World
               ,
               One
               Fears
               Another
               ,
               and
               some
               body
               else
               is
               affraid
               of
               Him.
               
            
             
               It
               may
               seem
               to
               be
               a
               kind
               of
               a
               Malicious
               Satisfaction
               ,
               that
               One
               Man
               〈◊〉
               from
               the
               Misfortunes
               of
               Another
               .
               But
               the
               Philosophy
               of
               This
               Reflexion
               stands
               upon
               Another
               Ground
               ;
               for
               Our
               Comfort
               does
               not
               Arise
               from
               Other
               peoples
               being
               Miserable
               ,
               but
               from
               This
               Inference
               upon
               the
               Ballance
               ,
               That
               we
               suffer
               only
               the
               Lot
               of
               Humane
               Nature
               :
               And
               as
               we
               are
               Happy
               or
               Miserable
               ,
               compar'd
               with
               Others
               ,
               So
               Other
               People
               are
               Miserable
               or
               Happy
               Compar'd
               with
               Us
               :
               By
               which
               Justice
               of
               Providence
               ,
               we
               come
               to
               be
               Convinc'd
               of
               the
               Sin
               ,
               and
               the
               Mistake
               of
               our
               Ingratitude
               .
               What
               would
               not
               a
               man
               give
               to
               be
               Eas'd
               of
               the
               Gout
               or
               the
               Stone
               ?
               Or
               supposing
               an
               Incurable
               Poverty
               on
               the
               One
               Hand
               ,
               and
               an
               Incurable
               Malady
               on
               the
               Other
               ;
               Why
               should
               not
               the
               Poor
               Man
               think
               himself
               Happier
               in
               his
               Rags
               ,
               than
               the
               Other
               in
               his
               Purple
               ?
               But
               the
               Rich
               Man
               Envies
               the
               Poor
               mans
               Health
               ,
               without
               considering
               his
               Want
               ;
               and
               the
               Poor
               Man
               Envies
               the
               Others
               Treasure
               without
               considering
               his
               Diseases
               .
               What
               's
               an
               Ill
               Name
               in
               the
               World
               to
               a
               Good
               Conscience
               within
               Ones
               self
               ?
               And
               how
               much
               less
               Miserable
               upon
               the
               Wheel
               ,
               is
               One
               man
               that
               is
               Innocent
               ,
               than
               Another
               under
               the
               Same
               Torture
               that
               's
               Guilty
               .
               The
               Only
               Way
               
               for
               Hares
               and
               Asses
               ,
               is
               to
               be
               Thankful
               for
               what
               they
               Are
               ,
               and
               what
               they
               Have
               ,
               and
               not
               to
               Grumble
               at
               the
               Lot
               that
               they
               must
               bear
               in
               spite
               of
               their
               Teeth
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             XXVIII
             .
             A
             
               Wolf
               ,
               Kid
            
             ,
             and
             Goat
             .
          
           
             A
             Goat
             that
             was
             going
             out
             one
             Morning
             for
             a
             Mouthful
             of
             Fresh
             Grass
             ,
             Charg'd
             her
             Kid
             upon
             her
             Blessing
             ,
             not
             to
             Open
             the
             Door
             till
             she
             came
             back
             ,
             to
             any
             Creature
             that
             had
             not
             a
             Beard
             .
             The
             Goat
             was
             no
             sooner
             out
             of
             sight
             ,
             but
             up
             comes
             a
             Wolf
             to
             the
             Door
             ,
             that
             had
             Over-heard
             the
             Charge
             ;
             and
             in
             a
             Small
             Pipe
             calls
             to
             the
             Kid
             to
             let
             her
             Mother
             come
             in
             .
             The
             Kid
             smelt
             out
             the
             Roguery
             ,
             and
             bad
             the
             Wolf
             shew
             his
             Beard
             ,
             and
             the
             Door
             should
             be
             Open
             to
             him
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               never
               was
               any
               Hypocrite
               so
               Disguis'd
               ,
               but
               he
               had
               some
               Mark
               or
               Other
               yet
               to
               be
               known
               by
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               HERE
               is
               Prudence
               ,
               Caution
               ,
               and
               Obedience
               ,
               recommended
               to
               us
               in
               the
               Kids
               refusal
               to
               Open
               the
               Door
               ;
               and
               here
               is
               likewise
               set
               forth
               in
               the
               Wolf
               ,
               the
               Practice
               of
               a
               Fraudulent
               ,
               and
               a
               Bloody
               Impostor
               .
               This
               Moral
               runs
               through
               the
               Whole
               Business
               of
               Humane
               Life
               ,
               for
               so
               much
               as
               the
               Plot
               is
               carry'd
               on
               against
               the
               Simple
               and
               the
               Innocent
               ,
               under
               False
               Colours
               ,
               and
               Feigned
               Pretences
               .
               There
               are
               Wolves
               ,
               in
               Policy
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               in
               Mythology
               ;
               and
               if
               the
               
                 Kids
                 Obedience
              
               had
               not
               been
               more
               than
               her
               Sagacity
               ,
               she
               would
               have
               found
               ,
               to
               her
               Cost
               ,
               the
               Teeth
               of
               a
               Wolf
               ,
               in
               the
               mouth
               of
               a
               Goat
               ;
               and
               the
               malice
               of
               an
               Enemy
               cover'd
               under
               the
               Voice
               and
               Pretence
               of
               a
               Parent
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             XXIX
             .
             A
             Dog
             ,
             a
             Sheep
             ,
             and
             a
             Wolf.
             
          
           
             A
             Dog
             brought
             an
             Action
             of
             the
             Case
             against
             a
             Sheep
             ,
             for
             some
             Certain
             Measures
             of
             Wheat
             ,
             that
             he
             had
             lent
             him
             .
             The
             Plaintiff
             prov'd
             the
             Debt
             by
             Three
             Positive
             Witnesses
             ,
             The
             Wolf
             ,
             the
             Kite
             ,
             and
             the
             Vultur
             ,
             (
             
               Testes
               Probi
               &
               Legales
            
             )
             The
             Defendent
             was
             cast
             into
             
               Costs
               and
               Damages
            
             ,
             and
             forc'd
             to
             sell
             the
             Wool
             off
             his
             Back
             to
             Satisfie
             the
             Creditor
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               '
               
                 T
                 is
                 not
                 a
                 Straw
                 matter
                 whether
                 the
                 Main
                 Cause
                 be
                 Right
                 or
                 Wrong
                 ,
                 or
                 the
                 Charge
                 True
                 or
                 False
                 ;
                 Where
                 the
                 Bench
                 ,
                 Iury
                 and
                 Witnesses
                 are
                 in
                 a
                 Conspiracy
                 against
                 the
                 Pris'ner
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               NO
               Innocence
               can
               be
               Safe
               ,
               where
               Power
               and
               Malice
               are
               in
               Confederacy
               against
               it
               .
               There
               's
               No
               Fence
               against
               Subornation
               ,
               and
               False
               Evidence
               .
               What
               Greater
               Judgment
               can
               befall
               a
               Nation
               ,
               than
               for
               Sheep
               to
               be
               made
               Trespassers
               ,
               and
               
                 Wolves
                 ,
                 Kites
              
               ,
               and
               Vulturs
               to
               set
               up
               for
               Witnesses
               !
               This
               is
               a
               Large
               Field
               ,
               if
               a
               body
               would
               Amplifie
               upon
               it
               :
               But
               the
               History
               of
               of
               the
               Age
               in
               Memory
               will
               be
               the
               Best
               Moral
               of
               This
               Fable
               .
               There
               's
               No
               Living
               however
               without
               Law
               :
               and
               there
               's
               No
               Help
               for
               't
               in
               many
               Cases
               ,
               if
               the
               Saving
               Equity
               be
               Over-rul'd
               by
               the
               Killing
               Letter
               of
               it
               .
               'T
               is
               the
               Verdict
               that
               does
               the
               Business
               ;
               but
               't
               is
               the
               Evidence
               ,
               True
               ,
               or
               False
               that
               Governs
               the
               Verdict
               .
               So
               that
               ,
               (
               as
               it
               sometimes
               falls
               out
               )
               the
               Honour
               of
               the
               Publick
               may
               come
               to
               be
               Concern'd
               in
               the
               Defence
               and
               Support
               of
               an
               Undetected
               Perjury
               .
               The
               only
               Danger
               is
               the
               giving
               too
               much
               Credit
               to
               the
               Oaths
               of
               Kites
               and
               Vulturs
               .
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               of
               Witnesses
               so
               Profligate
               as
               to
               bring
               a
               Scandal
               even
               upon
               Truth
               it self
               ,
               where
               it
               is
               so
               Asserted
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             XXX
             .
             A
             Countryman
             and
             a
             Snake
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Snake
             that
             Bedded
             himself
             under
             the
             Threshold
             of
             a
             Country-House
             :
             A
             Child
             of
             the
             Family
             happen'd
             to
             set
             his
             Foot
             upon
             't
             ;
             The
             Snake
             bit
             him
             ,
             and
             he
             Di'd
             on
             't
             .
             The
             Father
             of
             the
             Child
             made
             a
             Blow
             at
             the
             Snake
             ,
             but
             Miss'd
             his
             Aim
             ,
             and
             only
             left
             a
             Mark
             behind
             him
             upon
             the
             Stone
             where
             he
             Struck
             .
             The
             Countryman
             Offer'd
             the
             Snake
             ,
             some
             time
             after
             This
             ,
             to
             be
             Friends
             again
             .
             No
             ,
             says
             the
             Snake
             ,
             so
             long
             as
             you
             have
             This
             Flaw
             upon
             the
             Stone
             in
             Your
             Eye
             ,
             and
             the
             Death
             of
             the
             Child
             in
             your
             Thought
             ,
             there
             's
             No
             Trusting
             of
             ye
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
            
             
               In
               Matter
               of
               Friendship
               and
               Trust
               ,
               we
               can
               never
               be
               too
               Tender
               ;
               but
               yet
               there
               's
               a
               Great
               Difference
               betwixt
               Charity
               and
               Facility
               .
               We
               may
               Hope
               Well
               in
               many
               Cases
               ,
               but
               let
               it
               be
               without
               Venturing
               Neck
               ,
               and
               All
               upon
               't
               ,
               for
               New-Converts
               are
               Slippery
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               Ill
               Trusting
               a
               Reconcil'd
               Enemy
               ;
               but
               't
               is
               Worse
               yet
               ,
               to
               Proceed
               at
               One
               Step
               ,
               from
               Clemency
               and
               Tenderness
               ,
               to
               Confidence
               and
               Trust
               :
               
               Especially
               where
               there
               are
               so
               many
               Memorials
               in
               Sight
               ,
               for
               Hatred
               and
               Revenge
               to
               work
               upon
               .
               'T
               is
               Generous
               however
               to
               Forgive
               an
               Enemy
               ;
               though
               Extremely
               Hazardous
               to
               Grace
               him
               in
               the
               doing
               of
               an
               Ill
               Thing
               ,
               with
               the
               Countenance
               of
               a
               Deference
               to
               his
               Merit
               .
               Nay
               ,
               a
               Bare
               Easiness
               of
               Pardoning
               has
               but
               too
               often
               the
               Force
               of
               a
               Temptation
               to
               Offend
               again
               .
               'T
               is
               a
               Nice
               Business
               to
               Indulge
               on
               the
               Left
               Hand
               ,
               without
               Punishing
               on
               the
               Right
               ,
               for
               there
               must
               be
               No
               Sacrificing
               of
               a
               Faithful
               Friend
               to
               the
               Generosity
               of
               Obliging
               a
               Mortal
               Enemy
               .
               But
               the
               Case
               is
               then
               most
               Deplorate
               when
               Reward
               goes
               over
               to
               the
               Wrong
               side
               ,
               and
               when
               Interest
               shall
               be
               made
               the
               Test
               and
               the
               Measure
               of
               Virtue
               .
               Upon
               the
               whole
               Matter
               ,
               the
               Countryman
               was
               too
               Easie
               ,
               in
               Proposing
               a
               Reconciliation
               ;
               (
               the
               Circumstances
               duly
               Consider'd
               )
               And
               the
               Snake
               was
               much
               in
               the
               Right
               on
               the
               Other
               hand
               ,
               in
               not
               entertaining
               it
               from
               a
               man
               that
               had
               so
               many
               Remembrancers
               at
               Hand
               still
               ,
               to
               Provoke
               him
               to
               a
               Revenge
               .
               'T
               is
               a
               great
               Errour
               to
               take
               Facility
               ,
               for
               Good
               Nature
               :
               Tenderness
               ,
               without
               Discretion
               ,
               is
               no
               better
               than
               a
               mere
               Pardonable
               Folly.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             XXXI
             .
             A
             Fox
             and
             a
             Stork
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Great
             Friendship
             once
             betwixt
             a
             Fox
             and
             a
             Stork
             ,
             and
             the
             Former
             would
             needs
             Invite
             the
             Other
             to
             a
             Treat
             .
             They
             had
             Several
             Soups
             serv'd
             up
             in
             Broad
             Dishes
             and
             Plates
             ,
             and
             so
             the
             Fox
             fell
             to
             Lapping
             ,
             Himself
             ,
             and
             bad
             his
             Guest
             Heartily
             Welcom
             to
             what
             was
             before
             him
             .
             The
             Stork
             found
             he
             was
             Put
             upon
             ,
             but
             set
             so
             Good
             a
             Face
             however
             upon
             his
             Entertainment
             ;
             that
             his
             Friend
             by
             All
             means
             must
             take
             a
             Supper
             with
             Him
             That
             night
             in
             Revenge
             .
             The
             Fox
             made
             Several
             Excuses
             upon
             the
             Matter
             of
             Trouble
             and
             Expence
             ,
             but
             the
             Stork
             in
             fine
             ,
             would
             not
             be
             said
             Nay
             ;
             So
             that
             at
             last
             ,
             he
             promis'd
             him
             to
             come
             .
             The
             Collation
             was
             serv'd
             up
             in
             Glasses
             ,
             with
             Long
             Narrow
             Necks
             ,
             and
             the
             Best
             of
             Every
             thing
             that
             was
             to
             be
             had
             .
             Come
             (
             says
             the
             Stork
             to
             his
             Friend
             )
             Pray
             be
             as
             Free
             as
             if
             you
             were
             at
             home
             ,
             and
             so
             fell
             to
             't
             very
             Savourly
             Himself
             .
             The
             Fox
             quickly
             found
             This
             to
             be
             a
             Trick
             ,
             though
             he
             could
             not
             but
             Allow
             of
             the
             Contrivance
             as
             well
             as
             the
             Justice
             of
             the
             Revenge
             .
             For
             such
             a
             Glass
             of
             Sweet-Meats
             to
             the
             One
             ,
             was
             just
             as
             much
             to
             the
             Purpose
             ,
             as
             a
             Plate
             of
             Porridge
             to
             the
             Other
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               allowable
               in
               all
               the
               Liberties
               of
               Conversation
               to
               give
               a
               Man
               a
               Rowland
               for
               his
               Oliver
               ,
               and
               to
               
                 pay
                 him
                 in
                 his
                 Own
                 Coin
                 ,
              
               as
               we
               say
               ;
               provided
               always
               that
               we
               keep
               within
               the
               Compass
               of
               Honour
               ,
               and
               Good
               Manners
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               AESOP
               has
               here
               given
               us
               the
               Fiction
               of
               a
               Case
               ,
               wherein
               it
               may
               not
               be
               Amiss
               to
               repay
               an
               Abuse
               in
               its
               own
               Kind
               .
               The
               Mockery
               of
               the
               Fox
               was
               a
               Reproach
               ,
               as
               it
               Hit
               the
               Stork
               on
               the
               Weak
               side
               ;
               but
               That
               which
               was
               Rudeness
               ,
               and
               Ill
               Nature
               in
               the
               Aggressor
               ,
               was
               only
               a
               Monitory
               Justice
               ,
               and
               a
               Discreet
               Sharpness
               in
               the
               Other
               .
               But
               This
               is
               the
               Fate
               Commonly
               of
               Drolls
               and
               Buffoons
               ,
               that
               while
               they
               think
               to
               make
               Sport
               with
               Others
               ,
               they
               serve
               only
               in
               the
               conclusion
               for
               a
               Laughing
               Stock
               Themselves
               .
            
             
               There
               's
               Nothing
               looks
               Sillier
               than
               a
               Crafty
               Knave
               Out-witted
               ,
               and
               Beaten
               at
               his
               Own
               Play.
               The
               Foxes
               Frolick
               went
               too
               far
               ,
               in
               regard
               it
               was
               both
               upon
               an
               Invitation
               ,
               and
               under
               his
               Own
               Roof
               .
               Now
               the
               Return
               of
               the
               Stork
               was
               only
               a
               
                 Quid
                 pro
                 Quo
              
               ,
               and
               a
               Warrantable
               Revenge
               ,
               even
               according
               to
               the
               Rules
               of
               Good
               Manners
               ,
               and
               Good
               Fellowship
               ;
               for
               the
               Fox's
               leading
               the
               Humour
               gave
               the
               Other
               not
               only
               a
               Provocation
               ,
               but
               a
               kind
               of
               a
               Right
               to
               Requite
               him
               in
               his
               Own
               Way
               :
               Beside
               that
               it
               was
               the
               Cleverer
               Mockery
               of
               the
               Two.
               This
               may
               serve
               to
               Reprove
               Those
               Liberties
               in
               Conversation
               that
               pass
               the
               Bounds
               of
               Good
               Nature
               ,
               Honour
               ,
               Honesty
               ,
               and
               Respect
               .
               When
               they
               Exceed
               These
               Limits
               ,
               they
               Degenerate
               into
               Scurrility
               ,
               Scandal
               ,
               and
               Reproach
               :
               for
               in
               All
               Cases
               ,
               an
               Eye
               must
               be
               had
               to
               the
               Due
               Circumstances
               of
               Measure
               ,
               Time
               ,
               Place
               ,
               Occasion
               ,
               and
               Person
               .
               The
               Laws
               of
               Humanity
               ,
               and
               Hospitality
               must
               be
               kept
               Sacred
               upon
               any
               Terms
               :
               for
               the
               Wounding
               of
               a
               Friend
               for
               the
               sake
               of
               a
               Jest
               ,
               is
               an
               Intemperance
               ,
               and
               an
               Immorality
               ,
               not
               to
               be
               Endur'd
               .
               There
               was
               somewhat
               of
               This
               in
               the
               Fox's
               leading
               the
               Frolique
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             XXXII
             .
             A
             Fox
             and
             a
             
               Carv'd
               Head.
            
             
          
           
             AS
             a
             Fox
             was
             Rummidging
             among
             a
             Great
             many
             
               Carv'd
               Figures
            
             ,
             there
             was
             One
             very
             Extraordinary
             Piece
             among
             the
             Rest.
             He
             took
             it
             up
             ,
             and
             when
             he
             had
             Consider'd
             it
             a
             while
             ,
             Well
             ,
             (
             says
             he
             )
             What
             Pity
             't
             is
             ,
             that
             so
             Exquisite
             an
             Outside
             of
             a
             Head
             should
             not
             have
             one
             Grain
             of
             Sense
             in
             't
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               '
               
                 T
                 is
                 not
                 the
                 Barber
                 or
                 the
                 Taylor
                 that
                 makes
                 the
                 Man
                 ;
                 and
                 't
                 is
                 No
                 New
                 Thing
                 to
                 see
                 a
                 Fine
                 Wrought
                 Head
                 without
                 so
                 much
                 as
                 One
                 Grain
                 of
                 Salt
                 in
                 't
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               MANY
               a
               Fool
               has
               a
               Fair
               Out-side
               ,
               and
               Many
               a
               Man
               of
               Fortune
               ,
               and
               〈◊〉
               has
               not
               so
               much
               as
               Common
               Sense
               .
               We
               have
               a
               Whole
               World
               of
               Heads
               to
               Answer
               the
               Drift
               of
               This
               Emblem
               :
               But
               there
               is
               No
               Judging
               however
               by
               the
               Senses
               ,
               of
               Matters
               that
               the
               Senses
               can
               take
               No
               Cognizance
               
               of
               ;
               as
               Virtue
               ,
               Wisdom
               ,
               and
               the
               Like
               .
               The
               Excellency
               ,
               in
               fine
               ,
               of
               of
               the
               Soul
               is
               above
               the
               Beauty
               of
               the
               Body
               :
               Not
               but
               that
               the
               Graces
               of
               the
               One
               ,
               and
               the
               Endowments
               of
               the
               Other
               ,
               may
               Encounter
               sometimes
               ,
               (
               how
               rarely
               soever
               )
               in
               One
               and
               the
               Same
               Person
               .
               But
               Beauty
               and
               Judgment
               are
               so
               far
               yet
               from
               being
               Inseparable
               ,
               that
               they
               seem
               Effectually
               to
               Require
               ,
               More
               or
               Less
               ,
               a
               Diversity
               of
               Temperament
               :
               Beside
               that
               More
               Care
               is
               taken
               to
               Cultivate
               the
               Advantages
               of
               the
               Body
               than
               those
               of
               the
               Mind
               .
               To
               Wrap
               up
               all
               in
               a
               Word
               ,
               the
               World
               it self
               is
               but
               a
               Great
               Shop
               of
               
                 Carv'd
                 Heads
              
               ;
               and
               the
               Fox's
               Conceit
               will
               hold
               as
               well
               in
               the
               Life
               ,
               as
               in
               the
               Fiction
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             XXXIII
             .
             A
             Daw
             and
             
               Borrow'd
               Feathers
            
             .
          
           
             A
             Daw
             that
             had
             a
             mind
             to
             be
             Sparkish
             ,
             Trick'd
             himself
             up
             with
             all
             the
             Gay-Feathers
             he
             could
             Muster
             together
             :
             And
             upon
             the
             Credit
             of
             these
             Stoll'n
             ,
             or
             Borrow'd
             Ornaments
             ,
             he
             Valu'd
             himself
             above
             All
             the
             Birds
             in
             the
             Air
             Beside
             .
             The
             Pride
             of
             This
             Vanity
             got
             him
             the
             Envy
             of
             all
             his
             Companions
             ,
             who
             ,
             upon
             a
             Discovery
             of
             the
             Truth
             of
             the
             Case
             ,
             fell
             to
             Pluming
             of
             him
             by
             Consent
             ;
             and
             when
             Every
             Bird
             had
             taken
             his
             Own
             Feather
             ;
             the
             Silly
             Daw
             had
             Nothing
             left
             him
             to
             Cover
             his
             Nakedness
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               We
               steal
               from
               one
               Another
               all
               manner
               of
               Ways
               ,
               and
               to
               all
               manner
               of
               Purposes
               ;
               Wit
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               Feathers
               ;
               but
               where
               Pride
               and
               Beggery
               Meet
               ,
               people
               are
               sure
               to
               be
               made
               Ridiculous
               in
               the
               Conclusion
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               EVERY
               thing
               is
               Best
               ,
               and
               Every
               Man
               Happiest
               ,
               in
               the
               State
               and
               Condition
               wherein
               Nature
               has
               Plac'd
               them
               ;
               But
               if
               Daws
               will
               be
               setting
               up
               for
               Peacocks
               ,
               or
               Asses
               for
               Lions
               ,
               they
               must
               Expect
               ,
               and
               Content
               themselves
               to
               be
               Laugh'd
               at
               for
               their
               Pains
               .
               The
               Allusion
               of
               the
               Daw
               here
               ,
               and
               his
               
                 Borrow'd
                 Feathers
              
               ,
               Extends
               to
               All
               sorts
               of
               Impostors
               ,
               Vain
               Pretenders
               ,
               and
               Romancers
               ,
               in
               Feats
               of
               Arms
               ,
               State
               ,
               Love
               ,
               or
               the
               Like
               .
               It
               Points
               also
               at
               the
               Empty
               Affectation
               of
               Wit
               and
               Understanding
               ;
               in
               which
               case
               ,
               it
               fares
               as
               it
               does
               with
               men
               that
               set
               up
               for
               Quality
               ,
               Birth
               ,
               and
               Bravery
               ,
               upon
               the
               Credit
               of
               a
               Gay
               Out-side
               ;
               for
               Authors
               may
               be
               Cozen'd
               upon
               the
               Tick
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               Taylors
               :
               Nay
               ,
               we
               have
               seen
               some
               ,
               even
               of
               our
               
                 First
                 Rate
                 Writers
              
               ,
               that
               have
               been
               Better
               at
               Disguising
               other
               Peoples
               Works
               ,
               than
               Furnishing
               any
               thing
               of
               their
               Own
               ;
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ;
               upon
               the
               taking
               of
               them
               to
               pieces
               ,
               the
               Stuff
               and
               Trimming
               is
               found
               to
               be
               Wholly
               Stol'n
               ,
               and
               New-Fourbish'd
               ;
               and
               Nothing
               ,
               in
               short
               ,
               that
               they
               can
               Assume
               to
               Themselves
               but
               the
               Needle
               and
               Thread
               that
               Tackt
               the
               Composition
               together
               .
               Now
               when
               these
               Plagiaries
               come
               to
               be
               Stript
               of
               their
               Borrow'd
               ,
               or
               Pilser'd
               Ornaments
               ,
               rhere's
               the
               Daw
               in
               the
               Fable
               truly
               Moraliz'd
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             XXXIV
             .
             An
             Ant
             and
             a
             Fly.
             
          
           
             THere
             happen'd
             a
             Warm
             Dispute
             betwixt
             an
             Ant
             and
             a
             Fly.
             Why
             ,
             Where
             's
             the
             Honour
             ,
             or
             the
             Pleasure
             in
             the
             World
             ,
             says
             the
             Fly
             ,
             that
             I
             have
             not
             My
             Part
             in
             ?
             Are
             not
             All
             Temples
             and
             Palaces
             Open
             to
             me
             ?
             Am
             not
             I
             the
             Taster
             to
             Gods
             and
             Princes
             ,
             in
             All
             their
             Sacrifices
             and
             Entertainments
             ?
             Am
             I
             not
             serv'd
             in
             Gold
             and
             Silver
             ?
             And
             is
             not
             my
             Meat
             and
             Drink
             still
             of
             the
             Best
             ?
             And
             all
             This
             ,
             without
             either
             Mony
             or
             Pains
             .
             I
             Trample
             upon
             Crowns
             ,
             and
             Kiss
             what
             Ladies
             Lips
             I
             please
             .
             And
             what
             have
             You
             now
             to
             Pretend
             to
             all
             this
             While
             ?
             Why
             ,
             says
             the
             Ant
             ,
             You
             Value
             Your self
             upon
             the
             Access
             You
             have
             to
             the
             Altars
             of
             the
             Gods
             ,
             the
             Cabinets
             of
             Princes
             ,
             and
             to
             All
             Publick
             Feasts
             and
             Collations
             :
             And
             what
             's
             all
             This
             but
             the
             Access
             of
             an
             Intruder
             ,
             not
             of
             a
             Guest
             .
             For
             People
             are
             so
             far
             from
             Liking
             Your
             Company
             ,
             that
             they
             Kill
             ye
             as
             fast
             as
             they
             can
             Catch
             ye
             .
             You
             're
             a
             Plague
             to
             'em
             Wherever
             You
             Come
             .
             Your
             very
             Breath
             has
             Maggots
             in
             't
             ,
             and
             for
             the
             Kisse
             you
             Brag
             of
             ,
             what
             is
             it
             but
             the
             Perfume
             of
             the
             Last
             Dunghil
             you
             Touch'd
             upon
             ,
             once
             Remov'd
             ?
             For
             My
             Part
             ,
             I
             live
             upon
             what
             's
             my
             Own
             ,
             and
             Work
             Honestly
             in
             the
             Summer
             to
             Maintain
             my self
             in
             the
             Winter
             ;
             Whereas
             the
             whole
             Course
             of
             Your
             Scandalous
             Life
             ,
             is
             only
             Cheating
             or
             Sharping
             ,
             one
             Half
             of
             the
             Year
             ,
             and
             Starving
             ,
             the
             Other
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Here
               's
               An
               Emblem
               of
               Industry
               ,
               and
               Luxury
               ,
               set
               forth
               at
               large
               :
               with
               the
               Sober
               Advantages
               ,
               and
               the
               Scandalous
               Excesses
               of
               the
               One
               and
               of
               the
               Other
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Fable
               Marks
               out
               to
               us
               the
               Difference
               betwixt
               the
               Empty
               Vanity
               of
               Ostentation
               ,
               and
               the
               Substantial
               Ornaments
               of
               Virtue
               .
               It
               shews
               that
               the
               Happiness
               of
               Life
               does
               not
               lie
               so
               much
               in
               the
               Enjoying
               of
               small
               Advantages
               ,
               as
               in
               living
               free
               from
               Great
               Inconveniences
               ,
               and
               that
               an
               Honest
               Mediocrity
               is
               Best
               .
               The
               Fly
               stands
               up
               for
               the
               Pride
               ,
               the
               Luxury
               ,
               and
               the
               Ambition
               of
               Courts
               ,
               in
               the
               preference
               of
               Palaces
               ,
               to
               Caves
               ,
               and
               Private
               Retreats
               .
               The
               Ant
               contents
               her self
               with
               the
               Virtue
               of
               Sobriety
               ,
               Retirement
               ,
               and
               Moderation
               :
               She
               lives
               upon
               her
               Own
               ,
               Honestly
               Gotten
               and
               Possess'd
               ,
               without
               either
               Envy
               or
               Violence
               ;
               Whereas
               the
               Fly
               is
               an
               Intruder
               ,
               and
               a
               Common
               Smell-Feast
               ,
               that
               Spunges
               upon
               Other
               peoples
               Trenchers
               .
            
             
             
               A
               Man
               can
               hardly
               fancy
               to
               himself
               a
               Truer
               Image
               of
               a
               Plain
               ,
               Honest
               ,
               Country
               Simplicity
               ,
               then
               the
               Ants
               part
               of
               the
               Dialogue
               in
               This
               Fable
               .
               She
               takes
               pains
               for
               What
               she
               Eats
               ;
               Wrongs
               No
               body
               ;
               and
               so
               Creates
               No
               Enemies
               ;
               She
               wants
               Nothing
               ,
               and
               she
               Boasts
               of
               Nothing
               ;
               Lives
               Contented
               with
               her
               Own
               ,
               and
               Enjoys
               all
               with
               a
               Good
               Conscience
               .
               This
               Emblem
               recommends
               to
               us
               the
               Blessings
               of
               a
               Virtuous
               Privacy
               ,
               according
               to
               the
               just
               Measures
               of
               Right
               Nature
               ,
               and
               in
               Few
               Words
               ,
               comprizes
               the
               Sum
               of
               a
               Happy
               State.
               
            
             
               The
               Fly
               ,
               on
               the
               Contrary
               ,
               leads
               a
               Lazy
               ,
               Voluptuous
               ,
               Scandalous
               ,
               Sharking
               Life
               ;
               Hateful
               wherever
               she
               comes
               ,
               and
               in
               Perpetual
               Fears
               and
               Dangers
               .
               She
               flutters
               ,
               't
               is
               true
               ,
               from
               place
               to
               place
               ,
               from
               Feast
               to
               Feast
               ,
               Brags
               of
               her
               Interest
               at
               Court
               ,
               and
               of
               Ladies
               Favours
               :
               And
               what
               's
               This
               Miserable
               Insect
               at
               last
               ,
               but
               the
               very
               Picture
               of
               one
               of
               our
               Ordinary
               Trencher-Squires
               ,
               that
               spend
               their
               time
               in
               Hopping
               from
               One
               Great
               man's
               Table
               to
               Anothers
               ,
               only
               to
               Pick
               up
               Scraps
               ,
               and
               Intelligence
               ,
               and
               to
               Spoil
               Good
               Company
               !
               I
               cannot
               see
               one
               of
               These
               Officious
               ,
               Humble
               Companions
               ,
               Skipping
               up
               and
               down
               from
               Levée
               to
               Levée
               ,
               and
               making
               himself
               Necessary
               ,
               wherever
               he
               thinks
               fit
               to
               be
               Troublesome
               :
               I
               cannot
               hear
               a
               Finical
               Fop
               Romancing
               ,
               how
               the
               King
               took
               him
               aside
               at
               such
               a
               time
               ;
               What
               the
               Queen
               said
               to
               him
               at
               Another
               ;
               How
               many
               Ladies
               fell
               out
               who
               should
               have
               him
               to
               her self
               ;
               What
               Discourse
               pass'd
               ;
               Where
               he
               is
               to
               Eat
               to
               morrow
               ;
               What
               Company
               ;
               What
               Dishes
               ;
               What
               Wine
               ;
               Who
               Loves
               Who
               ;
               and
               what
               Intrigues
               are
               afoot
               in
               Church
               and
               State
               ,
               &c.
               
               Without
               More
               Words
               I
               cannot
               Hear
               the
               Chat
               ,
               or
               see
               the
               Vanity
               of
               these
               Pragmatical
               Empty
               Busie-Bodies
               without
               thinking
               of
               the
               Fly
               in
               the
               Fable
               .
               And
               This
               Application
               was
               the
               True
               End
               of
               Writing
               it
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             XXXV
             .
             A
             Frog
             and
             an
             Oxe
             .
          
           
             AS
             a
             Huge
             Over-grown
             Oxe
             was
             Grazing
             in
             a
             Meadow
             ,
             an
             Old
             Envious
             Frog
             that
             stood
             Gaping
             at
             him
             hard
             by
             ,
             call'd
             out
             to
             her
             Little
             Ones
             ,
             to
             take
             Notice
             of
             the
             Bulk
             of
             That
             Monstrous
             Beast
             ;
             and
             see
             ,
             says
             she
             ,
             if
             I
             don't
             make
             my self
             now
             the
             Bigger
             of
             the
             Two.
             So
             she
             Strain'd
             Once
             ,
             and
             Twice
             ,
             and
             went
             still
             swelling
             on
             and
             on
             ,
             till
             in
             the
             Conclusion
             she
             Forc'd
             her self
             ,
             and
             Burst
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Betwixt
               Pride
               ,
               Envy
               ,
               and
               Ambition
               ,
               men
               fancy
               Themselves
               to
               be
               Bigger
               than
               they
               are
               ,
               and
               Other
               People
               to
               be
               Less
               :
               And
               This
               Tumour
               Swells
               it self
               at
               last
               'till
               it
               makes
               All
               Fly.
               
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Fancy
               is
               a
               Lash
               upon
               Those
               that
               set
               up
               to
               Live
               above
               their
               Quality
               and
               Fortune
               ,
               and
               pretend
               to
               spend
               Penny
               for
               Penny
               with
               men
               of
               
               Twenty
               times
               their
               Estate
               ,
               and
               therefore
               must
               needs
               Burst
               in
               the
               Conclusion
               !
               But
               Pride
               and
               Ambition
               Pushes
               men
               forward
               ,
               not
               only
               to
               Extravagances
               ,
               but
               Impossibilities
               ,
               though
               to
               the
               Certain
               Undoing
               of
               the
               Weaker
               and
               the
               Meaner
               :
               When
               they
               come
               to
               Vie
               Power
               and
               Expence
               with
               Those
               that
               are
               too
               High
               ,
               and
               too
               many
               for
               them
               .
            
             
               Men
               that
               would
               be
               Bigger
               than
               God
               has
               made
               them
               ,
               must
               e'en
               Expect
               to
               fall
               to
               Nothing
               .
               This
               Affectation
               strikes
               upon
               All
               the
               Weaknesses
               that
               Pride
               ,
               Envy
               ,
               or
               Ambition
               can
               fancy
               to
               it self
               ,
               provided
               always
               that
               we
               do
               not
               take
               Emulation
               for
               Envy
               .
               In
               One
               Word
               ,
               when
               men's
               Hearts
               and
               Thoughts
               are
               puff'd
               up
               into
               a
               Desire
               of
               Things
               Unnatural
               ,
               the
               Tumour
               is
               Incurable
               .
               But
               they
               are
               Weak
               Minds
               commonly
               ,
               that
               are
               Tainted
               with
               This
               Evil.
               They
               take
               False
               Measures
               ,
               both
               of
               Themselves
               ,
               and
               of
               Others
               ,
               without
               considering
               the
               Limits
               ,
               Bulk
               ,
               Fortune
               ,
               Ability
               ,
               Strength
               ,
               &c.
               or
               in
               truth
               ,
               the
               very
               Nature
               of
               the
               Things
               ,
               Matters
               ,
               or
               Person
               in
               Question
               .
               They
               set
               up
               Competitors
               for
               Learning
               ,
               Power
               ,
               Estate
               ,
               Policy
               ;
               They
               Censure
               their
               Betters
               ,
               Despise
               their
               Equals
               ,
               and
               Admire
               Themselves
               :
               But
               their
               Greatness
               all
               this
               while
               ,
               is
               only
               in
               Imagination
               ,
               and
               they
               make
               All
               fly
               with
               the
               Frog
               at
               last
               ,
               by
               Straining
               to
               be
               Bigger
               than
               they
               Are
               ,
               and
               Bigger
               than
               't
               is
               possible
               for
               them
               to
               Be.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             XXXVI
             .
             An
             Asse
             and
             a
             Wolf.
             
          
           
             AN
             Asse
             had
             got
             a
             Thorn
             in
             's
             Foot
             ,
             and
             for
             want
             of
             a
             Better
             Surgeon
             ,
             who
             but
             a
             Wolf
             at
             last
             ,
             to
             draw
             it
             out
             with
             his
             Teeth
             !
             The
             Asse
             was
             no
             sooner
             Eas'd
             ,
             but
             he
             gave
             his
             Operator
             such
             a
             Lick
             under
             the
             Ear
             with
             his
             Sound
             Foot
             for
             his
             Pains
             ,
             that
             he
             Stunn'd
             him
             ,
             and
             so
             went
             his
             way
             .
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             XXXVII
             .
             A
             Horse
             and
             a
             Lion.
             
          
           
             THere
             was
             an
             Old
             Hungry
             Lion
             would
             fain
             have
             been
             Dealing
             with
             a
             piece
             of
             Good
             Horse-Flesh
             that
             he
             had
             in
             his
             Eye
             ;
             but
             the
             Nag
             he
             thought
             would
             be
             too
             Fleet
             for
             him
             ,
             unless
             he
             could
             Supply
             the
             want
             of
             Heels
             ,
             by
             Artifice
             and
             Address
             .
             He
             puts
             himself
             into
             the
             Garb
             ,
             and
             Habit
             of
             a
             Professor
             of
             Physick
             ,
             and
             according
             to
             the
             Humour
             of
             the
             World
             ,
             sets
             up
             for
             a
             Doctor
             of
             the
             College
             .
             Under
             this
             Pretext
             ,
             he
             lets
             fall
             a
             Word
             or
             two
             by
             way
             of
             Discourse
             ,
             upon
             the
             Subject
             of
             his
             Trade
             ;
             but
             the
             Horse
             Smelt
             him
             out
             ,
             and
             presently
             a
             Crotchet
             came
             in
             his
             Head
             how
             he
             might
             Countermine
             him
             .
             I
             got
             a
             Thorn
             in
             my
             Foot
             T'other
             
             day
             ,
             says
             the
             Horse
             ,
             as
             I
             was
             Crossing
             a
             Thicket
             ,
             and
             I
             'm
             e'en
             quite
             Lame
             on
             't
             .
             Oh
             ,
             says
             the
             New
             Physician
             ,
             Do
             but
             hold
             up
             your
             Leg
             a
             little
             ,
             and
             I
             'll
             Cure
             ye
             immediately
             .
             The
             Lion
             presently
             puts
             himself
             in
             posture
             for
             the
             Office
             ;
             but
             the
             Patient
             was
             too
             Nimble
             for
             his
             Doctor
             ,
             and
             so
             soon
             as
             ever
             he
             had
             him
             Fair
             for
             his
             Purpose
             ,
             gave
             him
             so
             Terrible
             a
             〈◊〉
             upon
             the
             Forehead
             with
             his
             Heel
             ,
             that
             he
             laid
             him
             at
             his
             Length
             ,
             and
             so
             got
             off
             with
             a
             whole
             Skin
             ,
             before
             the
             Other
             could
             I
             ●…ccute
             his
             Design
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               of
               the
               Two
               〈◊〉
               above
               .
            
             
               
                 Harm
                 Watch
                 ,
                 Harm
                 Catch
              
               ,
               is
               but
               according
               to
               the
               Common
               Rule
               of
               Equity
               and
               Retaliation
               ,
               and
               a
               very
               ●…arrantable
               Way
               of
               Deceiving
               the
               Deceiver
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE'
               's
               No
               Trusting
               to
               the
               Fair
               Words
               of
               Those
               that
               have
               both
               an
               Interest
               ,
               and
               an
               Inclination
               to
               Destroy
               us
               ;
               Especially
               when
               the
               Design
               is
               carrv'd
               on
               under
               the
               Masque
               of
               a
               Friendly
               Office.
               It
               is
               but
               reasonable
               to
               Oppose
               Art
               to
               Art
               ,
               and
               where
               we
               suspect
               False-Play
               ,
               to
               Encounter
               One
               Trick
               with
               Another
               :
               Provided
               always
               that
               it
               be
               Manag'd
               without
               breach
               of
               Faith
               ,
               and
               within
               the
               Compass
               of
               Honour
               ,
               Honesty
               ,
               and
               Good
               Manners
               .
               The
               Wolfe
               had
               the
               same
               Design
               upon
               the
               Asse
               ,
               that
               the
               Lion
               had
               upon
               the
               Horse
               ;
               and
               the
               Matter
               being
               brought
               to
               a
               Trial
               of
               Skill
               between
               them
               ,
               the
               Countermine
               was
               only
               an
               Act
               of
               Self-Preservation
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             ▪
             XXXVIII
             .
             A
             Horse
             and
             an
             Asse
             .
          
           
             IN
             the
             Days
             of
             Old
             ,
             when
             Horses
             spoke
             Greek
             and
             Latin
             ,
             and
             Asses
             made
             Syllogisms
             ,
             there
             happen'd
             an
             Encounter
             upon
             the
             Road
             betwixt
             a
             Proud
             Pamper'd
             Iade
             in
             the
             Full
             Course
             of
             his
             Carriere
             ,
             and
             a
             Poor
             Creeping
             Ass
             ,
             under
             a
             Heavy
             Burden
             ,
             that
             had
             Chopt
             into
             the
             same
             Track
             with
             him
             .
             Why
             ,
             how
             now
             Sirrah
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             D'
             ye
             not
             see
             by
             these
             Arms
             ,
             and
             Trappings
             ,
             to
             what
             Master
             I
             belong
             ?
             And
             D'
             ye
             not
             Understand
             that
             when
             I
             have
             That
             Master
             of
             mine
             upon
             my
             Back
             ,
             the
             Whole
             Weight
             of
             the
             State
             rests
             upon
             My
             Shoulders
             ?
             Out
             of
             the
             way
             thou
             slavish
             Insolent
             Animal
             ,
             or
             I
             'll
             Tread
             thee
             to
             Dirt.
             The
             Wretched
             Asse
             immediately
             Slunck
             aside
             ,
             with
             this
             Envious
             Reflexion
             betwixt
             his
             Teeth
             .
             [
             
               What
               would
               I
               give
               to
               Change
               Conditions
               with
               That
               Happy
               Creature
               there
               .
            
             ]
             This
             Fancy
             would
             not
             out
             of
             the
             Head
             of
             him
             ,
             'till
             it
             was
             his
             Hap
             some
             Few
             Days
             after
             to
             see
             This
             very
             Horse
             doing
             Drudgery
             in
             a
             Common
             Dung-Cart
             .
             Why
             
             how
             now
             Friend
             (
             says
             the
             Ass
             )
             How
             comes
             This
             about
             ?
             Only
             the
             Chance
             of
             the
             War
             ,
             says
             the
             Other
             :
             I
             was
             a
             
               Soldiers
               Horse
            
             ,
             you
             must
             know
             ;
             and
             my
             Master
             carry'd
             me
             into
             a
             Battel
             ,
             where
             I
             was
             Shot
             ,
             Hack'd
             ,
             and
             Maim'd
             ;
             and
             you
             have
             here
             before
             Your
             Eyes
             the
             Catastrophe
             of
             My
             Fortune
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Folly
               ,
               and
               the
               Fate
               ,
               of
               Pride
               and
               Arrogance
               .
               The
               Mistake
               of
               Placing
               Happiness
               in
               any
               thing
               that
               may
               be
               taken
               away
               ,
               and
               the
               Blessing
               of
               Freedom
               in
               a
               Mean
               Estate
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               WE
               are
               to
               Gather
               from
               hence
               ,
               that
               people
               would
               never
               Envy
               the
               Pomp
               and
               Splendour
               of
               Greatness
               ,
               if
               they
               did
               but
               consider
               ,
               either
               the
               Cares
               and
               Dangers
               that
               go
               along
               with
               it
               ,
               or
               the
               Blessings
               of
               Peace
               ,
               and
               Security
               in
               a
               Middle
               Condition
               .
               No
               man
               can
               be
               truly
               Happy
               ,
               who
               is
               not
               every
               Hour
               of
               his
               Life
               prepar'd
               for
               the
               worst
               that
               can
               befall
               him
               .
               Now
               This
               is
               a
               State
               of
               Tranquility
               never
               to
               be
               Attain'd
               ,
               but
               by
               keeping
               perpetually
               in
               our
               Thoughts
               the
               Certainty
               of
               Death
               ,
               and
               the
               Lubricity
               of
               Fortune
               ;
               and
               by
               Delivering
               our selves
               from
               the
               Anxiety
               of
               Hopes
               and
               Fears
               .
            
             
               It
               falls
               Naturally
               within
               the
               Prospect
               of
               This
               Fiction
               to
               Treat
               of
               the
               Wickedness
               of
               a
               Presumptuous
               Arrogance
               ,
               the
               Fate
               that
               Attends
               it
               ;
               The
               Rise
               of
               it
               ;
               and
               the
               Means
               of
               either
               Preventing
               ,
               or
               Suppressing
               it
               ;
               The
               Folly
               of
               it
               ;
               The
               Wretched
               and
               Ridiculous
               Estate
               of
               a
               Proud
               man
               ,
               and
               the
               Weakness
               of
               That
               Envy
               that
               is
               Grounded
               upon
               the
               mistaken
               Happiness
               of
               Humane
               Life
               .
            
             
               If
               a
               body
               may
               be
               Allow'd
               to
               Graft
               a
               
                 Christian
                 Moral
              
               upon
               a
               
                 Pagan
                 Fable
              
               ,
               what
               was
               it
               but
               Pride
               and
               Arrogance
               that
               first
               threw
               Lucifer
               out
               of
               Heaven
               ,
               and
               afterward
               ,
               Adam
               out
               of
               Paradise
               ?
               [
               
                 Ye
                 shall
                 be
                 as
                 Gods
              
               ]
               was
               the
               Temptation
               ;
               an
               Impotent
               ,
               and
               a
               Presumptuous
               Affectation
               of
               Vain-Glory
               was
               the
               Sin
               ;
               and
               a
               Malediction
               Temporal
               and
               Eternal
               was
               the
               Punishment
               .
               Now
               if
               the
               Charms
               of
               an
               Unruly
               Ambition
               could
               so
               far
               prevail
               upon
               the
               Angels
               Themselves
               in
               their
               Purity
               ;
               and
               upon
               Mankind
               in
               a
               State
               of
               Innocence
               ,
               how
               Strict
               a
               Guard
               ought
               we
               then
               to
               keep
               upon
               our selves
               ,
               that
               are
               the
               Children
               of
               disobedience
               ,
               and
               bring
               the
               seeds
               of
               This
               Deadly
               Vanity
               into
               the
               World
               with
               us
               in
               our
               very
               Veins
               ?
            
             
               It
               is
               highly
               Remarkable
               ,
               that
               as
               Pride
               ,
               and
               Envy
               are
               the
               Two
               Passions
               ,
               that
               above
               All
               Others
               give
               the
               Greatest
               Trouble
               to
               the
               Sons
               of
               Men
               ,
               so
               are
               they
               likewise
               the
               First
               Emotions
               of
               the
               Mind
               that
               we
               take
               Notice
               of
               in
               our
               Approaches
               to
               the
               Exercise
               of
               our
               Reason
               .
               They
               begin
               with
               us
               in
               the
               Arms
               of
               our
               Nurses
               ,
               and
               at
               the
               very
               Breasts
               of
               our
               Mothers
               ;
               for
               what
               's
               the
               meaning
               of
               All
               the
               Little
               Wrangles
               and
               Contentions
               else
               ,
               
                 which
                 Child
                 shall
                 be
                 most
                 made
                 off
                 ;
                 or
                 which
                 Baby
                 shall
                 have
                 the
                 Gayer
                 Coat
                 ?
              
               So
               that
               These
               Affections
               are
               in
               truth
               ,
               Connatural
               to
               us
               ,
               and
               as
               We
               our selves
               grow
               up
               and
               Gather
               Strength
               ,
               so
               do
               They
               ;
               and
               pass
               Insensibly
               from
               our
               Inclinations
               into
               our
               Manners
               .
               Now
               the
               Corruption
               must
               needs
               be
               Strong
               ,
               where
               Humane
               Frailty
               strikes
               in
               so
               Early
               with
               it
               ,
               and
               the
               Progress
               no
               less
               Mortal
               ,
               where
               it
               is
               suffer'd
               to
               go
               on
               without
               Control
               :
               For
               what
               are
               all
               the
               Extravagances
               of
               the
               Leudest
               Life
               ,
               but
               the
               
               more
               Consummated
               Follies
               and
               Disorders
               ,
               of
               either
               a
               Mis-taught
               ,
               or
               a
               Neglected
               Youth
               ?
               Nay
               ,
               what
               are
               All
               the
               Publick
               Outrages
               of
               a
               Destroying
               Tyranny
               and
               Oppression
               ,
               but
               Childish
               Appetites
               let
               alone
               'till
               they
               are
               grown
               Ungovernable
               ?
               Beside
               ,
               that
               it
               is
               Infinitely
               Easier
               to
               prevent
               Ill
               Habits
               ,
               than
               to
               Master
               them
               ;
               As
               the
               Choaking
               of
               the
               Fountain
               is
               the
               surest
               Way
               to
               Cut
               off
               the
               Course
               of
               the
               River
               .
               It
               should
               be
               Consider'd
               too
               that
               we
               have
               the
               seeds
               of
               Virtue
               in
               us
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               of
               Vice
               ;
               and
               when
               ever
               we
               take
               a
               Wrong
               Biass
               ,
               't
               is
               not
               out
               of
               a
               Moral
               Incapacity
               to
               do
               Better
               ,
               but
               for
               want
               of
               a
               Careful
               Manage
               and
               Discipline
               ,
               to
               set
               us
               Right
               at
               First
               .
            
             
               Wherefore
               Children
               should
               be
               Moulded
               while
               their
               Tempers
               are
               yet
               Pliant
               and
               Ductile
               .
               As
               Pride
               ,
               for
               the
               Purpose
               ,
               that
               Arises
               from
               a
               False
               Opinion
               of
               Things
               ,
               should
               be
               Obviated
               by
               Enforming
               their
               Understandings
               .
               And
               so
               for
               Envy
               ;
               the
               very
               Disposition
               to
               it
               is
               to
               be
               Sweeten'd
               ,
               as
               Flowing
               from
               a
               Certain
               Froward
               Tincture
               of
               Ill
               Nature
               .
               (
               I
               speak
               This
               of
               the
               Malevolent
               ,
               Canker'd
               Passion
               of
               Envy
               ,
               which
               ,
               in
               Effect
               ,
               is
               Little
               or
               Nothing
               akin
               to
               the
               Silly
               Envy
               of
               the
               Ass
               here
               in
               the
               Fable
               .
               )
               In
               One
               word
               ,
               Children
               should
               be
               season'd
               betimes
               ,
               and
               Lesson'd
               into
               such
               a
               Contempt
               ,
               and
               Detestation
               of
               This
               Vice
               ,
               as
               neither
               to
               practice
               it
               Themselves
               ,
               nor
               to
               Approve
               it
               in
               Others
               .
               This
               is
               ,
               in
               Little
               ,
               the
               Foundation
               of
               a
               Virtuous
               Life
               ,
               and
               there
               goes
               no
               more
               than
               Judging
               ,
               and
               Acting
               Aright
               ,
               to
               the
               Character
               of
               a
               Good
               Philosopher
               ,
               a
               Good
               Christian
               ,
               and
               a
               Good
               Man
               :
               For
               to
               Know
               ,
               and
               to
               Do
               ,
               is
               the
               Compendium
               of
               our
               Duty
               ,
            
             
               It
               is
               not
               for
               Every
               Twatling
               Gossip
               yet
               ,
               or
               some
               Empty
               Pedant
               ,
               presently
               to
               Undertake
               This
               Province
               ;
               for
               it
               requires
               a
               Critical
               Nicety
               both
               of
               Wit
               ,
               and
               of
               Judgment
               ,
               to
               find
               out
               the
               Genius
               ,
               or
               the
               Propensions
               of
               a
               Child
               ,
               and
               to
               Distinguish
               betwixt
               the
               Impulses
               of
               Envy
               ,
               and
               Those
               of
               Emulation
               :
               Betwixt
               the
               First
               Motions
               of
               a
               Churlish
               ,
               and
               Impetuous
               Insolence
               ,
               and
               Those
               of
               a
               Serene
               Greatness
               ,
               and
               Dignity
               of
               Mind
               .
               It
               is
               not
               ,
               I
               say
               ,
               for
               Every
               Common
               Eye
               ,
               or
               Hand
               ,
               to
               Divide
               so
               Accurately
               betwixt
               the
               Good
               ,
               and
               the
               Evil
               ,
               the
               Gracious
               ,
               and
               the
               Perverse
               ,
               as
               to
               Hit
               the
               precise
               Medium
               of
               Encouraging
               the
               One
               ,
               without
               Discouraging
               the
               Other
               .
               And
               This
               Faculty
               of
               Discerning
               is
               not
               enough
               neither
               ,
               without
               a
               Watchful
               Assiduity
               of
               Application
               .
               The
               Just
               Season
               of
               Doing
               Things
               must
               be
               Nick'd
               ,
               and
               All
               Accidents
               Observ'd
               and
               Improv'd
               ;
               for
               Weak
               Minds
               are
               to
               be
               as
               Narrowly
               Attended
               ,
               as
               Sickly
               Bodies
               :
               To
               say
               Nothing
               of
               the
               Infinite
               Curiosity
               of
               the
               Operation
               ,
               in
               the
               Forming
               of
               our
               Lives
               and
               Manners
               :
               And
               that
               not
               One
               man
               of
               Ten
               Thousand
               is
               Competently
               Qualify'd
               for
               the
               Office.
               Upon
               the
               Whole
               Matter
               there
               must
               be
               an
               Awe
               maintain'd
               on
               the
               One
               Hand
               ,
               and
               at
               the
               same
               time
               ,
               a
               Love
               and
               Reverence
               Preserv'd
               on
               the
               Other
               .
               And
               all
               this
               must
               be
               Order'd
               too
               with
               so
               Gentile
               a
               Softness
               of
               Address
               ,
               that
               we
               may
               not
               Hazzard
               ,
               either
               the
               Stifling
               ,
               or
               the
               Quenching
               of
               Generous
               Inclinations
               ,
               by
               bearing
               too
               Hard
               upon
               them
               ,
               or
               the
               Licentiating
               of
               any
               thing
               that
               is
               Course
               and
               Vulgar
               ,
               out
               of
               a
               foolish
               Facility
               or
               a
               Mistaken
               Pity
               .
               It
               is
               with
               our
               Passions
               ,
               as
               it
               is
               with
               Fire
               and
               Water
               ,
               they
               are
               
                 Good
                 Servants
              
               ,
               but
               
                 Bad
                 Masters
              
               ,
               and
               Subminister
               to
               the
               Best
               ,
               and
               Worst
               of
               Purposes
               ,
               at
               once
               .
               This
               is
               enough
               said
               ,
               as
               to
               the
               Wickedness
               ,
               and
               the
               Fate
               of
               Pride
               ;
               The
               Source
               and
               Danger
               of
               it
               ,
               together
               with
               the
               only
               sure
               and
               Effectual
               Means
               of
               Remedy
               .
            
             
               The
               Moral
               leads
               me
               in
               the
               Next
               place
               ,
               to
               Consider
               the
               Folly
               of
               both
               the
               Horse
               and
               the
               Ass
               ;
               The
               One
               ,
               in
               Placing
               his
               Happiness
               upon
               any
               thing
               that
               could
               be
               Taken
               away
               ;
               and
               the
               Other
               ,
               in
               Envying
               that
               Mistaken
               Happiness
               ,
               under
               the
               Abuse
               of
               the
               same
               Splendid
               Illusion
               and
               Imposture
               .
               
               What
               Signifies
               a
               Gay
               Furniture
               ,
               and
               a
               Pamper'd
               Carcass
               ;
               or
               any
               other
               Outward
               Appearance
               ,
               without
               an
               Intrinsick
               Value
               of
               Worth
               and
               Virtue
               ?
               VVhat
               signifies
               Beauty
               ,
               Strength
               ,
               Youth
               ,
               Fortune
               ,
               Embroder'd
               Furniture
               ,
               Gawdy
               Bosses
               ,
               or
               any
               of
               Those
               Temporary
               ,
               and
               Uncertain
               Satisfactions
               ,
               that
               may
               be
               taken
               from
               us
               with
               the
               very
               next
               Breath
               we
               draw
               ?
               What
               Assurance
               can
               any
               man
               have
               of
               a
               Possession
               that
               Every
               Turn
               of
               State
               ,
               Every
               Puff
               of
               Air
               ,
               Change
               of
               Humour
               ,
               and
               the
               least
               of
               a
               Million
               of
               Common
               Casualties
               may
               Deprive
               him
               of
               ?
               How
               many
               Huffing
               Sparks
               have
               we
               seen
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               that
               in
               the
               same
               day
               have
               been
               both
               the
               Idols
               ,
               and
               the
               Sport
               and
               Scorn
               of
               the
               same
               Slaves
               and
               Fools
               ?
               Nay
               ,
               how
               many
               Emperours
               and
               Princes
               ,
               that
               in
               the
               Ruff
               of
               All
               their
               Glory
               have
               been
               taken
               down
               from
               the
               Head
               of
               a
               Conquering
               Army
               ,
               to
               the
               Wheel
               of
               the
               Victors
               Chariot
               ?
               VVhere
               's
               that
               Advantage
               under
               the
               Sun
               that
               any
               but
               a
               Mad
               man
               would
               be
               Proud
               of
               ?
               Or
               where
               's
               That
               Pride
               it self
               that
               any
               Mortal
               in
               his
               Right
               Wits
               ,
               would
               not
               find
               Reason
               to
               be
               Ashamed
               of
               ?
               Take
               it
               singly
               ,
               and
               what
               is
               there
               More
               in
               't
               ,
               than
               an
               Unnatural
               ,
               and
               an
               Unmanly
               Tympany
               ,
               that
               Rises
               in
               a
               Bubble
               ,
               and
               spends
               it self
               in
               a
               Blast
               ?
               Take
               it
               in
               Complication
               ,
               and
               we
               find
               a
               Thousand
               Weaknesses
               ,
               Iniquities
               ,
               and
               Vexatious
               Cutting
               Miseries
               wrapt
               up
               in
               't
               .
               VVhat
               can
               be
               more
               Imprudent
               than
               to
               Affect
               Reputation
               by
               the
               Methods
               of
               Infamy
               ?
               To
               Aspire
               to
               Greatness
               by
               the
               ways
               of
               becoming
               Odious
               and
               Contemptible
               ?
               And
               to
               Propose
               the
               Erecting
               of
               a
               Mighty
               Fabrick
               ,
               upon
               a
               Bottom
               that
               will
               Certainly
               sink
               under
               the
               Weight
               ?
            
             
               The
               Disappointments
               of
               Those
               that
               Build
               their
               Hopes
               in
               this
               World
               upon
               a
               False
               Basis
               ,
               fall
               under
               These
               Three
               General
               Heads
               .
               The
               Advantages
               we
               Value
               our selves
               upon
               ,
               may
               either
               be
               Taken
               from
               Us
               ;
               or
               We
               from
               Them
               :
               Or
               ,
               which
               is
               much
               at
               One
               ,
               we
               may
               be
               brought
               by
               a
               Thousand
               Accidents
               to
               lose
               the
               Use
               and
               Rellish
               of
               them
               .
               As
               first
               for
               the
               Purpose
               ;
               they
               may
               be
               taken
               from
               Us
               ,
               by
               Cheats
               ,
               Robberies
               ,
               Subornations
               ,
               False
               Oaths
               ,
               Forgeries
               ,
               Corrupt
               Judges
               ;
               To
               say
               nothing
               of
               Fires
               ,
               Earthquakes
               ,
               Tempests
               ,
               Inundations
               ,
               Insurrections
               ,
               and
               Other
               Violences
               without
               Number
               .
               Secondly
               ,
               We
               may
               be
               taken
               from
               Them
               ,
               by
               as
               many
               Ways
               as
               there
               are
               out
               of
               This
               World.
               A
               Fly
               or
               a
               Hair
               shall
               do
               the
               Office
               of
               a
               Rope
               .
               And
               then
               for
               the
               Third
               Branch
               ,
               an
               Indisposition
               ,
               a
               Feaver
               ,
               an
               Acute
               Pain
               ,
               an
               Impetuous
               Passion
               ,
               an
               Anxious
               Thought
               ,
               Impotency
               and
               Old
               Age
               ,
               shall
               do
               the
               Work
               of
               Taking
               away
               both
               the
               Gust
               ,
               and
               the
               Comfort
               of
               them
               .
               Nay
               ,
               the
               very
               Loss
               of
               One
               Pleasure
               is
               enough
               to
               Damp
               ,
               if
               not
               to
               Destroy
               the
               Rellish
               of
               Another
               .
            
             
               But
               now
               to
               carry
               the
               Allusion
               One
               Step
               further
               yet
               ;
               It
               may
               be
               literally
               Asserted
               ,
               that
               All
               Proud
               Men
               ,
               over
               and
               above
               the
               Stroke
               of
               a
               Divine
               Judgment
               ,
               are
               Miserable
               ,
               even
               in
               Themselves
               ,
               and
               that
               no
               Circumstances
               in
               This
               World
               can
               ever
               make
               them
               Other
               .
               Their
               Appetites
               are
               Insatiable
               ,
               and
               their
               Hearts
               consequently
               never
               at
               Rest
               ;
               Whether
               it
               be
               Wealth
               ,
               Power
               ,
               Honour
               ,
               Popular
               Esteem
               ,
               or
               whatever
               else
               they
               pretend
               to
               .
               They
               Envy
               ,
               and
               they
               are
               Envy'd
               .
               'T
               is
               Impossible
               for
               them
               to
               be
               at
               rest
               ,
               without
               Enjoying
               what
               it
               is
               Impossible
               for
               them
               to
               Attain
               .
               They
               live
               Gaping
               after
               More
               ,
               and
               in
               a
               perpetual
               Fear
               of
               Losing
               what
               they
               have
               already
               .
               The
               Higher
               they
               are
               Rais'd
               ,
               the
               Giddier
               they
               are
               ;
               the
               more
               Slippery
               is
               their
               Standing
               ,
               and
               the
               Deeper
               the
               Fall.
               They
               are
               never
               Well
               ,
               so
               long
               as
               Any
               thing
               is
               above
               them
               :
               And
               their
               Ambition
               carries
               them
               on
               to
               the
               Supplanting
               of
               their
               very
               Masters
               and
               Makers
               :
               When
               yet
               by
               a
               most
               Ridiculous
               Contradiction
               ,
               they
               lie
               Effectually
               ,
               (
               in
               
               the
               very
               same
               Instant
               )
               at
               the
               mercy
               of
               the
               men
               they
               most
               〈◊〉
               .
               [
               
                 The
                 Silver
                 ,
                 being
                 Ten
                 Thousand
                 Talents
                 ,
                 is
                 given
                 to
                 Thee
              
               (
               says
               Ahasuerus
               to
               Haman
               ,
               )
               
                 The
                 People
                 also
                 ,
                 to
                 do
                 with
                 them
                 ,
                 as
                 it
                 seemeth
                 good
                 unto
                 Thee
                 .
              
               Esther
               ,
               Cap.
               3.
               
               V.
               11.
               ]
               Who
               would
               have
               Imagin'd
               now
               ,
               that
               the
               Stiff
               Crossness
               of
               a
               Poor
               Captive
               ,
               should
               ever
               have
               had
               the
               Power
               to
               make
               Haman's
               Seat
               so
               Uneasie
               to
               him
               ?
               Or
               that
               the
               want
               of
               a
               Cap
               ,
               or
               a
               Cringe
               ,
               should
               so
               Mortally
               Discompose
               him
               ,
               as
               we
               find
               afterwards
               it
               did
               !
               If
               Large
               Possessions
               ,
               Pompous
               Titles
               ,
               Honourable
               Charges
               ,
               and
               Profitable
               Commissions
               ;
               If
               a
               Plentiful
               Issue
               ,
               Court
               Favours
               ,
               or
               the
               Flowing
               Bounty
               of
               a
               Gracious
               Prince
               ,
               could
               have
               made
               This
               Proud
               man
               Happy
               ,
               there
               would
               have
               been
               Nothing
               wanting
               to
               his
               Establishment
               .
               But
               All
               This
               did
               not
               do
               his
               Work
               ,
               it
               seems
               ;
               neither
               ,
               as
               big
               as
               he
               was
               ,
               did
               there
               in
               Truth
               ,
               need
               any
               Great
               Matter
               to
               Unsettle
               him
               .
               But
               he
               was
               as
               sure
               to
               sink
               under
               the
               Infirmity
               of
               his
               Own
               Mind
               ,
               as
               if
               he
               had
               been
               Doom'd
               to
               Sink
               in
               the
               Fate
               of
               a
               Common
               Ruine
               .
            
             
               When
               Haman
               saw
               Mordecai
               
                 in
                 the
                 Kings
                 Gate
              
               ,
               (
               says
               the
               Text
               )
               
                 that
                 he
                 stood
                 not
                 up
                 ,
                 nor
                 Moved
                 for
                 him
                 ,
                 he
                 was
                 full
                 of
                 Indignation
                 against
              
               Mordecai
               .
               Nevertheless
               ,
               Haman
               
                 Refrained
                 himself
                 ,
                 and
                 when
                 he
                 came
                 Home
                 ,
                 he
                 sent
                 and
                 call'd
                 for
                 his
                 Friends
                 ,
                 and
              
               Teresh
               ,
               
                 his
                 Wife
                 ;
                 and
                 told
                 them
                 of
                 the
                 Glory
                 of
                 his
                 Riches
                 ,
                 and
                 the
                 Multitude
                 of
                 his
                 Children
                 ,
                 And
                 All
                 the
                 Things
                 wherein
                 the
                 King
                 had
                 Promoted
                 him
                 ,
                 and
                 how
                 he
                 had
                 Advanced
                 him
                 above
                 the
                 Princes
                 and
                 Servants
                 of
                 the
                 King.
                 Tea
                 ,
              
               Esther
               
                 the
                 Queen
              
               (
               says
               he
               )
               
                 did
                 let
                 no
                 man
                 come
                 with
                 the
                 King
                 unto
                 the
                 Banquet
                 that
                 she
                 had
                 prepar'd
                 ,
                 but
                 my self
                 ;
                 and
                 to
                 morrow
                 am
                 I
                 Invited
                 unto
                 her
                 also
                 with
                 the
                 King
              
               [
               Yet
               All
               This
               Availeth
               Me
               Nothing
               ,
               so
               long
               as
               I
               see
               Mordecai
               the
               Iew
               sitting
               at
               the
               Kings
               Gate
               ,
               Esther
               ,
               Cap.
               5.
               
               V.
               9.
               10
               ,
               11
               ,
               12
               ,
               13.
               ]
            
             
               This
               Instance
               of
               Haman's
               Case
               may
               serve
               ,
               in
               a
               Good
               Measure
               ,
               for
               a
               Moral
               to
               the
               Arrogance
               of
               the
               Horse
               here
               in
               the
               Fable
               ;
               only
               Haman's
               Pride
               was
               the
               more
               Invidious
               and
               Malicious
               of
               the
               Two.
               To
               Wind
               up
               the
               Story
               ;
               Mordecai
               was
               an
               Eye
               sore
               to
               Haman
               ,
               and
               
                 a
                 Gallows
                 of
                 Fifty
                 Cubits
                 High
                 was
                 prepar'd
                 for
                 him
                 by
                 the
                 Order
                 of
              
               Haman
               ,
               Cap
               ,
               5.
               
               V.
               14.
               
               But
               the
               King
               ,
               upon
               Examination
               of
               the
               Matter
               ,
               Order'd
               Haman
               Himself
               to
               be
               Hanged
               .
               [
               
                 So
                 they
                 Hanged
              
               Haman
               
                 upon
                 the
                 Gallows
                 that
                 he
                 had
                 prepared
                 for
              
               Mordecai
               ,
               Cap.
               7.
               
               V.
               10.
               ]
               Haman's
               Pride
               ,
               in
               fine
               ,
               was
               a
               Torment
               to
               him
               ,
               and
               he
               was
               not
               only
               Punish'd
               By
               it
               ,
               and
               For
               it
               ,
               but
               by
               a
               Righteous
               Judgment
               of
               Retaliation
               ,
               he
               suffer'd
               Death
               Himself
               upon
               the
               very
               Gibbet
               that
               he
               had
               provided
               for
               Another
               .
            
             
               How
               Wretched
               a
               Creature
               was
               Haman
               now
               ,
               even
               in
               the
               Caresses
               of
               his
               Royal
               Master
               ,
               and
               in
               the
               very
               Rapture
               of
               all
               his
               Glories
               !
               And
               how
               Vain
               again
               were
               All
               the
               Marks
               and
               Ensigns
               of
               his
               Character
               and
               Power
               ;
               that
               were
               not
               able
               to
               support
               him
               against
               one
               Slighting
               Look
               of
               a
               Sorry
               Slave
               !
               He
               had
               the
               World
               at
               Will
               ,
               we
               see
               ;
               but
               All
               was
               as
               good
               as
               Nothing
               to
               him
               ,
               
                 so
                 long
                 as
                 he
                 saw
              
               Mordecai
               the
               Jew
               
                 sitting
                 in
                 the
                 Kings
                 Gate
              
               .
               Where
               's
               the
               Sober
               Man
               now
               ,
               that
               would
               not
               rather
               chuse
               to
               be
               Mordecai
               in
               the
               Gate
               ,
               upon
               These
               Terms
               ,
               than
               to
               be
               Haman
               in
               the
               Palace
               ?
               The
               One
               had
               the
               Blessing
               of
               a
               Conscience
               that
               Fears
               Nothing
               but
               God
               ;
               the
               Other
               was
               Haunted
               with
               a
               Fantastical
               Weakness
               of
               Mind
               ,
               that
               makes
               a
               man
               Dread
               Every
               thing
               ,
               and
               stand
               in
               awe
               of
               his
               Own
               Shadow
               !
               A
               Word
               ,
               a
               Thought
               ,
               an
               Imagination
               ,
               a
               Countenance
               is
               enough
               to
               Break
               his
               Sleep
               ,
               and
               to
               Shake
               the
               very
               Foundations
               of
               the
               Babel
               that
               he
               has
               Built
               .
               He
               fansies
               Every
               Bolt
               that
               's
               Levell'd
               at
               his
               
               Vices
               ,
               to
               be
               Pointed
               at
               his
               Person
               ,
               and
               finds
               himself
               Wounded
               in
               the
               Morality
               of
               the
               most
               Innocent
               Reproofs
               .
               He
               's
               a
               Slave
               to
               All
               Passions
               ,
               All
               Accidents
               ,
               and
               All
               sorts
               of
               Men.
               A
               Jest
               ,
               a
               Banter
               ,
               a
               Lampoon
               ;
               Nay
               a
               Glance
               ,
               an
               Insinuation
               ,
               or
               a
               Bare
               Casuality
               ,
               with
               the
               Help
               of
               a
               Guilty
               Conscience
               ,
               and
               a
               Suspicious
               Gloss
               of
               Application
               ,
               is
               enough
               to
               Murder
               him
               ;
               for
               he
               Conceits
               himself
               to
               be
               Struck
               at
               ,
               when
               he
               is
               not
               so
               much
               as
               Thought
               of
               :
               as
               I
               dare
               appeale
               to
               the
               Consciences
               of
               a
               Thousand
               Top
               Gallant
               Sparks
               ,
               that
               will
               fancy
               their
               Own
               Case
               to
               be
               the
               Key
               to
               This
               Moral
               .
               He
               makes
               himself
               Odious
               to
               his
               Superiours
               ,
               by
               his
               Haughtiness
               ;
               to
               his
               Equals
               ,
               by
               a
               Restless
               Course
               of
               Factious
               Competitions
               ;
               and
               then
               he
               never
               fails
               of
               a
               Vi●…ulent
               Hatred
               and
               Envy
               ,
               from
               those
               that
               are
               Below
               him
               ;
               So
               that
               he
               's
               Beset
               with
               Enemies
               on
               All
               hands
               ,
               the
               Meanest
               of
               which
               is
               not
               without
               Many
               and
               Many
               a
               Way
               to
               the
               Wreaking
               of
               a
               Malice
               ,
               and
               to
               the
               Gratifying
               of
               a
               Revenge
               .
               As
               to
               the
               Wretchedness
               of
               his
               Condition
               ,
               't
               is
               all
               a
               case
               to
               Him
               ,
               whether
               he
               be
               Teiz'd
               out
               of
               his
               Life
               by
               a
               Judgment
               of
               Flies
               and
               Lice
               ,
               or
               Stung
               to
               Death
               by
               Fiery
               Serpents
               .
               And
               he
               is
               not
               only
               Tormented
               by
               Others
               ,
               but
               the
               very
               Tormenter
               of
               Himself
               too
               .
               Nay
               ,
               rather
               than
               want
               a
               Colourable
               Ground
               of
               Trouble
               ,
               he
               Creates
               it
               .
               His
               Pride
               is
               a
               Continual
               Drought
               upon
               him
               ,
               and
               a
               Thirst
               never
               to
               be
               Quench'd
               .
               His
               Conscience
               ,
               his
               Fancy
               ,
               his
               Fears
               ,
               Jealousies
               ,
               and
               Mistakes
               ;
               Every
               thing
               helps
               on
               toward
               his
               Undoing
               .
               And
               now
               to
               the
               Infinite
               Variety
               of
               Plagues
               that
               Wait
               upon
               Pride
               ,
               there
               is
               likewise
               as
               Great
               a
               Diversity
               of
               Imperious
               Humours
               for
               This
               Misery
               to
               Work
               upon
               .
               As
               for
               Example
               ,
               There
               is
               a
               Pride
               of
               Stomach
               ,
               a
               Pride
               of
               Popularity
               ,
               a
               Pride
               of
               Brow
               ,
               Equipage
               ,
               and
               Parade
               .
               There
               's
               a
               Pride
               of
               Tongue
               without
               either
               Brains
               ,
               or
               Heart
               to
               Support
               it
               .
               There
               is
               an
               Abject
               ,
               (
               in
               fine
               )
               and
               there
               is
               a
               Surly
               Pride
               ;
               But
               to
               Conclude
               ,
               there
               is
               All
               This
               ,
               and
               a
               Thousand
               times
               more
               of
               the
               same
               Kind
               and
               Colour
               ,
               that
               lies
               Naturally
               Couch'd
               under
               This
               Allegory
               .
               And
               not
               One
               Instance
               at
               last
               ,
               that
               is
               not
               verify'd
               by
               Many
               and
               Many
               an
               Example
               .
            
             
               Now
               as
               to
               the
               Envy
               of
               the
               Ass
               it
               was
               a
               Double
               Folly
               ;
               for
               he
               Mistakes
               both
               the
               Horses
               Condition
               ,
               and
               his
               Own.
               'T
               is
               Madness
               to
               Envy
               any
               Creature
               that
               may
               in
               a
               Moment
               become
               Miserable
               ;
               Or
               for
               any
               Advantage
               that
               may
               in
               a
               Moment
               be
               taken
               from
               him
               .
               The
               Ass
               Envies
               the
               Horse
               to
               day
               ;
               and
               in
               some
               〈◊〉
               Days
               more
               ,
               the
               Horse
               comes
               to
               Envy
               Him
               :
               Wherefore
               let
               no
               man
               Despair
               ,
               so
               long
               as
               it
               is
               in
               the
               Power
               ,
               either
               of
               Death
               ,
               or
               of
               Chance
               ,
               to
               Remove
               the
               Burden
               .
               Nothing
               but
               Moderation
               and
               Greatness
               of
               Mind
               can
               make
               ,
               either
               a
               Prosperous
               ,
               or
               an
               Adverse
               Fortune
               Easie
               to
               us
               .
               The
               Only
               Way
               to
               be
               Happy
               is
               to
               submit
               to
               our
               Lot
               ;
               for
               No
               man
               can
               be
               properly
               said
               to
               be
               Miserable
               that
               is
               not
               wanting
               to
               Himself
               .
               It
               is
               Certainly
               True
               ,
               that
               many
               a
               Jolly
               Cobler
               has
               a
               Merrier
               Heart
               in
               his
               Stall
               ,
               than
               a
               Prince
               in
               his
               Palace
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             XXXIX
             .
             A
             Bat
             and
             a
             Weazle
             .
          
           
             A
             Weazle
             had
             seiz'd
             upon
             a
             Bat
             ,
             and
             the
             Bat
             begg'd
             for
             Life
             .
             No
             ,
             No
             ,
             says
             the
             Weazle
             ,
             I
             give
             No
             Quarter
             to
             Birds
             .
             Ay
             (
             says
             the
             Bat
             )
             but
             I
             'm
             a
             Mouse
             you
             see
             ;
             look
             on
             my
             Body
             else
             :
             and
             so
             she
             got
             off
             for
             That
             Bout.
             The
             
               same
               Bat
            
             had
             the
             Fortune
             to
             be
             Taken
             a
             While
             after
             by
             
               Another
               Weazle
            
             ;
             and
             there
             the
             Poor
             Bat
             was
             forc'd
             to
             beg
             for
             Mercy
             once
             again
             .
             No
             ,
             says
             the
             Weazle
             ,
             No
             Mercy
             to
             a
             Mouse
             .
             Well
             (
             says
             'Tother
             ,
             )
             but
             you
             may
             see
             by
             my
             Wings
             that
             I
             'm
             a
             Bird
             ;
             and
             so
             that
             Bat
             scap'd
             in
             Both
             Capacities
             ,
             by
             Playing
             the
             Trimmer
             .
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             XL.
             A
             
               Bat
               ,
               Birds
            
             ,
             and
             Beasts
             .
          
           
             UPon
             a
             Desperate
             and
             a
             Doubtful
             Battel
             betwixt
             the
             Birds
             and
             the
             Beasts
             ,
             the
             Bat
             stood
             Neuter
             ,
             'till
             she
             found
             that
             the
             Beasts
             had
             the
             Better
             on
             't
             ,
             and
             then
             went
             over
             to
             the
             Stronger
             side
             .
             But
             it
             came
             to
             pass
             afterward
             (
             as
             the
             Chance
             of
             War
             is
             Various
             )
             that
             the
             Birds
             Rally'd
             their
             Broken
             Troups
             ,
             and
             carry'd
             the
             Day
             ;
             and
             away
             she
             went
             Then
             to
             'Tother
             Party
             ,
             where
             she
             was
             Try●…d
             by
             a
             Councel
             of
             War
             as
             a
             Deserter
             ;
             Stript
             ,
             Banish'd
             ,
             and
             finally
             Condemn'd
             never
             to
             see
             Daylight
             again
             .
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             XLI
             .
             An
             
               Estriche
               ,
               Birds
            
             ,
             and
             Beasts
             .
          
           
             THe
             Estriche
             is
             a
             Creature
             that
             passes
             in
             Common
             Reputation
             ,
             for
             
               Half-Bird
               ,
               Half-Beast
            
             .
             This
             Amphibious
             Wretch
             happen●…d
             to
             be
             Taken
             Twice
             the
             same
             Day
             ,
             in
             a
             Battel
             betwixt
             the
             Birds
             and
             the
             Beasts
             ,
             and
             as
             an
             Enemy
             to
             Both
             Parties
             .
             The
             Birds
             would
             have
             him
             to
             be
             a
             Beast
             ,
             and
             the
             Beasts
             Concluded
             him
             to
             be
             a
             Bird
             ;
             but
             upon
             shewing
             his
             Feet
             to
             Prove
             that
             he
             was
             No
             Bird
             ,
             and
             upon
             shewing
             his
             Wings
             ,
             and
             his
             Beak
             ,
             to
             prove
             that
             he
             
             was
             No
             Beast
             ,
             they
             were
             Satisfy'd
             upon
             the
             Whole
             Matter
             ,
             that
             though
             he
             seem'd
             to
             be
             Both
             ,
             he
             was
             yet
             in
             Truth
             neither
             the
             One
             ,
             nor
             the
             Other
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               of
               the
               Three
               FABLES
               above
               .
            
             
               Trimming
               in
               some
               Cases
               ,
               is
               Foul
               ,
               and
               Dishonest
               ;
               in
               Other●…
               ,
               Laudable
               ;
               and
               in
               some
               again
               ,
               not
               only
               Honest
               ,
               but
               Necessary
               .
               The
               Nicety
               lies
               in
               the
               skill
               of
               Distinguishing
               upon
               Cases
               ,
               Times
               ,
               and
               Degrees
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               WE
               are
               here
               taught
               in
               some
               Cases
               to
               Yield
               to
               Times
               and
               Occasions
               ;
               but
               with
               a
               Saving
               still
               ,
               to
               Honour
               ,
               and
               to
               Conscience
               .
               A
               Wise
               and
               an
               Honest
               Man
               will
               always
               Mean
               the
               same
               Thing
               ;
               but
               he
               's
               a
               Fool
               that
               always
               says
               the
               same
               Thing
               .
               Aesop
               however
               Condemns
               the
               Double
               Practices
               of
               Trimmers
               ,
               and
               All
               False
               ,
               Shuffling
               ,
               and
               Ambidextrous
               Dealings
               .
               He
               gives
               also
               to
               Understand
               ,
               that
               Those
               that
               pretend
               at
               the
               same
               time
               to
               serve
               Two
               Masters
               ,
               are
               True
               to
               Neither
               .
            
             
               The
               Three
               Fables
               next
               above
               have
               a
               Great
               Affinity
               One
               with
               Another
               ,
               and
               yet
               not
               without
               some
               Remarkable
               Diversities
               neither
               .
               From
               the
               Emblem
               of
               the
               Bat
               and
               Weazle
               ,
               we
               are
               to
               Gather
               ,
               that
               there
               are
               Certain
               Ways
               ,
               Cases
               ,
               and
               Occasions
               ,
               wherein
               ,
               Disguises
               ,
               and
               Artificial
               Evasions
               are
               in
               some
               Measure
               Allowable
               ,
               provided
               only
               that
               there
               be
               No
               Scandalous
               ,
               or
               Malicious
               Departure
               from
               the
               Truth
               .
               This
               Shuffling
               of
               the
               Bat
               in
               the
               Paw
               of
               the
               Weazle
               ,
               was
               but
               making
               the
               Best
               of
               what
               he
               had
               to
               say
               ,
               and
               to
               shew
               for
               Himself
               ,
               toward
               the
               saving
               of
               his
               Life
               .
               There
               was
               No
               Breach
               of
               Faith
               ,
               or
               of
               Trust
               in
               't
               ;
               No
               Abandoning
               of
               a
               Duty
               ,
               No
               Thought
               of
               Treachery
               ;
               Nor
               in
               Effect
               ,
               any
               thing
               more
               in
               't
               ,
               than
               a
               Fair
               Christian
               Way
               of
               putting
               out
               False
               Colours
               .
            
             
               The
               Bat
               that
               stood
               Neuter
               ,
               may
               serve
               for
               the
               Character
               of
               a
               
                 Time-serving
                 Trimmer
              
               :
               He
               Betrays
               his
               Party
               ,
               first
               ,
               in
               withdrawing
               his
               Assistance
               .
               Secondly
               ,
               In
               going
               over
               to
               the
               Stronger
               Side
               ,
               and
               Declaring
               Himself
               an
               Open
               Enemy
               when
               his
               Fellows
               had
               the
               Worst
               on
               't
               .
               His
               Judgment
               ,
               in
               fine
               ,
               was
               Just
               ,
               and
               if
               All
               Double
               Dealers
               and
               Deserters
               were
               serv'd
               as
               This
               Bat
               was
               ,
               it
               would
               be
               an
               Example
               of
               Terrour
               to
               Renegades
               and
               of
               Encouragement
               to
               Honest
               Men.
               
            
             
               The
               Estriches
               Case
               seems
               to
               be
               Different
               from
               the
               Other
               Two.
               He
               Fought
               ,
               (
               though
               't
               is
               not
               said
               on
               which
               side
               )
               and
               he
               was
               Taken
               in
               the
               Battel
               .
               He
               had
               the
               Shape
               ,
               but
               not
               the
               Heart
               of
               a
               Trimmer
               ,
               and
               it
               was
               rather
               Nature
               then
               Fraud
               ,
               that
               brought
               him
               off
               .
               Now
               there
               are
               Many
               things
               in
               an
               Affair
               of
               This
               Quality
               that
               may
               be
               Warrantable
               ,
               even
               upon
               the
               Nicest
               Scruples
               of
               Honour
               ,
               in
               him
               that
               suffers
               the
               Violence
               ,
               which
               perchance
               would
               not
               be
               so
               in
               the
               Aggressor
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             XLII
             .
             A
             Wolfe
             and
             a
             Fox
             .
          
           
             A
             Wolfe
             that
             had
             a
             mind
             to
             take
             his
             Ease
             ,
             Stor'd
             himself
             Privately
             with
             Provisions
             ,
             and
             so
             kept
             Close
             a
             while
             .
             Why
             ,
             how
             now
             friend
             says
             a
             Fox
             to
             him
             ,
             we
             han't
             seen
             You
             abroad
             at
             the
             Chace
             this
             many
             a
             day
             !
             Why
             truly
             says
             the
             Wolfe
             ,
             I
             have
             gotten
             an
             Indisposition
             that
             keeps
             me
             much
             at
             Home
             ,
             and
             I
             hope
             I
             shall
             have
             Your
             Prayers
             for
             my
             Recovery
             .
             The
             Fox
             had
             a
             Fetch
             in
             't
             ,
             and
             when
             he
             saw
             it
             would
             not
             Fadge
             ;
             Away
             goes
             he
             presently
             to
             a
             Shepherd
             ,
             and
             tells
             him
             where
             he
             might
             surprize
             a
             Wolfe
             if
             he
             had
             a
             mind
             to
             't
             .
             The
             Shepherd
             follow'd
             his
             Directions
             ,
             and
             Destroy'd
             him
             .
             The
             Fox
             immediately
             ,
             as
             his
             Next
             Heir
             ,
             repairs
             to
             his
             Cell
             ,
             and
             takes
             possession
             of
             his
             Stores
             ;
             but
             he
             had
             Little
             Joy
             of
             the
             Purchase
             ,
             for
             in
             a
             very
             short
             time
             ,
             the
             same
             Shepherd
             did
             as
             much
             for
             the
             Fox
             ,
             as
             he
             had
             done
             before
             for
             the
             Wolfe
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               with
               Sharpers
               as
               't
               is
               with
               Pikes
               ,
               they
               Prey
               upon
               their
               Own
               kind
               :
               And
               't
               is
               a
               Pleasant
               Scene
               enough
               ,
               when
               Thieves
               fall
               out
               among
               themselves
               ,
               to
               see
               the
               Cutting
               of
               One
               Diamond
               with
               Another
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               Impossible
               for
               an
               Envious
               Man
               to
               be
               Happy
               .
               He
               makes
               the
               World
               his
               Enemies
               ,
               and
               the
               Mischiefe
               that
               he
               does
               to
               Others
               ,
               returns
               in
               a
               Judgment
               upon
               his
               Own
               Head.
               There
               's
               No
               Trusting
               of
               a
               Crafty
               Designing
               Knave
               .
               I
               do
               not
               speak
               of
               the
               Trust
               of
               Privacy
               and
               Confidence
               only
               ;
               but
               a
               Wise
               Man
               would
               not
               so
               much
               as
               Venture
               himself
               in
               such
               Company
               ,
               nor
               let
               him
               come
               within
               distance
               of
               so
               much
               as
               knowing
               how
               to
               put
               a
               Trick
               upon
               him
               .
               This
               Fable
               shews
               us
               the
               Danger
               of
               such
               Conversation
               .
               And
               it
               shews
               us
               likewise
               the
               Just
               Fate
               that
               Attends
               the
               Treachery
               ,
               even
               of
               One
               Traytor
               to
               Another
               :
               The
               Wolfe
               had
               a
               Design
               upon
               the
               Fox
               ;
               The
               Fox
               had
               a
               Counter-Design
               upon
               the
               Wolfe
               :
               (
               which
               was
               no
               more
               then
               a
               Couple
               of
               Crafty
               Knaves
               well
               Match'd
               )
               And
               the
               Shepherd
               did
               Justice
               upon
               them
               Both.
               
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             XLIII
             .
             A
             Stag
             Drinking
             .
          
           
             As
             a
             Stag
             was
             Drinking
             upon
             the
             Bank
             of
             a
             Clear
             Stream
             ,
             he
             saw
             his
             Image
             in
             the
             Water
             ,
             and
             Enter'd
             into
             This
             Contemplation
             upon
             't
             .
             Well!
             says
             he
             ,
             If
             These
             Pityful
             Shanks
             of
             mine
             were
             but
             Answerable
             to
             this
             Branching
             Head
             ,
             I
             can
             but
             think
             how
             I
             should
             Defy
             All
             my
             Enemies
             .
             The
             Words
             were
             hardly
             out
             of
             his
             Mouth
             ,
             but
             he
             Discover'd
             a
             Pack
             of
             Dogs
             coming
             full-Cry
             towards
             him
             .
             Away
             he
             Scours
             cross
             the
             Fields
             ,
             Casts
             off
             the
             Dogs
             ,
             and
             Gains
             a
             Wood
             ;
             but
             Pressing
             thorough
             a
             Thicket
             ,
             the
             Bushes
             held
             him
             by
             the
             Horns
             ,
             till
             the
             Hounds
             came
             in
             ,
             and
             Pluck'd
             him
             Down
             .
             The
             Last
             Thing
             he
             said
             was
             This.
             What
             an
             Unhappy
             Fool
             was
             I
             ,
             to
             Take
             my
             Friends
             for
             my
             Enemies
             ,
             and
             my
             Enemies
             for
             my
             Friends
             !
             I
             Trusted
             to
             my
             Head
             ,
             that
             has
             Betray'd
             me
             ,
             and
             I
             found
             fault
             with
             my
             Leggs
             ,
             that
             would
             otherwise
             have
             brought
             me
             off
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               He
               that
               does
               not
               thoroughly
               know
               himself
               ,
               may
               be
               Well
               Allowed
               to
               make
               a
               False
               Iudgment
               upon
               other
               Matters
               that
               most
               Nearly
               concern
               him
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               is
               to
               shew
               us
               how
               perversly
               we
               Judge
               of
               Many
               Things
               ,
               and
               take
               the
               Worse
               for
               the
               Better
               ;
               and
               the
               Better
               for
               the
               Worse
               ;
               upon
               a
               very
               great
               Mistake
               ,
               both
               in
               what
               we
               Despise
               ,
               and
               in
               what
               we
               Admire
               .
               But
               we
               are
               rather
               for
               That
               which
               is
               Fair
               ,
               and
               Plausible
               in
               Appearance
               ,
               then
               for
               That
               which
               is
               Plain
               and
               Profitable
               in
               Effect
               ;
               Even
               to
               the
               Degree
               of
               Preferring
               Things
               Temporal
               to
               Eternal
               .
            
             
               He
               that
               would
               Know
               Himself
               ,
               must
               look
               into
               Himself
               .
               'T
               is
               only
               the
               Resemblance
               ,
               or
               the
               Shadow
               that
               he
               sees
               in
               the
               Glass
               ,
               Not
               the
               Man.
               'T
               is
               One
               Thing
               to
               fancy
               Greatness
               of
               Mind
               ;
               Another
               Thing
               to
               Practise
               it
               ;
               for
               a
               Body
               may
               Promise
               ,
               nay
               and
               resolve
               upon
               Many
               Things
               in
               Contemplation
               ,
               that
               he
               can
               never
               make
               good
               upon
               Tryal
               .
               How
               did
               the
               Stag
               despise
               the
               Dogs
               here
               ,
               at
               the
               sight
               of
               his
               Armed
               Head
               in
               the
               Fountain
               ;
               but
               his
               Heart
               went
               quite
               to
               another
               Tune
               ,
               when
               the
               Hounds
               were
               at
               the
               Heels
               of
               him
               .
               We
               are
               likewise
               taught
               here
               ,
               how
               subject
               Vain
               Men
               are
               to
               Glory
               in
               That
               which
               commonly
               Tends
               to
               their
               Loss
               ,
               their
               Misfortune
               ,
               their
               Shame
               ,
               and
               their
               very
               Destruction
               ;
               and
               yet
               at
               the
               same
               time
               to
               take
               their
               Best
               Friends
               for
               their
               Enemies
               .
               But
               there
               's
               a
               Huge
               Difference
               betwixt
               a
               False
               Conception
               of
               Things
               ,
               and
               the
               True
               Nature
               and
               Reason
               of
               them
               .
               The
               Stag
               Prided
               himself
               in
               his
               Horns
               ,
               that
               afterward
               Shackled
               ,
               and
               were
               the
               Ruine
               of
               him
               ;
               but
               made
               slight
               of
               his
               Pityful
               Shanks
               ,
               that
               if
               it
               had
               not
               been
               for
               his
               Branching
               Head
               ,
               would
               have
               brought
               him
               off
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             XLIV
             .
             A
             Snake
             and
             a
             File
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Snake
             got
             into
             a
             Smith's
             Shop
             ,
             and
             fell
             to
             Licking
             of
             a
             File
             ,
             She
             Saw
             the
             File
             Bloudy
             ,
             and
             still
             the
             Bloudyer
             it
             was
             ,
             the
             more
             Eagerly
             she
             Lick'd
             it
             ;
             upon
             a
             Foolish
             Fancy
             ,
             that
             it
             was
             the
             File
             that
             Bled
             ,
             and
             that
             She
             her self
             had
             the
             Better
             on
             't
             .
             In
             the
             Conclusion
             ,
             when
             she
             could
             Lick
             no
             Longer
             ,
             she
             fell
             to
             Biting
             ;
             but
             finding
             at
             last
             that
             she
             could
             do
             no
             more
             Good
             upon
             't
             with
             her
             Teeth
             ,
             then
             with
             her
             Tongue
             ,
             she
             Fairly
             left
             it
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               a
               Madness
               to
               stand
               Biting
               and
               Snapping
               at
               any
               thing
               to
               no
               manner
               of
               purpose
               ,
               more
               then
               the
               Gratifying
               of
               an
               Impotent
               Rage
               ,
               in
               the
               fancy
               of
               Hurting
               Another
               ,
               when
               in
               truth
               ,
               we
               only
               Wound
               our selves
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Fable
               sets
               out
               the
               Malignity
               of
               some
               Spiteful
               People
               ,
               that
               take
               so
               much
               Pleasure
               in
               the
               Design
               of
               Hurting
               others
               ,
               as
               not
               to
               Feel
               ,
               and
               Understand
               that
               they
               only
               Hurt
               themselves
               .
               This
               is
               the
               Case
               of
               Those
               that
               will
               be
               Trying
               Masteries
               with
               their
               Superiors
               ,
               and
               Biting
               of
               That
               which
               is
               too
               Hard
               for
               their
               Teeth
               .
               There
               's
               no
               Contending
               with
               an
               Adversary
               that
               's
               either
               Insensible
               ,
               or
               Invincible
               :
               And
               the
               Rule
               holds
               ,
               in
               Matters
               ,
               not
               only
               of
               Actual
               Force
               and
               Violence
               ,
               but
               of
               Fortune
               and
               Good
               Name
               ;
               for
               't
               is
               no
               better
               then
               Downright
               Madness
               ,
               to
               strike
               where
               we
               have
               No
               Power
               to
               Hurt
               ,
               and
               to
               Contend
               where
               we
               are
               sure
               to
               be
               Worsted
               .
               The
               Doctrine
               is
               this
               ,
               That
               Every
               Man
               should
               Consider
               his
               Own
               Strength
               ,
               and
               Act
               accordingly
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             XLV
             .
             A
             League
             betwixt
             the
             Wolves
             and
             the
             Sheep
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Time
             when
             the
             Sheep
             were
             so
             Hardy
             as
             to
             Wage
             War
             with
             the
             Wolves
             ;
             and
             so
             long
             as
             they
             had
             the
             Dogs
             for
             their
             Allies
             ,
             they
             were
             ,
             upon
             all
             Encounters
             ,
             at
             least
             a
             Match
             for
             their
             Enemies
             .
             Upon
             This
             Consideration
             ,
             the
             Wolves
             sent
             their
             Embassadors
             to
             the
             Sheep
             ,
             to
             Treat
             about
             a
             Peace
             ,
             and
             in
             the
             Mean
             Time
             there
             were
             Hostages
             given
             on
             Both
             Sides
             ;
             the
             Dogs
             on
             the
             part
             of
             the
             Sheep
             ,
             and
             the
             
               Wolves
               Whelps
            
             on
             the
             Other
             Part
             ,
             'till
             Matters
             might
             be
             brought
             to
             an
             Issue
             .
             While
             they
             were
             upon
             
             Treaty
             ,
             the
             Whelps
             fell
             a
             Howling
             ;
             The
             Wolves
             cryed
             out
             Treason
             ;
             and
             pretending
             an
             Infraction
             in
             the
             Abuse
             of
             their
             Hostages
             ,
             fell
             upon
             the
             Sheep
             immediately
             without
             their
             Dogs
             ,
             and
             made
             them
             pay
             for
             the
             Improvidence
             of
             leaving
             themselves
             without
             a
             Guard.
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               senseless
               to
               the
               Highest
               Degree
               to
               think
               of
               Establishing
               an
               Alliance
               among
               those
               that
               Nature
               her self
               has
               Divided
               ,
               by
               an
               Inconciliable
               Disagreement
               .
               Beside
               ,
               that
               a
               Foolish
               Peace
               is
               much
               more
               Destructive
               than
               a
               Bloody
               War.
               
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               To
               take
               This
               Fable
               in
               a
               Political
               Sense
               ;
               a
               Peace
               that
               puts
               People
               out
               of
               Condition
               of
               Defence
               ,
               in
               case
               of
               a
               War
               ,
               must
               expect
               a
               War
               ;
               and
               such
               a
               State
               as
               leaves
               them
               at
               the
               Mercy
               of
               an
               Enemy
               ,
               is
               Worse
               then
               War
               it self
               .
               There
               's
               no
               Trusting
               to
               the
               Articles
               and
               Formalities
               of
               an
               Out-side
               Peace
               ,
               upon
               the
               pretended
               Reconciliation
               of
               an
               Implacable
               Enemy
               .
               Christian
               Religion
               bids
               us
               Forgive
               :
               But
               Christian
               Prudence
               bids
               us
               have
               a
               Care
               too
               ,
               whom
               we
               Trust.
               'T
               is
               just
               in
               the
               World
               as
               it
               is
               in
               the
               Apologue
               .
               Truces
               ,
               and
               Cessations
               ,
               are
               both
               Made
               ,
               and
               Broken
               ,
               for
               Present
               Convenience
               ;
               and
               where
               the
               Allies
               find
               they
               may
               be
               the
               Better
               for
               't
               ,
               we
               may
               lay
               down
               this
               for
               an
               undoubted
               Truth
               ,
               that
               there
               can
               never
               want
               a
               Colour
               for
               a
               Rupture
               ,
               where
               there
               's
               a
               Good
               Will
               to
               't
               .
               'T
               is
               No
               New
               Thing
               ing
               in
               the
               World
               for
               the
               Dogs
               that
               are
               to
               keep
               the
               Wolves
               from
               Worrying
               the
               Sheep
               ,
               to
               be
               deliver'd
               up
               to
               the
               Enemy
               for
               Hostages
               ,
               for
               fear
               the
               Sheep
               should
               Worry
               the
               Wolves
               .
               This
               was
               our
               very
               Case
               within
               the
               Memory
               of
               Man
               ,
               when
               Matters
               were
               brought
               to
               the
               same
               Issue
               in
               the
               Kingdom
               by
               't
               ,
               that
               they
               are
               here
               in
               the
               Fable
               :
               Witness
               the
               several
               and
               several
               Treaties
               and
               Proposals
               that
               were
               set
               a
               foot
               under
               the
               Countenance
               of
               a
               Good
               Will
               to
               Peace
               :
               Where
               only
               such
               Conditions
               were
               insisted
               upon
               by
               the
               Designing
               Party
               ,
               as
               would
               be
               almost
               Equally
               Destructive
               to
               all
               Honest
               Men
               ,
               whether
               they
               were
               Granted
               or
               Refused
               .
               The
               One
               Way
               the
               Wolves
               were
               to
               have
               the
               Sheep
               left
               at
               Mercy
               ;
               and
               the
               Other
               Way
               ,
               the
               Scandal
               was
               turn'd
               upon
               the
               Refusers
               ,
               as
               the
               Enemies
               of
               an
               Accommodation
               ;
               Nay
               and
               the
               very
               Dogs
               were
               turn'd
               into
               Wolves
               too
               ;
               while
               Lawyers
               ,
               and
               Divines
               ,
               made
               the
               Law
               and
               the
               Gospel
               
                 Felons
                 of
                 themselves
              
               ,
               and
               suborn'd
               the
               Scriptures
               against
               the
               very
               Doctrine
               of
               Christ
               and
               his
               Apostles
               ,
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             XLVI
             .
             An
             Axe
             and
             a
             Forrest
             .
          
           
             A
             Carpenter
             that
             had
             got
             the
             Iron-Work
             of
             an
             Axe
             allready
             ,
             went
             to
             the
             Next
             Forrest
             to
             beg
             only
             so
             much
             Wood
             as
             would
             make
             a
             Handle
             to
             't
             .
             The
             Matter
             seem'd
             so
             
             small
             that
             the
             Request
             was
             Easily
             Granted
             ;
             but
             when
             the
             Timber-Trees
             came
             to
             find
             that
             the
             Whole
             Wood
             was
             to
             be
             Cut
             down
             by
             the
             Help
             of
             This
             Handle
             ;
             
               There
               's
               No
               Remedy
            
             ,
             they
             cry'd
             ,
             
               but
               Patience
               ,
               when
               People
               are
               undone
               by
               their
               own
               Folly.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             XLVII
             .
             A
             Tree
             and
             a
             Wedge
             .
          
           
             A
             Workman
             was
             Cutting
             down
             a
             Tree
             to
             make
             Wedges
             of
             it
             .
             Well!
             says
             the
             Tree
             ,
             I
             cannot
             but
             be
             extremely
             Troubled
             at
             the
             Thought
             of
             what
             I
             'm
             now
             a
             doing
             ;
             And
             I
             do
             not
             so
             much
             Complain
             neither
             ,
             of
             the
             Axe
             that
             does
             the
             Execution
             ,
             as
             of
             the
             Man
             that
             Guides
             it
             ;
             but
             it
             is
             My
             Misery
             that
             I
             am
             to
             be
             Destroy
             d
             by
             the
             Fruit
             of
             my
             own
             Body
             .
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             XLVIII
             .
             The
             Eagle
             and
             Arrow
             .
          
           
             AN
             Eagle
             that
             was
             Watching
             upon
             a
             Rock
             once
             for
             a
             Hare
             ,
             had
             the
             Ill
             Hap
             to
             be
             Struck
             with
             an
             Arrow
             .
             This
             Arrow
             ,
             it
             seems
             ,
             was
             Feather'd
             from
             her
             own
             Wing
             ,
             Which
             very
             Consideration
             went
             nearer
             her
             Heart
             ,
             she
             said
             ,
             than
             Death
             it self
             .
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             XLIX
             .
             A
             Thrush
             taken
             with
             Birdlime
             .
          
           
             IT
             was
             the
             Fortune
             of
             a
             Poor
             Thrush
             ,
             among
             other
             Birds
             ,
             to
             be
             taken
             with
             a
             Bush
             of
             Lime-Twigs
             ,
             and
             the
             Miserable
             Creature
             Reflecting
             upon
             it
             ,
             that
             the
             Chief
             Ingredient
             in
             the
             Birdlime
             came
             out
             of
             her
             own
             Guts
             :
             I
             am
             not
             half
             so
             much
             Troubled
             ,
             says
             the
             Thrush
             ,
             at
             the
             Thought
             of
             Dying
             ,
             as
             at
             the
             Fatality
             of
             Contributing
             to
             my
             Own
             Ruine
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               of
               the
               Four
               FABLES
               above
               .
            
             
               Nothing
               goes
               nearer
               a
               Man
               in
               his
               Misfortunes
               ,
               then
               to
               find
               himself
               Undone
               by
               his
               Own
               Folly
               ,
               or
               but
               any
               way
               Accessory
               to
               his
               own
               Ruine
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Fables
               of
               the
               Ax-Handle
               ,
               and
               the
               Wedge
               ,
               serve
               to
               Precaution
               us
               not
               to
               put
               our selves
               Needlesly
               upon
               an
               After
               Game
               ,
               but
               to
               Weigh
               before
               hand
               what
               we
               Say
               ,
               and
               Do.
               We
               should
               have
               a
               Care
               how
               we
               Arm
               our
               Enemies
               against
               our Selves
               ;
               for
               there
               's
               Nothing
               goes
               Nearer
               a
               Man
               than
               to
               be
               Undone
               by
               his
               Own
               Improvidence
               ;
               and
               Nothing
               afterward
               more
               Ridiculous
               ,
               then
               to
               Blame
               Fortune
               for
               our
               own
               Faults
               :
               Though
               we
               are
               so
               Fram'd
               by
               Nature
               ,
               in
               respect
               of
               our
               Souls
               and
               Bodies
               ,
               that
               One
               Part
               of
               a
               Man
               is
               still
               Wounded
               by
               the
               Other
               .
               Nothing
               so
               much
               Troubled
               the
               Eagle
               and
               the
               Thrush
               ,
               as
               the
               Thought
               of
               assisting
               to
               their
               own
               Destruction
               .
            
             
               There
               's
               No
               living
               in
               This
               World
               without
               an
               Exchange
               of
               Civil
               Offices
               ,
               and
               the
               Need
               we
               have
               One
               of
               Another
               ,
               goes
               a
               Great
               Way
               toward
               the
               Making
               of
               us
               Love
               One
               Another
               .
               How
               is
               this
               Amity
               ,
               and
               Communication
               to
               be
               entertain'd
               now
               ,
               but
               by
               the
               Commerce
               of
               Giving
               and
               Receiving
               ?
               Reason
               ,
               and
               Experience
               ,
               are
               Sufficient
               to
               convince
               us
               of
               the
               Necessity
               of
               such
               a
               Correspondence
               ;
               And
               this
               Fiction
               of
               the
               Axe
               and
               the
               Forrest
               ,
               and
               so
               of
               the
               Tree
               and
               the
               Wedge
               ,
               shews
               us
               the
               Danger
               of
               it
               too
               ,
               if
               it
               be
               not
               Manag'd
               with
               a
               Provident
               Respect
               to
               All
               the
               Niceties
               of
               Circumstance
               ,
               and
               Contingency
               in
               the
               Case
               .
               People
               have
               got
               a
               Custom
               ,
               't
               is
               true
               ,
               of
               Computing
               upon
               the
               Present
               Need
               ,
               and
               Value
               of
               Things
               ,
               without
               ever
               heeding
               the
               Consequences
               of
               them
               :
               As
               if
               all
               our
               Askings
               ,
               and
               our
               Grantings
               were
               to
               be
               Governed
               by
               the
               Standard
               of
               the
               Market
               .
               
                 'T
                 is
                 so
                 pityful
                 a
                 Bus'ness
              
               ,
               says
               One
               ,
               and
               
                 it
                 was
                 so
                 small
                 a
                 Thing
                 ,
              
               says
               Another
               ;
               And
               yet
               this
               
                 Pityful
                 Bus'ness
              
               ,
               and
               this
               
                 Small
                 Thing
              
               proves
               at
               last
               to
               be
               as
               much
               as
               a
               Man's
               Life
               ,
               Honor
               ,
               and
               Estate
               is
               Worth.
               Alas
               !
               What
               's
               a
               Handle
               for
               an
               Axe
               ,
               out
               of
               a
               whole
               Forrest
               !
               What
               's
               the
               Writing
               of
               a
               Man's
               Name
               ,
               or
               the
               saying
               Ay
               ,
               or
               No
               to
               a
               Question
               ?
               And
               yet
               the
               very
               Safety
               and
               Honour
               of
               our
               Prince
               and
               Country
               ,
               and
               the
               Summ
               of
               our
               Well-being
               lies
               many
               a
               time
               at
               Stake
               upon
               the
               Issue
               of
               doing
               either
               the
               One
               or
               the
               Other
               .
               Nay
               and
               let
               the
               People
               we
               have
               to
               do
               withal
               be
               never
               so
               Just
               and
               Honest
               ,
               it
               is
               yet
               a
               Temerity
               ,
               and
               a
               Folly
               Inexcusable
               ,
               to
               Deliver
               up
               our selves
               Needlesly
               into
               Anothers
               Power
               :
               For
               He
               that
               does
               any
               thing
               Rashly
               ,
               must
               be
               taken
               in
               Equity
               of
               Construction
               to
               do
               it
               willingly
               :
               For
               he
               was
               Free
               to
               Deliberate
               or
               Not
               :
               'T
               is
               Good
               Advice
               to
               Consider
               ,
               First
               ,
               what
               the
               Thing
               is
               that
               is
               Desired
               .
               2.
               
               The
               Character
               of
               the
               Person
               that
               Asks.
               3.
               
               What
               use
               may
               be
               made
               on
               't
               to
               the
               Detriment
               of
               him
               that
               Grants
               the
               Request
               ,
               and
               so
               to
               Resolve
               how
               far
               in
               Duty
               ,
               Humanity
               ,
               Prudence
               ,
               Justice
               ,
               and
               Respect
               ,
               we
               are
               to
               Comply
               with
               it
               .
               Wheresoever
               there
               is
               a
               Moral
               Right
               on
               the
               One
               Hand
               ,
               No
               Secondary
               Interest
               can
               Discharge
               it
               on
               the
               Other
               .
               A
               Pris'ner
               upon
               Parole
               must
               surrender
               himself
               upon
               Demand
               ,
               though
               he
               Die
               for
               't
               .
               A
               Man
               may
               Contribute
               to
               his
               own
               Ruin
               Several
               Ways
               ;
               but
               in
               Cases
               not
               to
               be
               Foreseen
               ,
               and
               so
               not
               to
               be
               Prevented
               ,
               it
               may
               be
               his
               Misfortune
               ,
               and
               the
               Man
               not
               to
               blame
               .
               We
               are
               not
               to
               omit
               Precaution
               however
               ,
               for
               fear
               an
               Ill
               Use
               should
               be
               made
               of
               Those
               Things
               that
               we
               do
               ,
               even
               with
               a
               Good
               Intention
               ;
               but
               we
               are
               still
               to
               Distinguish
               betwixt
               what
               may
               Possibly
               ,
               and
               what
               will
               Probably
               be
               done
               ,
               according
               to
               the
               Best
               Measures
               we
               can
               take
               of
               the
               End
               of
               Asking
               ;
               for
               there
               would
               be
               No
               Place
               left
               for
               the
               Functions
               of
               Humane
               Society
               ,
               if
               the
               Possibility
               of
               Abusing
               a
               Kindness
               ,
               should
               wholly
               Divert
               us
               from
               the
               Exercise
               of
               Charity
               and
               Good
               Nature
               .
               There
               may
               be
               Great
               Mischief
               Wrought
               yet
               ,
               without
               any
               thing
               of
               
               a
               Previous
               Malice
               ,
               and
               it
               may
               be
               Hazardous
               to
               Yield
               ,
               even
               where
               the
               Proposal
               is
               wholly
               Innocent
               .
               There
               may
               be
               other
               Propositions
               again
               ,
               that
               were
               Originally
               Design'd
               for
               Snares
               ,
               to
               the
               Short-sighted
               and
               Credulous
               ,
               Now
               't
               is
               the
               Art
               of
               Life
               ,
               Critically
               to
               Discern
               the
               One
               Case
               from
               the
               Other
               .
            
             
               There
               needs
               Little
               more
               to
               be
               said
               to
               the
               Emblems
               of
               the
               Eagle
               and
               the
               Thrush
               ,
               than
               to
               observe
               ,
               that
               both
               by
               Chance
               ,
               and
               by
               Nature
               ,
               we
               are
               made
               Accessary
               to
               our
               Own
               Ruines
               :
               and
               That
               's
               enough
               to
               Trouble
               a
               Body
               ,
               though
               not
               to
               Condemn
               him
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             L.
             The
             Belly
             and
             Members
             .
          
           
             THE
             
               Commoners
               of
               Rome
            
             were
             gon
             off
             once
             into
             a
             Direct
             Faction
             against
             the
             Senate
             .
             They
             'd
             pay
             no
             Taxes
             ,
             nor
             be
             forc'd
             to
             bear
             Arms
             ,
             they
             said
             ,
             and
             't
             was
             against
             the
             
               Liberty
               of
               the
               Subject
            
             to
             pretend
             to
             Compel
             them
             to
             't
             .
             The
             Sedition
             ,
             in
             short
             ,
             ran
             so
             High
             ,
             that
             there
             was
             no
             Hope
             of
             Reclaiming
             them
             ,
             till
             
               Menenius
               Agrippa
            
             brought
             them
             to
             their
             Wits
             again
             by
             This
             Apologue
             :
          
           
             The
             Hands
             and
             the
             Feet
             were
             in
             a
             Desperate
             Mutiny
             once
             against
             the
             Belly
             .
             They
             knew
             No
             Reason
             ,
             they
             said
             ,
             why
             the
             One
             should
             lye
             Lazying
             ,
             and
             Pampering
             it self
             with
             the
             Fruit
             of
             the
             Others
             Labour
             ;
             and
             if
             the
             Body
             would
             not
             Work
             for
             Company
             ,
             they
             'd
             be
             no
             longer
             at
             the
             Charge
             of
             Maintaining
             it
             .
             Upon
             This
             Mutiny
             ,
             they
             kept
             the
             Body
             so
             long
             without
             Nourishment
             ,
             that
             All
             the
             Parts
             Suffer'd
             for
             't
             :
             Insomuch
             that
             the
             Hands
             and
             Feet
             came
             in
             the
             Conclusion
             to
             find
             their
             Mistake
             ,
             and
             would
             have
             been
             willing
             Then
             to
             have
             Done
             their
             Office
             ;
             but
             it
             was
             now
             too
             Late
             ,
             for
             the
             Body
             was
             so
             Pin'd
             with
             Over-Fasting
             ,
             that
             it
             was
             wholly
             out
             of
             Condition
             to
             receive
             the
             Benefit
             of
             a
             Relief
             :
             which
             gave
             them
             to
             Understand
             ,
             that
             
               Body
               and
               Members
               are
               to
               Live
               and
               Die
               together
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Publick
               is
               but
               One
               Body
               ,
               and
               the
               Prince
               the
               Head
               on
               't
               ;
               so
               that
               what
               Member
               soever
               withdraws
               his
               Service
               from
               the
               Head
               ,
               is
               no
               Better
               than
               a
               Negative
               Traitor
               to
               his
               Country
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Allegoty
               is
               a
               Political
               Reading
               upon
               the
               State
               and
               Condition
               of
               Civil
               Communities
               ,
               where
               the
               Members
               have
               their
               Several
               Offices
               ,
               and
               Every
               Part
               Contributes
               respectively
               to
               the
               Preservation
               and
               Service
               
               of
               the
               Whole
               .
               'T
               is
               true
               ,
               their
               Operations
               are
               More
               or
               Less
               Noble
               ,
               but
               the
               Mechanical
               Faculties
               can
               no
               more
               be
               Spar'd
               than
               the
               Intellectual
               ,
               and
               those
               that
               Serve
               in
               Council
               under
               an
               Appearance
               of
               Rest
               ,
               are
               yet
               as
               Busie
               ,
               and
               as
               Necessary
               ,
               in
               their
               Functions
               ,
               as
               those
               that
               are
               Actually
               and
               Visibly
               in
               Motion
               .
               Here
               's
               a
               Caution
               in
               fine
               ,
               to
               the
               Members
               ,
               to
               have
               a
               care
               how
               they
               withdraw
               themselves
               from
               their
               Duties
               ,
               till
               it
               shall
               be
               too
               late
               for
               their
               Superiors
               to
               make
               use
               of
               them
               .
            
             
               There
               is
               so
               Near
               an
               Analogy
               betwixt
               the
               State
               of
               a
               Body
               Natural
               ,
               and
               and
               Politique
               ,
               that
               the
               Necessity
               of
               Government
               and
               Obedience
               cannot
               be
               better
               Represented
               .
               The
               Motions
               of
               a
               Popular
               Faction
               are
               so
               Violent
               ,
               and
               Unreasonable
               ,
               that
               neither
               Philosophy
               ,
               Prudence
               ,
               Experience
               ,
               nay
               ,
               nor
               the
               Holy
               Writ
               it self
               ,
               has
               the
               Power
               (
               ordinarily
               speaking
               )
               to
               Work
               upon
               them
               .
               If
               People
               would
               allow
               themselves
               Time
               for
               Thought
               ,
               and
               Consideration
               ,
               they
               would
               find
               that
               the
               Conservation
               of
               the
               Body
               depends
               upon
               the
               Proper
               Use
               and
               Service
               of
               the
               Several
               Parts
               ;
               and
               that
               the
               Interest
               of
               Every
               Distinct
               Member
               of
               it
               ,
               is
               wrapt
               up
               in
               the
               Support
               ,
               and
               Maintenance
               of
               the
               whole
               ,
               which
               obliges
               them
               all
               to
               Labour
               in
               their
               Respective
               Offices
               and
               Functions
               for
               the
               Common
               Good.
               There
               are
               Degrees
               of
               Dignity
               (
               no
               doubt
               on
               't
               )
               in
               Both
               Cases
               ,
               and
               One
               Part
               is
               to
               be
               Subservient
               to
               Another
               ,
               in
               the
               Order
               of
               Civil
               Policy
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               in
               the
               Frame
               of
               a
               Man's
               Body
               :
               so
               that
               they
               are
               mightily
               out
               of
               the
               way
               ,
               that
               take
               Eating
               and
               Drinking
               ,
               and
               Un
               Eating
               ,
               and
               Un-Drinking
               ,
               in
               a
               course
               of
               Vicissitude
               ,
               with
               other
               Offices
               of
               Nature
               that
               are
               common
               to
               Beasts
               with
               Men
               ,
               to
               be
               the
               Great
               Bus'ness
               of
               Mankind
               ,
               without
               any
               further
               Regard
               to
               the
               Faculties
               ,
               and
               Duties
               of
               our
               Reasonable
               Being
               :
               For
               Every
               Member
               has
               its
               Proper
               ,
               and
               Respective
               Function
               Assigned
               it
               ,
               and
               not
               a
               Finger
               suffers
               but
               the
               Whole
               Feels
               on
               't
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             LI.
             An
             Ape
             and
             a
             Fox
             .
          
           
             AN
             Ape
             that
             found
             Many
             Inconveniences
             by
             going
             Bare-Arse
             ,
             went
             to
             a
             Fox
             that
             had
             a
             Well-spread
             ,
             Bushy
             Tayle
             ,
             and
             beggd
             of
             him
             only
             a
             little
             piece
             on
             't
             to
             Cover
             his
             Nakedness
             :
             For
             (
             says
             he
             )
             you
             have
             enough
             for
             Both
             ,
             and
             what
             needs
             more
             than
             you
             have
             Occasion
             for
             ?
             Well
             ,
             Iohn
             (
             says
             the
             Fox
             )
             be
             it
             More
             ,
             or
             be
             it
             Less
             ,
             you
             get
             not
             one
             single
             Hair
             on
             't
             ;
             for
             I
             would
             have
             ye
             know
             ,
             Sirrah
             ,
             that
             the
             Tayle
             of
             a
             Fox
             was
             never
             made
             for
             the
             Buttocks
             of
             an
             Ape
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Providence
               has
               Assign'd
               Every
               Creature
               its
               Station
               ,
               Lot
               ,
               Make
               and
               Figure
               ;
               and
               't
               is
               not
               for
               Us
               to
               stand
               Correcting
               the
               Works
               of
               an
               In
               comprehensible
               Wisdom
               ,
               and
               an
               Almighty
               Power
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               is
               to
               Reprove
               the
               Impertinent
               ,
               Useless
               ,
               and
               Unreasonable
               Demands
               of
               Those
               that
               first
               Ask
               what
               Another
               cannot
               Part
               with
               ,
               unless
               he
               be
               a
               Stark
               Fool
               ,
               or
               a
               Mad
               Man.
               And
               2.
               
               That
               which
               if
               they
               could
               obtain
               would
               be
               of
               No
               Use
               ,
               or
               Benefit
               to
               them
               at
               all
               .
               The
               Old
               Moral
               carries
               it
               to
               Those
               also
               that
               will
               Part
               with
               Nothing
               to
               the
               Poor
               ,
               even
               out
               of
               their
               Superfluities
               :
               But
               it
               seems
               to
               be
               Abominably
               Wrested
               ,
               for
               neither
               did
               the
               One
               want
               ,
               nor
               had
               the
               other
               Any
               Thing
               to
               spare
               .
            
             
               There
               are
               Cerrain
               Rules
               to
               be
               observed
               ,
               as
               well
               in
               Asking
               ,
               as
               Denying
               .
               Things
               against
               Nature
               are
               unreasonable
               on
               Both
               Sides
               .
               Things
               Impossible
               are
               Ridiculous
               in
               the
               very
               Proposal
               ;
               and
               Things
               which
               the
               One
               cannot
               Spare
               ,
               and
               the
               Other
               will
               be
               never
               the
               Better
               for
               ,
               fall
               naturally
               within
               the
               Compass
               of
               Exceptions
               .
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               Those
               Things
               that
               we
               know
               not
               what
               to
               do
               withal
               if
               we
               Had
               them
               ;
               and
               Those
               Things
               again
               ,
               which
               Another
               Cannot
               Part
               with
               but
               to
               his
               own
               Loss
               and
               Shame
               .
               These
               Points
               are
               the
               very
               Conditions
               of
               This
               Fable
               .
               Here
               's
               a
               General
               Caution
               against
               Extravagant
               Desires
               ,
               and
               yet
               let
               the
               Refusal
               be
               never
               so
               Just
               ,
               it
               is
               Possible
               however
               ,
               that
               a
               Man
               may
               Oppose
               a
               most
               Unconscionable
               Request
               for
               an
               Unjustifiable
               Reason
               ;
               As
               in
               the
               Case
               for
               the
               purpose
               ,
               of
               an
               Ill-Natur'd
               Denyal
               ,
               out
               of
               a
               Dislike
               of
               the
               Man
               ,
               rather
               than
               of
               the
               Thing
               it self
               .
            
             
               The
               Application
               of
               This
               Fable
               to
               Avarice
               ,
               that
               will
               part
               with
               Nothing
               ,
               seems
               to
               be
               Wrested
               ;
               for
               it
               strikes
               more
               properly
               upon
               the
               Folly
               of
               People's
               not
               being
               satisfied
               with
               the
               Appointments
               of
               Nature
               .
               An
               
                 Ape
                 ,
                 with
                 a
                 Tayl
              
               ,
               would
               be
               as
               scandalous
               ,
               as
               a
               
                 Fox
                 without
              
               One.
               Why
               should
               not
               Any
               One
               Creature
               Envy
               the
               Whole
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               any
               One
               Part
               of
               Another
               ?
               And
               why
               should
               not
               an
               Ape
               be
               as
               much
               Troubled
               that
               he
               has
               no
               Wings
               ,
               as
               that
               he
               has
               no
               Tayle
               ?
               This
               Grumbling
               Humour
               has
               Envy
               in
               it
               ,
               Avarice
               and
               Ingratitude
               ,
               and
               sets
               up
               it self
               in
               fine
               against
               All
               the
               Works
               of
               the
               Creation
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             LII
             .
             A
             Lark
             and
             her
             
               Young
               Ones
            
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Brood
             of
             Young
             Larks
             in
             the
             Corn
             ,
             and
             the
             Dam
             ,
             when
             she
             went
             abroad
             to
             Forrage
             for
             them
             ,
             laid
             a
             Strict
             Charge
             upon
             her
             
               Little
               Ones
            
             ,
             to
             pick
             up
             what
             News
             they
             could
             get
             against
             she
             came
             back
             again
             .
             They
             told
             her
             at
             her
             Return
             ,
             that
             the
             Owner
             of
             the
             Field
             had
             been
             there
             ,
             and
             Order'd
             his
             Neigbours
             to
             come
             and
             Reap
             the
             Corn.
             Well
             ,
             says
             the
             
               Old
               One
            
             ,
             ther
             's
             no
             Danger
             yet
             then
             .
             They
             told
             her
             the
             next
             Day
             that
             he
             had
             been
             there
             again
             ,
             and
             Desir'd
             his
             Friends
             to
             Do
             't
             .
             Well
             ,
             well
             ,
             says
             she
             ,
             there
             's
             no
             Hurt
             in
             That
             neither
             ,
             and
             so
             she
             went
             out
             a
             Progging
             for
             Provisions
             again
             as
             before
             .
             But
             upon
             the
             Third
             Day
             ,
             when
             they
             told
             their
             Mother
             ,
             that
             the
             Master
             and
             his
             Son
             appointed
             to
             come
             the
             Next
             Morning
             about
             it
             Themselves
             :
             Nay
             then
             ,
             
             says
             she
             ,
             't
             is
             time
             to
             look
             about
             us
             :
             As
             for
             the
             Neighbours
             and
             the
             Friends
             ,
             I
             fear
             'em
             not
             :
             but
             the
             Master
             I'msure
             will
             be
             as
             good
             as
             his
             Word
             ;
             for
             't
             is
             his
             own
             Bus'ness
             .
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             LIII
             .
             The
             Stag
             and
             the
             Oxen
          
           
             A
             Stag
             that
             was
             hard
             set
             by
             the
             Huntsmen
             ,
             betook
             himself
             to
             a
             Stall
             for
             Sanctuary
             ,
             and
             prevail'd
             with
             the
             Oxen
             to
             Conceal
             him
             the
             best
             they
             could
             ,
             so
             they
             cover'd
             him
             with
             Straw
             ,
             and
             by
             and
             by
             in
             comes
             the
             Keeper
             to
             Dress
             the
             Cattel
             ,
             and
             to
             Feed
             them
             ;
             and
             when
             he
             had
             done
             his
             Work
             he
             went
             his
             Way
             without
             any
             Discovery
             .
             The
             Stag
             reckon'd
             himself
             by
             This
             Time
             to
             be
             out
             of
             All
             Danger
             ;
             but
             One
             of
             the
             Oxen
             that
             had
             more
             Brains
             than
             his
             Fellows
             ,
             advis'd
             him
             not
             to
             be
             too
             Confident
             neither
             ;
             for
             the
             Servant
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             is
             a
             Puzzling
             Fool
             that
             heeds
             Nothing
             ;
             but
             when
             my
             Master
             comes
             ,
             he
             'll
             have
             an
             Eye
             
               Here
               and
               There
               and
               Every
               where
               ,
            
             and
             will
             most
             certainly
             find
             ye
             out
             .
             Upon
             the
             very
             Speaking
             of
             the
             Word
             ,
             in
             comes
             the
             Master
             ,
             and
             He
             spies
             out
             Twenty
             Faults
             ,
             I
             warrant
             ye
             ;
             This
             was
             not
             Well
             ,
             and
             That
             was
             not
             Well
             ;
             till
             at
             last
             ,
             as
             he
             was
             Prying
             and
             Groping
             up
             and
             down
             ,
             he
             felt
             the
             Horns
             of
             the
             Stag
             under
             the
             Straw
             ,
             and
             so
             made
             Prize
             of
             〈◊〉
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               to
               the
               Two
               Fables
               above
               .
            
             
               He
               that
               would
               be
               sure
               to
               have
               his
               Bus'ness
               Well
               Done
               ,
               must
               either
               Do
               it
               Himself
               ,
               or
               see
               the
               Doing
               of
               it
               ;
               Beside
               that
               many
               a
               Good
               Servant
               is
               Spoil'd
               by
               a
               Careless
               Master
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               INTEREST
               Does
               more
               in
               the
               World
               then
               Faith
               and
               Honesty
               ;
               for
               Men
               are
               more
               sensible
               in
               their
               own
               Case
               then
               in
               Anothers
               ;
               which
               is
               all
               but
               according
               to
               the
               Old
               Saying
               ,
               
                 Command
                 your
                 Man
                 ,
                 and
                 Do
                 't
                 Your Self
                 .
              
               Neither
               ,
               in
               Truth
               ,
               is
               it
               Reasonable
               ,
               that
               Another
               should
               be
               more
               Careful
               of
               Me
               ,
               than
               I
               am
               of
               my
               ●…elf
               .
               Every
               Man's
               Bus'ness
               is
               Best
               Done
               when
               he
               looks
               after
               it
               with
               his
               Own
               Eyes
               :
               And
               in
               short
               ,
               
                 when
                 Every
                 Man
                 looks
                 to
                 One
                 ,
                 the
                 Care
                 is
                 taken
                 for
                 All.
                 
              
            
             
               We
               are
               likewise
               given
               to
               understand
               ,
               in
               the
               Misfortune
               ,
               and
               Mistake
               of
               the
               Stag
               ,
               how
               Rare
               a
               Felicity
               it
               is
               for
               a
               Man
               in
               Distress
               ,
               to
               find
               out
               such
               a
               Patron
               as
               has
               the
               Will
               and
               the
               Resolution
               ,
               the
               Skill
               ,
               and
               the
               Power
               ,
               to
               Relieve
               him
               ;
               and
               that
               it
               is
               not
               Every
               Man's
               Talent
               neither
               ,
               to
               make
               
                 the
                 Best
                 of
                 a
                 Bad
                 Game
                 .
              
               The
               Morality
               of
               this
               Caution
               is
               as
               good
               a
               Lesson
               to
               
               Governments
               ,
               as
               to
               Private
               Families
               .
               For
               a
               Prince's
               Leaving
               his
               Bus'ness
               Wholly
               to
               his
               Ministers
               without
               a
               Strict
               Eye
               over
               them
               in
               their
               Respective
               Offices
               and
               Functions
               ,
               is
               as
               Dangerous
               an
               Errour
               in
               Politiques
               ,
               as
               a
               Masters
               Committing
               All
               to
               his
               Servant
               is
               in
               Oeconomicks
               .
               It
               is
               Effectually
               a
               Translation
               of
               the
               Authority
               ,
               when
               a
               Superior
               trusts
               himself
               Implicitly
               to
               the
               Faith
               ,
               Care
               ,
               Honesty
               and
               Discretion
               of
               an
               Inferior
               .
               To
               say
               nothing
               of
               the
               Temptation
               to
               Bribery
               and
               False
               D●…aling
               ,
               when
               so
               much
               may
               be
               Gotten
               by
               't
               with
               so
               Little
               Hazzard
               ,
               either
               of
               Discovery
               ,
               or
               Punishment
               .
               Beside
               the
               Desperate
               Inconvenience
               of
               Setting
               up
               a
               Wrong
               Interest
               ,
               by
               drawing
               Applications
               out
               of
               the
               Proper
               Channel
               ;
               and
               Committing
               the
               Authority
               and
               Duty
               of
               the
               Master
               to
               the
               Honesty
               and
               Discretion
               of
               the
               Servant
               .
               Men
               will
               be
               True
               to
               Themselves
               how
               Faithless
               soever
               to
               One
               Another
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             LIV.
             A
             Fox
             and
             a
             
               Sick
               Lyon.
            
             
          
           
             A
             Certain
             Lyon
             that
             had
             got
             a
             Politique
             Fit
             of
             Sickness
             ,
             made
             it
             his
             Observation
             ,
             that
             of
             All
             the
             Beasts
             in
             the
             Forrest
             ,
             the
             Fox
             never
             came
             at
             him
             :
             And
             so
             he
             wrote
             him
             Word
             how
             Ill
             he
             was
             ,
             and
             how
             Mighty
             Glad
             he
             should
             be
             of
             his
             Company
             ,
             upon
             the
             Score
             of
             Ancient
             Friendship
             and
             Acquaintance
             .
             The
             Fox
             return'd
             the
             Complement
             with
             a
             Thousand
             Prayers
             for
             his
             Recovery
             ;
             but
             as
             for
             Waiting
             upon
             him
             ,
             he
             desir'd
             to
             be
             Excus'd
             ;
             For
             (
             says
             he
             )
             I
             find
             the
             Traces
             of
             abundance
             of
             Feet
             Going
             In
             to
             Your
             Majesties
             Palace
             ,
             and
             not
             One
             that
             comes
             Back
             again
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Kindnesses
               of
               Ill
               Natur'd
               and
               Designing
               People
               ,
               should
               be
               thoroughly
               Consider'd
               ,
               and
               Examin'd
               ,
               before
               we
               give
               Credit
               to
               them
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               There
               's
               but
               a
               Hair's
               Breadth
               here
               ,
               betwixt
               an
               Office
               of
               Great
               Piety
               ,
               Humanity
               and
               Virtue
               ;
               and
               an
               Action
               of
               Extreme
               Folly
               ,
               Improvidence
               ,
               and
               Hazzard
               .
               But
               the
               Fox
               saw
               thorough
               the
               Complement
               ,
               and
               that
               it
               was
               ,
               in
               Truth
               ,
               but
               an
               Invitation
               of
               him
               to
               his
               Own
               Funeral
               .
               We
               meet
               with
               many
               of
               These
               Dangerous
               Civilities
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               wherein
               't
               is
               a
               Hard
               Matter
               for
               a
               Man
               to
               Save
               ,
               both
               his
               Skin
               ,
               and
               his
               Credit
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               a
               Difficult
               Point
               to
               Hit
               the
               True
               Medium
               ,
               betwixt
               Trusting
               too
               Much
               ,
               and
               too
               Little
               ,
               for
               fear
               of
               Incurring
               a
               Danger
               on
               the
               One
               Hand
               ,
               or
               giving
               a
               Scandal
               on
               the
               Other
               .
               Complements
               are
               only
               Words
               of
               Course
               ,
               and
               though
               One
               External
               Civility
               may
               be
               Current
               Payment
               for
               Another
               ,
               yet
               a
               Man
               would
               be
               loth
               to
               Venture
               his
               All
               upon
               a
               Figure
               of
               Speech
               ,
               where
               the
               Meaning
               is
               so
               Nicely
               Divided
               betwixt
               Jest
               and
               Earnest
               .
               'T
               is
               a
               Base
               Thing
               to
               suspect
               a
               Friend
               ,
               or
               an
               Honest
               Man
               ;
               Nay
               't
               is
               a
               Base
               Thing
               to
               suspect
               any
               Man
               ,
               that
               but
               Looks
               like
               One
               ;
               so
               
               as
               to
               Wound
               him
               ;
               That
               is
               ,
               either
               in
               a
               Word
               ,
               or
               in
               a
               Thought
               .
               But
               then
               't
               is
               Death
               perhaps
               to
               be
               Impos'd
               upon
               by
               an
               Hypocrite
               under
               That
               Masque
               .
               So
               that
               the
               Character
               of
               a
               Wise
               Man
               ,
               lyes
               at
               Stake
               upon
               Matter
               of
               Judgment
               ,
               One
               Way
               ,
               and
               of
               a
               Good
               Natur'd
               Man
               ,
               the
               Other
               Way
               .
               The
               Middle
               Course
               is
               to
               Hide
               our
               Distrust
               where
               we
               are
               Doubtful
               ,
               and
               to
               be
               Free
               ,
               and
               Open
               ,
               where
               we
               may
               be
               Secure
               .
               There
               's
               No
               Living
               without
               Trusting
               some
               body
               or
               Other
               ,
               in
               some
               Cases
               ,
               or
               at
               some
               Time
               or
               Other
               :
               But
               then
               if
               People
               be
               not
               Cautious
               ,
               Whom
               ,
               When
               ,
               and
               Wherein
               ,
               the
               Mistake
               may
               be
               Mortal
               ;
               for
               there
               must
               be
               somewhat
               of
               a
               Trust
               to
               make
               way
               for
               a
               Treachery
               ;
               since
               No
               man
               can
               be
               Betray'd
               ,
               that
               does
               not
               either
               Believe
               ,
               or
               seem
               to
               Believe
               :
               So
               that
               the
               Fox
               did
               well
               to
               Weigh
               All
               Circumstances
               before
               he
               came
               to
               a
               Resolution
               .
               The
               Lion's
               Design
               was
               well
               enough
               Cover'd
               under
               the
               Disguise
               of
               a
               Counterfeit
               Sickness
               ,
               and
               a
               Dissembled
               Tenderness
               and
               Respect
               ,
               for
               the
               Drawing
               of
               the
               Fox
               into
               the
               Toyle
               .
               For
               there
               was
               the
               Civility
               of
               an
               Invitation
               ,
               on
               the
               One
               hand
               ,
               and
               some
               Colour
               of
               a
               Right
               to
               a
               Visit
               ,
               though
               but
               out
               of
               Compassion
               and
               Good
               Manners
               ,
               on
               the
               Other
               :
               But
               the
               Foxes
               Sagacity
               ,
               and
               the
               Prints
               of
               the
               Feet
               Spoil'd
               All.
               This
               Fable
               in
               One
               Word
               more
               ,
               bids
               us
               be
               Careful
               how
               we
               Trust
               in
               Any
               Case
               without
               looking
               Well
               about
               us
               :
               for
               't
               is
               Half
               the
               Bus'ness
               of
               One
               part
               of
               the
               World
               to
               put
               Tricks
               upon
               T'other
               .
               The
               Heart
               of
               Man
               is
               like
               a
               Bog
               ,
               it
               looks
               Fair
               to
               the
               Eye
               ;
               but
               when
               we
               come
               to
               lay
               any
               Weight
               upon
               't
               ,
               the
               Ground
               is
               False
               under
               us
               .
               Nothing
               could
               be
               more
               Obliging
               and
               Respectful
               then
               the
               Lyon's
               Letter
               was
               ,
               in
               Terms
               and
               Appearance
               ;
               but
               there
               was
               Death
               yet
               in
               the
               True
               Intent
               and
               Meaning
               on
               't
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             LV.
             A
             Fox
             and
             a
             Weazel
             .
          
           
             A
             Slam
             ,
             Thin-Gutted
             Fox
             made
             a
             Hard
             Shift
             to
             Wriggle
             his
             Body
             into
             a
             Hen-Roost
             ,
             and
             when
             he
             had
             stuff'd
             his
             Guts
             well
             ,
             he
             squeez'd
             hard
             to
             get
             out
             again
             ;
             but
             the
             Hole
             was
             too
             Little
             for
             him
             .
             There
             was
             a
             Weazle
             a
             pretty
             way
             off
             ,
             that
             stood
             Learing
             at
             him
             all
             This
             While
             .
             Brother
             Reynard
             ;
             (
             says
             he
             )
             Your
             Belly
             was
             Empty
             when
             you
             went
             In
             ,
             and
             you
             must
             e'en
             stay
             till
             Your
             Belly
             be
             Empty
             again
             ,
             before
             you
             come
             Out
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
            
             
               Temperance
               keeps
               the
               Whole
               Man
               in
               Order
               ,
               and
               in
               a
               Good
               Disposition
               ,
               either
               for
               Thought
               or
               Action
               ,
               but
               the
               Indulging
               of
               the
               Appetite
               brings
               a
               Clog
               ,
               both
               upon
               the
               Body
               and
               Mind
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               IN
               a
               Middle
               State
               ,
               both
               of
               Body
               ,
               and
               of
               Fortune
               a
               man
               is
               better
               Dispos'd
               for
               the
               Offices
               of
               Humane
               Society
               ,
               and
               the
               Functions
               of
               Reasonable
               Nature
               ;
               and
               the
               Heart
               is
               also
               Freer
               from
               Cares
               and
               Troubles
               .
               There
               are
               
               Unwieldy
               Minds
               as
               well
               as
               Unwieldy
               Bodies
               ,
               and
               the
               Fumes
               of
               the
               One
               Obstruct
               the
               Operations
               of
               the
               Other
               .
               The
               Head
               of
               a
               Philosopher
               will
               never
               do
               well
               upon
               the
               Shoulders
               of
               an
               Epicure
               .
               The
               Body
               and
               the
               Soul
               are
               Inseparable
               Companions
               ,
               and
               it
               is
               against
               the
               Nature
               of
               This
               Reasonable
               Union
               ,
               for
               the
               One
               to
               be
               a
               Clog
               to
               the
               Other
               .
               The
               Foxe's
               here
               ,
               is
               the
               Case
               of
               Many
               a
               
                 Publick
                 Minister
              
               ,
               that
               comes
               Empty
               In
               ,
               but
               when
               he
               has
               Cram'd
               his
               Gutts
               well
               ,
               he
               's
               fain
               to
               squeeze
               hard
               before
               he
               can
               get
               off
               again
               ;
               and
               glad
               to
               Compound
               with
               his
               very
               Skin
               for
               his
               Carcases
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             LVI
             .
             A
             Boare
             and
             a
             Horse
             .
          
           
             A
             Boar
             happen'd
             to
             be
             Wallowing
             in
             the
             Water
             where
             a
             Horse
             was
             going
             to
             Drink
             ,
             and
             there
             grew
             a
             Quarrel
             upon
             't
             .
             The
             Horse
             went
             presently
             to
             a
             Man
             ,
             to
             Assist
             him
             in
             his
             Revenge
             .
             They
             agreed
             upon
             the
             Conditions
             ,
             and
             the
             Man
             immediately
             Arm'd
             himself
             ,
             and
             Mounted
             the
             Horse
             ,
             who
             carry'd
             him
             to
             the
             Boare
             ,
             and
             had
             the
             satisfaction
             of
             seeing
             his
             Enemy
             Kill'd
             before
             his
             Face
             .
             The
             Horse
             Thank'd
             the
             Cavalier
             for
             his
             Kindness
             ,
             but
             as
             he
             was
             just
             about
             to
             take
             leave
             ,
             the
             Man
             say'd
             he
             should
             have
             further
             Occasion
             for
             him
             ,
             and
             so
             Order'd
             him
             to
             be
             Ty'd
             up
             in
             the
             Stable
             .
             The
             Horse
             came
             by
             This
             Time
             ,
             to
             Understand
             ,
             that
             his
             Liberty
             was
             gone
             ,
             and
             No
             Help
             for
             't
             ,
             and
             that
             he
             had
             pay'd
             Dear
             for
             his
             Revenge
             .
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             LVII
             .
             A
             Stag
             and
             a
             Horse
             .
          
           
             UPon
             a
             Dispute
             betwixt
             a
             Stag
             and
             a
             Horse
             about
             a
             piece
             of
             Pasture
             ,
             the
             Stag
             got
             the
             Better
             on
             't
             ,
             and
             beat
             the
             Other
             out
             of
             the
             Field
             .
             The
             Horse
             ,
             upon
             This
             Affront
             ,
             Advis'd
             with
             a
             Man
             what
             Course
             to
             Take
             ;
             who
             told
             him
             ,
             that
             if
             he
             would
             Submit
             to
             be
             Bridled
             ,
             and
             Sadled
             ,
             and
             take
             a
             Man
             upon
             his
             Back
             with
             a
             Lance
             in
             his
             Hand
             ,
             he
             would
             Undertake
             to
             give
             him
             the
             Satisfaction
             of
             a
             Revenge
             .
             The
             Horse
             came
             to
             his
             Terms
             ,
             and
             for
             the
             Gratifying
             of
             a
             Present
             Passion
             ,
             made
             himself
             a
             Slave
             all
             the
             days
             of
             his
             Life
             .
             Stesichorus
             made
             use
             of
             This
             Fable
             ,
             to
             Divert
             the
             Himerenses
             from
             Chusing
             Phalaris
             the
             Tyrant
             for
             their
             General
             .
             This
             Horse's
             Case
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             will
             be
             Yours
             ,
             if
             you
             go
             on
             with
             your
             Proposals
             .
             'T
             is
             true
             ,
             You
             'l
             have
             your
             Revenge
             ,
             but
             you
             'l
             lose
             your
             Liberties
             ;
             Upon
             which
             Words
             the
             Motion
             fell
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               of
               the
               two
               FABLES
               above
               .
            
             
               Let
               every
               man
               take
               a
               True
               Measure
               of
               Himself
               ,
               what
               he
               is
               Able
               to
               do
               ,
               and
               what
               Not
               ;
               before
               he
               comes
               to
               any
               Peremptory
               Resolution
               how
               to
               Proceed
               .
               He
               is
               a
               Madman
               ,
               that
               to
               Avoid
               a
               Present
               ,
               and
               a
               Less
               Evil
               ,
               runs
               Blindfolded
               into
               a
               Greater
               ;
               and
               for
               the
               Gratifying
               of
               a
               Froward
               Humour
               ,
               makes
               himself
               a
               Slave
               All
               the
               days
               of
               his
               Life
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THESE
               Fables
               lay
               Open
               to
               us
               the
               Folly
               of
               Those
               People
               that
               make
               themselves
               Slaves
               to
               their
               Revenge
               ;
               for
               no
               man
               should
               be
               so
               Angry
               with
               Another
               ,
               as
               to
               Hurt
               Himself
               for
               't
               .
               We
               should
               likewise
               Consider
               ,
               that
               there
               's
               More
               Hazzard
               in
               the
               succour
               of
               a
               New
               Powerful
               Friend
               ,
               then
               in
               the
               Hostility
               of
               an
               Old
               Dangerous
               Enemy
               ;
               and
               that
               the
               Greatest
               Empires
               upon
               the
               face
               of
               the
               Earth
               have
               had
               their
               Rise
               from
               the
               Pretence
               of
               Taking
               up
               Quarrels
               ,
               or
               Keeping
               the
               Peace
               .
            
             
               These
               Fables
               tell
               us
               ,
               that
               it
               is
               a
               Rule
               of
               Good
               Discretion
               in
               all
               Matters
               of
               Quarrel
               ,
               and
               Controversie
               ,
               for
               Him
               that
               is
               Worsted
               to
               have
               a
               Great
               Care
               Whom
               he
               calls
               to
               his
               Aid
               :
               Especially
               when
               there
               's
               more
               of
               Passion
               then
               Necessity
               in
               the
               Case
               .
               The
               Horse
               might
               have
               Quench'd
               his
               Thirst
               with
               Troubled
               Water
               ;
               or
               he
               might
               have
               stay'd
               the
               Clearing
               of
               it
               ;
               Or
               Chang'd
               his
               Wat'ring
               Place
               ;
               Or
               when
               he
               was
               forc'd
               out
               of
               One
               Pasture
               he
               might
               have
               taken-up
               in
               Another
               ,
               which
               would
               have
               Preserv'd
               his
               Liberty
               upon
               the
               Main
               ,
               though
               not
               as
               to
               This
               Particular
               :
               But
               his
               Stomach
               was
               too
               Great
               ,
               it
               seems
               ,
               to
               Digest
               the
               Affront
               ,
               without
               having
               his
               Enemy
               at
               his
               Feet
               :
               so
               that
               he
               gives
               up
               his
               Freedom
               to
               Gain
               his
               Revenge
               .
               He
               has
               Fair
               Words
               however
               ,
               Rich
               Trappings
               ,
               and
               Large
               Promises
               ;
               but
               Works
               only
               for
               his
               Master
               ;
               and
               if
               at
               any
               time
               he
               does
               but
               Slacken
               his
               Pace
               ,
               or
               abate
               ,
               either
               in
               his
               Zeale
               ,
               or
               in
               his
               Mettle
               ,
               the
               Spurr
               is
               presently
               in
               the
               Flank
               of
               him
               :
               Or
               if
               he
               be
               Unruly
               ,
               the
               Bit's
               upon
               the
               Check
               to
               keep
               him
               to
               his
               Duty
               .
               The
               Stag
               was
               too
               Hard
               for
               the
               Horse
               ;
               and
               the
               Horse
               flyes
               for
               Succour
               to
               One
               that
               's
               to
               Hard
               for
               Him
               ,
               and
               Rides
               the
               One
               to
               Death
               ,
               and
               Outright
               Kills
               the
               Other
               ?
               It
               were
               Well
               ,
               if
               Possible
               ,
               to
               keep
               All
               Potent
               Enemies
               to
               the
               Behaviour
               in
               such
               a
               Case
               as
               This
               ,
               Especially
               if
               they
               Appear
               under
               the
               Shape
               of
               Friends
               :
               But
               if
               People
               will
               Venture
               Life
               ,
               Liberty
               and
               All
               ,
               for
               the
               Clawing
               of
               an
               Itch
               ,
               and
               lay
               Violent
               Hands
               upon
               Themselves
               ,
               there
               's
               no
               Fence
               for
               't
               .
            
             
               That
               which
               Men
               are
               to
               Horses
               ,
               in
               the
               Scale
               of
               Creatures
               ,
               Men
               in
               Power
               and
               Authority
               ,
               are
               in
               some
               Proportion
               to
               the
               Poor
               and
               Weak
               :
               That
               is
               to
               say
               in
               the
               Analogy
               of
               Servitude
               ,
               and
               Drudgery
               ;
               and
               in
               the
               carrying
               of
               some
               sort
               of
               Burdens
               that
               are
               a
               Shame
               to
               the
               Bearer
               .
               They
               Toyle
               and
               Moyle
               for
               the
               Interest
               of
               their
               Masters
               ,
               that
               in
               requital
               ,
               break
               the
               very
               Hearts
               of
               them
               for
               their
               Pleasure
               ;
               and
               the
               Freer
               they
               are
               of
               their
               Flesh
               ,
               the
               more
               Scandalous
               is
               the
               Bondage
               .
               When
               they
               have
               done
               All
               that
               Horses
               can
               do
               ,
               they
               are
               Lash'd
               ,
               Spurr'd
               ,
               Revil'd
               ,
               and
               Ill
               Treated
               ,
               for
               not
               being
               able
               to
               do
               More
               :
               They
               are
               Hurry'd
               on
               without
               either
               Respite
               or
               Reason
               ;
               And
               after
               they
               have
               carry'd
               their
               Riders
               safe
               over
               All
               Leaps
               ,
               and
               thorough
               All
               Dangers
               ,
               and
               by
               All
               Ways
               and
               Means
               Contributed
               to
               the
               Ease
               ,
               Credit
               ,
               and
               Security
               of
               their
               Masters
               ,
               what
               comes
               of
               them
               in
               the
               End.
               but
               to
               be
               Strain'd
               ,
               Founder'd
               or
               Broken
               Winded
               ;
               Old
               
               Age
               Overtakes
               them
               ,
               and
               they
               are
               e'en
               Glad
               to
               take
               up
               in
               a
               Mill
               at
               last
               with
               Grains
               and
               Thistles
               ,
               and
               there
               spend
               the
               Remainder
               of
               a
               Wretched
               Life
               in
               a
               Circulation
               of
               Misery
               and
               Labour
               .
               If
               any
               Man
               of
               War
               ,
               or
               State
               shall
               find
               This
               Case
               to
               be
               his
               Own
               ,
               and
               Himself
               Touch'd
               in
               the
               Moral
               of
               This
               Fable
               ,
               let
               him
               keep
               his
               Own
               Councel
               ,
               and
               learn
               to
               be
               Wiser
               hereafter
               .
               And
               we
               may
               learn
               This
               Lesson
               of
               the
               Horse
               too
               ,
               not
               to
               Sacrifice
               our
               Honour
               ,
               Liberty
               ,
               and
               Conscience
               ,
               to
               a
               Freak
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             LVIII
             .
             Two
             
               Young
               Men
            
             and
             a
             Cook.
             
          
           
             
               TWo
               Young
               Fellows
            
             Slipt
             into
             a
             Cooks
             Shop
             ,
             and
             while
             the
             Master
             was
             Busie
             at
             his
             Work
             ,
             One
             of
             them
             Stole
             a
             piece
             of
             Flesh
             ,
             and
             Convey'd
             it
             to
             the
             Other
             .
             The
             Master
             Miss'd
             it
             immediately
             ,
             and
             Challeng'd
             them
             with
             the
             Theft
             .
             He
             that
             Took
             it
             ,
             Swore
             He
             had
             None
             on
             't
             .
             And
             He
             that
             Had
             it
             ,
             Swore
             as
             Desperately
             that
             He
             did
             not
             Take
             it
             .
             The
             Cook
             Reflecting
             upon
             the
             Conceit
             :
             Well
             ,
             My
             Masters
             ,
             (
             says
             he
             )
             These
             Frauds
             and
             Fallacies
             may
             pass
             upon
             men
             ;
             but
             there
             's
             an
             Eye
             Above
             that
             sees
             thorough
             them
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               's
               No
               Putting
               of
               Tricks
               upon
               an
               All-Seeing
               Power
               ;
               as
               if
               He
               that
               Made
               our
               Hearts
               ,
               and
               knows
               Every
               Nook
               ,
               and
               Corner
               of
               them
               ,
               could
               not
               see
               thorough
               the
               Childish
               Fallacy
               of
               a
               Double-Meaning
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Fable
               concerns
               those
               that
               think
               to
               Deceive
               God
               with
               Fallacies
               of
               Words
               ,
               Equivocations
               ,
               Mental
               Reservations
               ,
               and
               Double
               Meanings
               ;
               but
               though
               Frauds
               and
               Perjuries
               may
               pass
               upon
               Men
               for
               a
               Season
               ,
               they
               are
               as
               Open
               as
               the
               Light
               yet
               to
               Him
               that
               Searches
               the
               Heart
               .
               A
               Man
               had
               Better
               be
               a
               Downright
               Atheist
               ,
               then
               in
               such
               a
               Case
               as
               This
               ,
               an
               Equivocating
               Hypocrite
               :
               For
               He
               that
               Denies
               a
               Providence
               ,
               or
               Doubts
               whether
               there
               be
               any
               God
               at
               all
               ,
               is
               much
               more
               Pardonable
               ,
               then
               Another
               that
               Acknowledges
               ,
               and
               Confesses
               an
               All-Seeing
               ,
               and
               an
               Almighty
               Power
               ;
               and
               yet
               at
               the
               Same
               Time
               ,
               most
               Blasphemously
               Affronts
               it
               .
               'T
               is
               a
               Great
               Unhappiness
               that
               Children
               should
               be
               so
               much
               Addicted
               (
               as
               we
               see
               they
               are
               )
               to
               This
               Way
               and
               Humour
               of
               Shuffling
               :
               But
               it
               is
               a
               Greater
               Shame
               and
               Mischief
               ,
               for
               Parents
               ,
               Governours
               ,
               and
               Tutors
               ,
               to
               Encourage
               ,
               and
               Allow
               them
               in
               't
               ,
               and
               so
               (
               Effectually
               )
               to
               Train
               them
               up
               to
               One
               of
               the
               most
               Dangerous
               Corruptions
               they
               are
               Capable
               of
               ,
               in
               Countenancing
               the
               very
               Ground-Work
               of
               a
               False
               and
               Treacherous
               Life
               .
               There
               must
               be
               No
               Paradoxing
               or
               Playing
               Tricks
               with
               Things
               Sacred
               .
               Truth
               is
               the
               Great
               Lesson
               of
               Reasonable
               Nature
               ,
               both
               in
               Philosophy
               ,
               and
               in
               Religion
               .
               Now
               there
               is
               a
               
               Truth
               of
               Opinion
               ;
               a
               Truth
               of
               Fact
               ,
               and
               a
               Truth
               in
               Simplicity
               and
               Sincerity
               of
               Thought
               ,
               Word
               ,
               and
               Deed.
               The
               Last
               of
               the
               Three
               is
               the
               Truth
               that
               is
               here
               in
               question
               .
               The
               Knack
               of
               
                 Fast
                 and
                 Loose
              
               passes
               with
               a
               world
               of
               Foolish
               People
               for
               a
               Turn
               of
               Wit
               ;
               but
               they
               are
               not
               aware
               all
               this
               while
               ,
               of
               the
               Desperate
               Consequences
               of
               an
               Ill
               Habit
               ,
               and
               that
               the
               Practice
               of
               Falsifying
               with
               Men
               ,
               will
               lead
               us
               on
               Insensibly
               to
               a
               Double-Dealing
               even
               with
               God
               Himself
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             LIX
             .
             A
             Dog
             and
             a
             Butcher
             .
          
           
             AS
             a
             Butcher
             was
             Busy
             about
             his
             Meat
             ,
             a
             Dog
             runs
             away
             with
             a
             Sheeps
             Heart
             .
             The
             Butcher
             saw
             him
             upon
             the
             Gallop
             with
             a
             piece
             of
             Flesh
             in
             's
             Mouth
             ,
             and
             call'd
             out
             after
             him
             ,
             Heark
             ye
             Friend
             (
             says
             he
             )
             you
             may
             e'en
             make
             the
             Best
             of
             your
             Purchase
             ,
             so
             long
             as
             Y
             'ave
             made
             Me
             the
             Wiser
             for
             't
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               It
               may
               serve
               as
               a
               Comfort
               to
               us
               in
               All
               Our
               Calamities
               and
               Afflictions
               ,
               that
               He
               that
               Loses
               any
               thing
               and
               gets
               Wisdom
               by
               't
               ,
               is
               a
               Gainer
               by
               the
               Loss
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               NO
               man
               is
               to
               Account
               any
               thing
               a
               Loss
               ,
               if
               he
               gets
               Wisdom
               by
               the
               bargain
               :
               Beside
               ,
               that
               
                 Bought
                 Wit
                 is
                 Best
              
               .
               It
               is
               in
               some
               Proportion
               ,
               in
               the
               Business
               of
               this
               World
               ,
               as
               it
               is
               in
               that
               of
               the
               Next
               :
               In
               the
               Cases
               (
               I
               mean
               ,
               of
               Losses
               ,
               Miscarriages
               and
               Disappointments
               :
               We
               are
               in
               Both
               Respects
               the
               Better
               for
               them
               (
               Provided
               they
               be
               not
               Mortal
               ,
               that
               is
               )
               for
               they
               are
               Monitory
               and
               Instructive
               .
               Affliction
               makes
               a
               man
               both
               Honest
               and
               Wise
               ;
               for
               the
               smart
               brings
               him
               to
               a
               sense
               of
               his
               Errour
               ,
               and
               the
               Experiment
               to
               the
               Knowledge
               of
               it
               .
               We
               have
               I
               know
               not
               how
               many
               Adages
               to
               back
               the
               Reason
               of
               This
               Moral
               ,
               
                 Hang
                 a
                 Dog
                 upon
                 a
                 Crab-Tree
              
               (
               we
               say
               )
               
                 and
                 He
                 'll
                 never
                 love
                 Verjuyce
              
               .
               And
               then
               we
               have
               it
               again
               in
               That
               Common
               saying
               ,
               
                 The
                 Burnt
                 Child
                 Dreads
                 the
                 Fire
                 .
              
               'T
               is
               Wandring
               Many
               times
               ,
               whether
               it
               be
               in
               Opinion
               ,
               or
               in
               Travelling
               ,
               that
               sets
               a
               man
               Right
               in
               his
               Judgment
               ,
               and
               brings
               him
               into
               the
               way
               .
               The
               Dogs
               running
               away
               with
               the
               Flesh
               ,
               Does
               as
               good
               as
               bid
               the
               Cook
               look
               Better
               to
               't
               Another
               time
               .
            
             
               A
               Dog
               and
               a
               Sheep
               .
               See
               Fable
               and
               Moral
               29.
               
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             LX.
             A
             
               Wolfe
               ,
               a
               Lamb
            
             ,
             and
             a
             Goat
             .
          
           
             AS
             a
             Lamb
             was
             following
             a
             Goat
             ,
             Up
             comes
             a
             Wolfe
             ,
             wheedling
             ,
             to
             get
             him
             aside
             ,
             and
             make
             a
             Breakfast
             of
             him
             :
             Why
             what
             a
             Fool
             art
             thou
             ,
             says
             the
             Wolfe
             ;
             that
             may'st
             have
             thy
             Belly
             full
             of
             Sweet
             Milk
             at
             Home
             ,
             to
             leave
             thy
             Mother
             for
             a
             Nasty
             Stinking
             Goat
             !
             Well
             ,
             says
             the
             Lamb
             ,
             but
             my
             Mother
             has
             Plac'd
             me
             here
             for
             my
             Security
             ;
             and
             you
             'd
             fain
             get
             me
             into
             a
             Corner
             ,
             to
             Worry
             me
             .
             Pray'e
             ,
             which
             of
             the
             Two
             am
             I
             to
             Trust
             to
             Now
             ?
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Where
               there
               's
               the
               Order
               of
               a
               Parent
               on
               the
               One
               side
               ,
               and
               the
               Advice
               of
               an
               Ill
               Man
               ,
               and
               a
               Profess'd
               Enemy
               ,
               on
               the
               Other
               ,
               in
               Opposition
               to
               That
               Command
               ;
               Disobedience
               would
               be
               Undoubtedly
               the
               Ready
               Way
               to
               Destruction
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Fable
               Preaches
               both
               Obedience
               and
               Caution
               ;
               the
               One
               as
               a
               Matter
               of
               Duty
               ,
               the
               Other
               as
               a
               Point
               of
               Prudence
               .
               The
               Wolfe
               sings
               directly
               the
               same
               Note
               here
               with
               the
               Common
               Seducers
               and
               Incendiaries
               ,
               that
               we
               Meet
               with
               in
               the
               World.
               And
               to
               the
               same
               End
               too
               ;
               for
               they
               are
               both
               Agreed
               upon
               't
               ,
               that
               so
               soon
               as
               ever
               they
               shall
               have
               withdrawn
               the
               Lambs
               ,
               or
               the
               People
               ,
               from
               their
               Religion
               and
               Allegiance
               ,
               and
               gotten
               them
               out
               of
               the
               Pale
               ,
               and
               Protection
               of
               their
               Parents
               and
               Governours
               ,
               they
               'l
               make
               a
               Prey
               of
               'em
               Themselves
               .
               What
               's
               the
               Wheedling
               of
               the
               Lamb
               out
               of
               the
               Station
               where
               Authority
               had
               Plac'd
               him
               ,
               to
               go
               home
               again
               for
               a
               Belly
               full
               of
               Sweet
               Milk
               ;
               but
               a
               State
               Trick
               of
               Inveigling
               the
               Multitude
               into
               a
               Fools-Paradise
               ,
               without
               Understanding
               One
               word
               of
               the
               Matter
               in
               Question
               !
               But
               some
               Lambs
               are
               Wiser
               and
               Honester
               then
               some
               Men
               :
               And
               This
               very
               Lamb's
               Answer
               might
               have
               become
               the
               Mouth
               of
               a
               Good
               Christian
               and
               a
               Good
               Subject
               .
               For
               a
               Conclusion
               ;
               The
               Wolves
               Preaching
               to
               the
               Sheep
               ,
               and
               the
               Foxes
               Preaching
               to
               the
               Geese
               ,
               hold
               forth
               the
               same
               Moral
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             LXI
             .
             A
             Cat
             and
             Uenus
             .
          
           
             A
             
               Young
               Fellow
            
             that
             was
             Passionately
             in
             Love
             with
             a
             Cat
             ,
             made
             it
             his
             Humble
             Suit
             to
             Venus
             to
             turn
             Puss
             into
             a
             Woman
             .
             The
             Transformation
             was
             Wrought
             in
             the
             Twinkling
             of
             an
             Eye
             ,
             and
             Out
             she
             comes
             ,
             a
             Very
             Bucksome
             Lass.
             The
             Doting
             Sot
             
             took
             her
             home
             to
             his
             Bed
             ;
             and
             bad
             Fair
             for
             a
             Litter
             of
             Kittens
             by
             her
             That
             Night
             :
             But
             as
             the
             Loving
             Couple
             lay
             Snugging
             together
             ,
             a
             Toy
             took
             Venus
             in
             the
             Head
             ,
             to
             try
             if
             the
             Cat
             had
             Chang'd
             her
             Manners
             with
             her
             Shape
             ;
             and
             so
             for
             Experiment
             ,
             turn'd
             a
             Mouse
             loose
             into
             the
             Chamber
             .
             The
             Cat
             ,
             upon
             This
             Temptation
             ,
             Started
             out
             of
             the
             Bed
             ,
             and
             without
             any
             regard
             to
             the
             Marriage-Joys
             ,
             made
             a
             Leap
             at
             the
             Mouse
             ,
             which
             Venus
             took
             for
             so
             High
             an
             Affront
             ,
             that
             she
             turn'd
             the
             Madam
             into
             a
             Puss
             again
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Extravagant
               Transports
               of
               Love
               ,
               and
               the
               Wonderful
               Force
               of
               Nature
               ,
               are
               unaccountable
               ;
               The
               One
               carries
               us
               Out
               of
               our Selves
               ,
               and
               the
               Other
               brings
               us
               Back
               again
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               is
               to
               lay
               before
               us
               the
               Charms
               and
               Extravagances
               of
               a
               Blind
               Love.
               It
               Covers
               all
               Imperfections
               ,
               and
               Considers
               neither
               Quality
               ,
               nor
               Merit
               .
               How
               many
               Noble
               Whores
               has
               it
               made
               ,
               and
               how
               many
               Imperial
               Slaves
               !
               And
               let
               the
               Defects
               be
               never
               so
               Gross
               ,
               it
               either
               Palliates
               ,
               or
               Excuses
               them
               .
               The
               Womans
               Leaping
               at
               the
               Mouse
               ,
               tells
               us
               also
               how
               Impossible
               it
               is
               to
               make
               Nature
               Change
               her
               Biass
               ,
               and
               that
               
                 if
                 we
                 shut
                 her
                 out
                 at
                 the
                 Door
                 ,
                 she
                 'll
                 come
                 in
                 at
                 the
                 Window
                 .
              
            
             
               Here
               's
               the
               Image
               of
               a
               Wild
               and
               Fantastical
               Love
               ,
               under
               the
               Cover
               of
               as
               Extravagant
               a
               Fable
               ,
               and
               it
               is
               all
               but
               Fancy
               at
               last
               too
               ;
               for
               men
               do
               not
               See
               ,
               or
               Tast
               ,
               or
               Find
               the
               Thing
               they
               Love
               ,
               but
               they
               Create
               it
               .
               They
               Fashion
               an
               Idol
               ,
               in
               what
               Figure
               or
               Shape
               they
               please
               ;
               Set
               it
               up
               ,
               Worship
               it
               ,
               Dote
               upon
               it
               ;
               Pursue
               it
               ;
               and
               in
               fine
               ,
               run
               Mad
               for
               't
               .
               How
               many
               Passions
               have
               we
               seen
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               Ridiculous
               enough
               to
               Answer
               All
               the
               Follies
               of
               this
               Imagination
               !
               It
               was
               much
               for
               Venus
               to
               turn
               a
               Cat
               into
               a
               Woman
               ,
               and
               for
               that
               Cully
               again
               to
               take
               That
               Cat
               for
               a
               Woman
               :
               What
               is
               it
               Less
               now
               ,
               for
               a
               Fop
               to
               Form
               an
               Idea
               of
               the
               Woman
               he
               Dyes
               for
               ,
               Every
               jot
               as
               Unlike
               That
               Woman
               ,
               as
               the
               Cat
               is
               to
               the
               Mistress
               ?
               Let
               This
               Suffice
               for
               the
               Impostures
               ,
               and
               Illusions
               of
               That
               Passion
               .
            
             
               We
               are
               further
               given
               to
               Understand
               that
               No
               Counterfeit
               is
               so
               Steady
               ,
               and
               so
               Equally
               Drawn
               ,
               but
               Nature
               by
               Starts
               will
               shew
               her self
               thorough
               it
               ;
               for
               Puss
               ,
               even
               when
               she
               's
               a
               Madam
               ,
               will
               be
               a
               Mouser
               still
               .
               'T
               is
               the
               Same
               Thing
               with
               a
               Hypocrite
               ,
               which
               is
               only
               a
               Devil
               dress'd
               up
               with
               a
               Ray
               about
               him
               ,
               and
               Transform'd
               into
               an
               Angel
               of
               Light.
               Take
               him
               in
               the
               very
               Raptures
               of
               his
               Devotion
               ,
               and
               do
               but
               throw
               a
               parcel
               of
               Church-Lands
               in
               his
               way
               ,
               he
               shall
               Leap
               at
               the
               Sacrilege
               from
               the
               very
               Throne
               of
               his
               Glory
               ,
               as
               Puss
               did
               at
               the
               Mouse
               ;
               and
               Pick
               your
               Pocket
               ,
               as
               a
               
                 French
                 Poet
              
               says
               of
               a
               Iesuit
               ,
               in
               the
               Middle
               of
               his
               Paternoster
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             LXII
             .
             A
             Father
             and
             his
             Sons
             .
          
           
             IT
             was
             the
             Hap
             of
             a
             very
             Honest
             Man
             to
             be
             the
             Father
             of
             a
             Contentious
             Brood
             of
             Children
             .
             He
             call'd
             for
             a
             Rod
             ,
             and
             bad
             'em
             Take
             it
             ,
             and
             Try
             One
             after
             .
             Another
             with
             All
             their
             Force
             ,
             if
             they
             could
             Break
             it
             .
             They
             Try'd
             ,
             and
             could
             not
             .
             Well
             (
             says
             he
             )
             Unbind
             it
             now
             ,
             and
             take
             Every
             Twig
             of
             it
             apart
             ,
             and
             see
             what
             you
             can
             do
             That
             Way
             .
             They
             Did
             so
             ,
             and
             with
             Great
             Ease
             ,
             by
             One
             and
             One
             ,
             they
             snapt
             it
             all
             to
             pieces
             .
             This
             (
             says
             he
             )
             is
             the
             ,
             True
             Emblem
             of
             Your
             Condition
             .
             Keep
             Together
             and
             Y'
             are
             Safe
             ,
             Divide
             ,
             and
             Y'
             are
             Undone
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Breach
               of
               Unity
               puts
               the
               World
               ,
               and
               All
               that
               's
               in
               't
               ,
               into
               a
               State
               of
               War
               ,
               and
               turns
               Every
               Man's
               Hand
               against
               his
               Brother
               ;
               but
               so
               long
               as
               the
               Band
               holds
               ,
               't
               is
               the
               Strength
               of
               All
               the
               Several
               Parts
               of
               it
               Gather'd
               into
               One.
               
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               is
               to
               Intimate
               the
               Force
               of
               Union
               ,
               and
               the
               Danger
               of
               Division
               .
               What
               has
               it
               been
               but
               Division
               that
               has
               Expos'd
               Christendom
               to
               the
               Enemies
               of
               the
               Christian
               Faith
               ?
               And
               it
               is
               as
               Ruinous
               in
               Private
               as
               't
               is
               in
               Publique
               .
               A
               Divided
               Family
               can
               no
               more
               Stand
               ,
               than
               a
               Divided
               Common
               Wealth
               ;
               for
               every
               Individual
               Suffers
               in
               the
               Neglect
               of
               a
               Common
               Safety
               .
               'T
               is
               a
               Strange
               Thing
               that
               Men
               should
               not
               do
               That
               under
               the
               Government
               of
               a
               Rational
               Spirit
               and
               a
               Natural
               Prudence
               ,
               which
               Wolves
               and
               Boares
               do
               by
               the
               Impulse
               of
               an
               Animal
               Instinct
               .
               For
               they
               ,
               we
               see
               ,
               will
               make
               Head
               ,
               
                 One
                 and
                 All
              
               against
               a
               Common
               Enemy
               ;
               whereas
               the
               Generality
               of
               Mankind
               lye
               Pecking
               at
               One
               Another
               ,
               till
               One
               by
               One
               ,
               they
               are
               all
               Torn
               to
               Pieces
               .
               Never
               considering
               (
               with
               the
               Father
               here
               )
               the
               Necessity
               and
               Strength
               of
               Union
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             LXIII
             .
             A
             
               Laden
               Asse
            
             and
             a
             Horse
             .
          
           
             AS
             a
             Horse
             and
             an
             Asse
             were
             upon
             the
             Way
             together
             ,
             the
             Asse
             cryed
             out
             to
             his
             Companion
             ,
             to
             Ease
             him
             ,
             of
             his
             Burden
             ,
             though
             never
             so
             little
             ,
             he
             should
             fall
             down
             Dead
             else
             .
             The
             Horse
             would
             not
             ;
             and
             so
             his
             Fellow-Servant
             sunk
             under
             his
             Load
             .
             The
             Master
             ,
             upon
             This
             ,
             had
             the
             Asse
             Flay'd
             ,
             and
             laid
             
             his
             Whole
             Pack
             ,
             Skin
             and
             All
             ,
             upon
             the
             Horse
             .
             Well
             ,
             (
             says
             he
             )
             This
             Judgment
             is
             befall'n
             me
             for
             my
             Ill
             Nature
             ,
             in
             refusing
             to
             help
             my
             Brother
             in
             the
             Depth
             of
             his
             Distress
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               It
               is
               a
               Christian
               ,
               a
               Natural
               ,
               a
               Reasonable
               ,
               and
               a
               Political
               Duty
               ,
               for
               All
               Members
               of
               the
               Same
               Body
               to
               Assist
               One
               Another
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Bus'ness
               of
               the
               World
               ,
               is
               more
               or
               less
               ,
               the
               Bus'ness
               of
               Every
               Man
               that
               lives
               in
               't
               :
               And
               if
               the
               Great
               and
               the
               Small
               do
               not
               Joyn
               in
               One
               Common
               Assistance
               ,
               where
               the
               Matter
               requires
               it
               ,
               they
               are
               in
               Danger
               to
               be
               Both
               Undone
               :
               So
               that
               it
               is
               for
               the
               Good
               of
               the
               Whole
               ,
               that
               the
               Several
               Parts
               take
               care
               One
               for
               Another
               .
            
             
               We
               have
               here
               set
               before
               us
               the
               Mischieves
               of
               Ill
               Nature
               ,
               and
               Imprudence
               ,
               both
               in
               One
               ;
               and
               the
               Folly
               of
               not
               Heeding
               the
               Duty
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               the
               Common
               Necessity
               ,
               of
               Helping
               One
               Another
               .
               [
               
                 This
                 is
                 None
                 of
                 My
                 Bus'ness
              
               ]
               we
               Cry
               ;
               never
               considering
               ,
               that
               in
               Things
               Requisite
               to
               be
               done
               ,
               what
               One
               Cannot
               ,
               Another
               Must
               :
               Beside
               ,
               that
               in
               the
               Case
               of
               a
               Fellow-Servant
               ,
               or
               an
               Honest
               Neighbour
               ,
               I
               am
               as
               much
               bound
               to
               save
               him
               from
               Sinking
               under
               a
               Heavy
               Burden
               ,
               as
               I
               am
               to
               give
               him
               a
               Cup
               of
               Drink
               ,
               or
               a
               Morsel
               of
               Bread
               ,
               to
               keep
               him
               from
               Choaking
               or
               Starving
               :
               It
               makes
               a
               Breach
               in
               a
               Community
               ,
               when
               Particular
               Men
               shall
               take
               upon
               them
               to
               Divide
               from
               the
               Common
               Service
               of
               the
               Body
               :
               And
               He
               that
               sets
               up
               a
               Private
               Interest
               ,
               Separate
               from
               the
               Publique
               ,
               Discontinues
               the
               Connexion
               of
               the
               Government
               ,
               by
               Cutting
               off
               That
               Link
               of
               the
               Chain
               .
               But
               the
               Miseries
               and
               Calamities
               that
               follow
               upon
               departing
               from
               the
               Known
               Rules
               and
               Measures
               of
               Political
               Order
               ,
               are
               sufficient
               to
               Enlighten
               us
               in
               the
               Reason
               of
               Political
               Methods
               ,
               and
               to
               Excite
               us
               to
               an
               Agreement
               in
               all
               Reciprocal
               Services
               ,
               One
               with
               Another
               .
               There
               's
               the
               Duty
               of
               Charity
               in
               't
               ,
               and
               the
               Foundations
               of
               Governing
               Prudence
               ;
               Beside
               ,
               that
               we
               are
               likewise
               Mov'd
               to
               't
               ,
               by
               a
               Sense
               of
               Tenderness
               ,
               Honor
               and
               Justice
               .
            
             
               The
               Churlish
               Humour
               of
               this
               Horse
               ,
               is
               too
               much
               the
               Humour
               of
               Mankind
               ,
               even
               in
               the
               Case
               of
               Subjects
               to
               the
               same
               Master
               ;
               but
               such
               is
               the
               Vanity
               that
               many
               People
               draw
               from
               their
               Titles
               ,
               and
               their
               Trappings
               ,
               that
               they
               look
               down
               upon
               their
               Fellows
               ,
               as
               if
               they
               were
               not
               All
               made
               of
               the
               same
               Clay
               .
               To
               speak
               the
               Plain
               Truth
               of
               the
               Matter
               ,
               'T
               is
               the
               Little
               People
               that
               support
               the
               Great
               ;
               and
               when
               the
               Foundation
               fails
               ,
               the
               whole
               Fabrick
               must
               either
               drop
               into
               Rubbish
               ,
               or
               otherwise
               Rest
               upon
               the
               Shoulders
               of
               their
               Superiors
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             LXIV
             .
             A
             Collyer
             and
             a
             Fuller
             .
          
           
             A
             Fuller
             had
             a
             very
             kind
             Invitation
             from
             a
             Collyer
             to
             come
             and
             Live
             in
             the
             House
             with
             him
             .
             He
             gave
             him
             a
             Thousand
             Thanks
             for
             his
             Civility
             ;
             but
             told
             him
             that
             it
             would
             not
             Stand
             with
             his
             Convenience
             ;
             for
             (
             says
             he
             )
             as
             fast
             as
             I
             make
             any
             thing
             Clean
             ,
             You
             'll
             be
             Smutting
             it
             again
             .
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             LXV
             .
             A
             Thrush
             and
             a
             Swallow
             .
          
           
             AH
             my
             Dear
             Mother
             !
             says
             the
             Thrush
             ,
             Never
             had
             any
             Creature
             such
             a
             Friend
             as
             I
             have
             ,
             of
             this
             same
             Swallow
             .
             No
             ,
             says
             she
             ,
             nor
             ever
             any
             Mother
             such
             a
             Fool
             to
             her
             Son
             as
             I
             have
             ,
             of
             this
             same
             Thrush
             :
             To
             talk
             of
             a
             Friendship
             betwixt
             People
             that
             cannot
             so
             much
             as
             live
             together
             in
             the
             same
             Climate
             and
             Season
             .
             One
             is
             for
             the
             Summer
             ,
             T'other
             ,
             for
             Winter
             ;
             And
             that
             which
             keeps
             You
             Alive
             ,
             Kills
             your
             Companion
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               of
               the
               TWO
               FABLES
               above
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               a
               Necessary
               Rule
               in
               Allyances
               ,
               Matches
               ,
               Societies
               ,
               Fraternities
               ,
               Friendships
               ,
               Partnerships
               ,
               Commerce
               ,
               and
               All
               Manner
               of
               Civil
               Dealings
               and
               Contracts
               ,
               to
               have
               a
               Strict
               Regard
               to
               the
               Humour
               ,
               the
               Nature
               ,
               and
               the
               Disposition
               of
               Those
               we
               have
               to
               do
               withall
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               is
               to
               bid
               us
               have
               a
               care
               what
               Friendships
               we
               Contract
               ,
               and
               what
               Company
               we
               keep
               ;
               for
               Contrary
               Humours
               and
               Manners
               will
               never
               agree
               together
               .
               There
               can
               be
               no
               Thought
               of
               Uniting
               Those
               that
               Nature
               it self
               has
               Divided
               .
               And
               this
               Caution
               holds
               good
               in
               all
               the
               Bus'ness
               of
               a
               Sober
               Man's
               Life
               ;
               as
               Marriage
               ,
               Studies
               ,
               Pleasures
               ,
               Society
               ,
               Commerce
               ,
               and
               the
               like
               :
               'T
               is
               in
               some
               sort
               ,
               with
               Friends
               (
               Pardon
               the
               Courseness
               of
               the
               Illustration
               )
               as
               it
               is
               with
               
                 Dogs
                 in
                 Couples
              
               .
               They
               should
               be
               of
               the
               same
               Size
               ,
               and
               Humour
               ;
               and
               That
               which
               Pleases
               the
               One
               should
               Please
               the
               Other
               :
               But
               if
               they
               Draw
               Several
               Ways
               ,
               and
               if
               One
               be
               too
               Strong
               for
               T'other
               ,
               they
               'll
               be
               ready
               to
               Hang
               themselves
               upon
               Every
               Gate
               or
               Style
               they
               come
               at
               .
               This
               is
               the
               Moral
               of
               the
               Friendship
               betwixt
               a
               Thrush
               and
               a
               Swallow
               ,
               that
               can
               never
               Live
               together
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             LXVI
             .
             A
             Fowler
             and
             a
             Pigeon
             .
          
           
             AS
             a
             
               Country
               Fellow
            
             was
             making
             a
             Shoot
             at
             a
             Pigeon
             ,
             he
             trod
             upon
             a
             Snake
             that
             bit
             him
             by
             the
             Leg.
             The
             Surprize
             Startled
             him
             ,
             and
             away
             flew
             the
             Bird.
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               We
               are
               to
               Distinguish
               betwixt
               the
               Benefits
               of
               Good
               Will
               ,
               and
               those
               of
               Providence
               :
               For
               the
               Latter
               are
               immediately
               from
               Heaven
               ,
               where
               no
               Human
               Intention
               Intervenes
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Mischief
               that
               we
               Meditate
               to
               Others
               ,
               falls
               commonly
               upon
               our
               Own
               Heads
               ,
               and
               Ends
               in
               a
               Judgment
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               a
               Disappointment
               .
               Take
               it
               Another
               Way
               ,
               and
               it
               may
               serve
               to
               Mind
               us
               how
               Happily
               People
               are
               Diverted
               Many
               Times
               from
               the
               Execution
               of
               a
               Malicious
               Design
               ,
               by
               the
               Grace
               and
               Goodness
               of
               a
               Preventing
               Providence
               .
               A
               Pistol
               's
               not
               taking
               Fire
               may
               save
               the
               Life
               of
               a
               Good
               Man
               ;
               and
               the
               Innocent
               Pigeon
               had
               Dy'd
               ,
               if
               the
               Spiteful
               Snake
               had
               not
               Broken
               the
               Fowler
               's
               Aim
               :
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ;
               Good
               may
               be
               drawn
               out
               of
               Evil
               ,
               and
               a
               Body's
               Life
               may
               be
               Sav'd
               without
               having
               any
               Obligation
               to
               his
               Preserver
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             LXVII
             .
             A
             Trumpeter
             taken
             Prisoner
             .
          
           
             UPon
             the
             Rout
             of
             an
             Army
             there
             was
             a
             Trumpeter
             made
             a
             Pris'ner
             ,
             and
             as
             the
             Soldiers
             were
             about
             to
             Cut
             his
             Throat
             ;
             Gentlemen
             (
             says
             he
             )
             
               Why
               should
               You
               Kill
               a
               Man
               that
               Kills
               No
               Body
               ?
            
             You
             shall
             Die
             the
             rather
             for
             That
             ,
             cries
             one
             of
             the
             Company
             ,
             for
             being
             so
             Mean
             a
             Rascal
             ,
             as
             to
             set
             other
             People
             together
             by
             the
             Ears
             ,
             without
             Fighting
             your self
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               He
               that
               Provokes
               and
               Incites
               Mischief
               ,
               is
               the
               Doer
               of
               it
               .
               'T
               is
               the
               Man
               that
               Kills
               Me
               ,
               the
               Bullet
               is
               only
               a
               Passive
               Iustrument
               to
               serve
               his
               End
               that
               Directs
               it
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               is
               to
               Reprove
               Those
               (
               according
               to
               the
               old
               Moral
               )
               that
               Stir
               up
               Men
               in
               Power
               to
               do
               Publick
               Mischief
               ;
               which
               is
               much
               Worse
               than
               any
               Man
               's
               Doing
               a
               Private
               One
               Himself
               :
               And
               only
               a
               Safer
               Way
               of
               Committing
               greater
               Outrages
               .
            
             
               The
               Trumpeter's
               Plea
               ,
               is
               so
               Arrant
               a
               Shuffle
               here
               ,
               that
               an
               Incendiary
               at
               the
               Barr
               ,
               or
               in
               the
               Pulpit
               ,
               has
               as
               much
               to
               say
               for
               Himself
               .
               He
               that
               Countenances
               ,
               Encourages
               ,
               or
               Abetts
               a
               Mischief
               ,
               Does
               it
               .
               The
               Seditious
               Lawyer
               ,
               or
               Divine
               ,
               Kills
               No
               Body
               with
               his
               own
               Hand
               ,
               but
               by
               a
               False
               Gloss
               perhaps
               ,
               upon
               a
               Law
               ,
               or
               a
               Text
               ,
               he
               may
               cause
               Ten
               Thousand
               Swords
               to
               be
               Drawn
               ,
               without
               Spilling
               One
               Drop
               of
               Bloud
               immediately
               Himself
               .
               Shall
               any
               Man
               now
               ,
               that
               Willfully
               ,
               and
               Maliciously
               ,
               procures
               the
               Cutting
               of
               whole
               Armies
               to
               Pieces
               ,
               set
               up
               for
               an
               Innocent
               ?
               As
               if
               the
               Lives
               that
               were
               taken
               away
               by
               his
               Instigation
               ,
               were
               not
               to
               be
               Charged
               upon
               his
               Account
               .
               He
               that
               Covers
               Murder
               ,
               Oppression
               ,
               Sacrilege
               ,
               Rebellion
               ,
               with
               a
               Cloak
               of
               Statute
               and
               Scripture
               ,
               makes
               God
               and
               Government
               ,
               Effectually
               ,
               the
               Authors
               of
               the
               Wickedness
               :
               And
               Those
               are
               the
               Basest
               ,
               and
               Worst
               of
               Bravo's
               ,
               that
               Employ
               Iourneymen-Mercenaries
               under
               them
               to
               do
               the
               Work.
               What
               is
               This
               ,
               but
               to
               Engage
               our
               Bibles
               ,
               and
               our
               Law-Books
               in
               a
               Conspiracy
               against
               Themselves
               ?
               Shall
               He
               that
               gives
               Fire
               to
               the
               Train
               ,
               pretend
               to
               Wash
               his
               Hands
               of
               the
               Hurt
               that
               's
               done
               by
               the
               Playing
               of
               the
               Mine
               ?
               Humane
               Corruptions
               are
               as
               Catching
               as
               Powder
               ;
               as
               Easily
               Enflam'd
               ,
               and
               the
               Fire
               afterward
               as
               Hard
               to
               be
               Quench'd
               .
               That
               which
               a
               Man
               Causes
               to
               be
               Done
               ,
               he
               Does
               Himself
               ,
               and
               't
               is
               all
               a
               case
               whether
               he
               does
               it
               by
               Practice
               ,
               Precept
               ,
               or
               Example
               .
               In
               One
               Word
               ,
               He
               that
               Kindles
               the
               Passions
               of
               the
               Mobile
               is
               Answerable
               for
               the
               Following
               Conflagration
               .
               When
               the
               Men
               of
               the
               Long
               Robe
               have
               once
               Preach'd
               the
               People
               to
               Tinder
               ,
               the
               Least
               Spark
               sets
               them
               a
               Fire
               :
               so
               that
               they
               have
               no
               more
               to
               do
               then
               to
               Inculcate
               the
               Doctrine
               of
               Disobedience
               ,
               and
               so
               leave
               the
               Multitude
               to
               chew
               upon
               't
               .
               A
               Trumpeter
               in
               the
               Pulpit
               is
               the
               very
               Emblem
               of
               a
               Trumpeter
               in
               the
               Field
               ;
               and
               the
               same
               Charge
               holds
               Good
               against
               Both.
               Only
               the
               
                 Spiritual
                 Trumpeter
              
               is
               the
               more
               Pernicious
               Instrument
               of
               the
               Two
               ;
               for
               the
               Latter
               serves
               only
               to
               Rowze
               the
               Courage
               of
               the
               Soldies
               without
               any
               Doctrine
               of
               Application
               upon
               the
               Text
               ,
               whereas
               the
               other
               infuses
               Malice
               over
               and
               above
               ,
               and
               Preaches
               Death
               and
               Damnation
               ,
               Both
               in
               One
               ,
               and
               gives
               ye
               the
               very
               Chapter
               and
               Verse
               for
               't
               ,
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             LXVIII
             .
             A
             Dog
             and
             a
             Wolfe
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Hagged
             Carrion
             of
             a
             Wolfe
             ,
             and
             a
             Jolly
             Sort
             of
             a
             Gentile
             Dog
             ,
             with
             Good
             Flesh
             upon
             his
             Back
             ,
             that
             fell
             into
             Company
             together
             upon
             the
             King's
             High-Way
             .
             The
             Wolfe
             wonderfully
             pleas'd
             with
             his
             Companion
             ,
             and
             as
             Inquisitive
             to
             Learn
             how
             he
             brought
             himself
             to
             That
             Blessed
             State
             of
             Body
             .
             Why
             ,
             says
             the
             Dog
             ,
             I
             keep
             my
             Master's
             House
             from
             Thieves
             ,
             and
             I
             have
             very
             Good
             Meat
             ,
             Drink
             ,
             and
             Lodging
             for
             my
             pains
             .
             
             Now
             if
             you
             'll
             go
             along
             with
             Me
             ,
             and
             do
             as
             I
             do
             ,
             you
             may
             fare
             as
             I
             fare
             .
             The
             Wolfe
             Struck
             up
             the
             Bargain
             ,
             and
             so
             away
             they
             Trotted
             together
             :
             But
             as
             they
             were
             Jogging
             on
             ,
             the
             Wolfe
             spy'd
             a
             Bare
             Place
             about
             the
             Dogs
             Neck
             ,
             where
             the
             Hair
             was
             worn
             off
             .
             Brother
             (
             says
             he
             )
             how
             comes
             this
             I
             prethee
             ?
             Oh
             ,
             That
             's
             Nothing
             ,
             says
             the
             Dog
             ,
             but
             the
             Fretting
             of
             my
             Collar
             a
             little
             .
             Nay
             ,
             says
             T'other
             ,
             if
             there
             be
             a
             Collar
             in
             the
             Case
             ,
             I
             know
             Better
             Things
             than
             to
             sell
             my
             Liberty
             for
             a
             Crust
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               We
               are
               so
               Dazzel'd
               with
               the
               Glare
               of
               a
               Splendid
               Appearance
               ,
               that
               we
               can
               hardly
               Discern
               the
               Inconveniencies
               that
               Attend
               it
               .
               'T
               is
               a
               Comfort
               to
               have
               Good
               Meat
               and
               Drink
               at
               Command
               ,
               and
               Warm
               Lodging
               :
               But
               He
               that
               sells
               his
               Freedom
               for
               the
               Cramming
               of
               his
               Gutt
               ,
               has
               but
               a
               Hard
               Bargain
               of
               it
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               IN
               This
               Emblem
               is
               set
               forth
               the
               Blessing
               of
               Liberty
               ,
               and
               the
               Sordid
               Meanness
               of
               those
               Wretches
               that
               sacrifice
               their
               Freedom
               to
               their
               Lusts
               ,
               and
               their
               Palates
               .
               What
               Man
               in
               his
               Right
               Senses
               ,
               that
               has
               wherewithal
               to
               Live
               Free
               ,
               would
               make
               himself
               a
               Slave
               for
               Superfluities
               !
               The
               Wolfe
               would
               have
               been
               well
               enough
               Content
               to
               have
               Barter'd
               away
               a
               Ragged
               Coat
               ,
               and
               a
               Raw-Bond'd
               Carcass
               ,
               for
               a
               Smooth
               and
               a
               Fat
               One
               ;
               but
               when
               they
               came
               to
               talk
               of
               a
               Collar
               once
               ,
               away
               Marches
               He
               to
               His
               Old
               Trade
               in
               the
               Woods
               again
               ,
               and
               makes
               the
               Better
               Choice
               of
               the
               Two.
               
            
             
               To
               speak
               to
               the
               First
               Point
               ,
               we
               are
               lyable
               to
               be
               Impos'd
               upon
               by
               Outsides
               and
               Appearances
               ,
               for
               want
               of
               Searching
               things
               to
               the
               Bottom
               ,
               and
               Examining
               what
               Really
               they
               are
               ,
               and
               what
               they
               Only
               seem
               to
               be
               .
               This
               Fiction
               of
               the
               Wolfe
               ,
               is
               a
               Reproof
               to
               Eager
               Appetites
               ,
               and
               Over-Hasty
               Judgments
               ,
               that
               will
               not
               give
               themselves
               time
               to
               Ballance
               Accounts
               ,
               and
               Compute
               Beforehand
               ,
               whether
               they
               are
               to
               get
               or
               Lose
               by
               the
               Bargain
               .
               It
               holds
               as
               well
               against
               Intemperate
               Curiosities
               ,
               and
               Rash
               Wishes
               ,
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               against
               the
               Folly
               of
               the
               One
               ,
               and
               the
               Wickedness
               of
               the
               Other
               ;
               for
               if
               we
               come
               once
               to
               take
               Evil
               for
               Good
               ,
               
                 our
                 very
                 Prayers
                 are
                 turn'd
                 into
                 Sin
                 :
              
               But
               what
               with
               a
               Certain
               Itch
               of
               Prying
               into
               ,
               and
               Meddling
               with
               Other
               Peoples
               Matters
               ,
               and
               a
               Natural
               Levity
               that
               puts
               us
               upon
               Shifting
               and
               Changing
               ,
               we
               fall
               Insensibly
               into
               a
               Thousand
               Inconveniencies
               :
               and
               when
               it
               comes
               to
               That
               once
               ,
               that
               we
               find
               our selves
               Uneasie
               at
               Home
               ,
               and
               no
               Resting-Place
               in
               our
               Own
               Thoughts
               ,
               (
               where
               Rest
               is
               Only
               to
               be
               had
               )
               we
               are
               e'en
               glad
               to
               run
               away
               from
               our Selves
               ,
               and
               Hunt
               abroad
               for
               't
               where
               't
               is
               never
               to
               be
               found
               .
               This
               is
               the
               Common
               Root
               of
               all
               our
               Wandrings
               and
               Errors
               .
               We
               Spend
               our
               Time
               ,
               and
               our
               Peace
               ,
               in
               Pursuit
               of
               Things
               wholly
               Forreign
               to
               our
               Business
               ,
               and
               which
               will
               Certainly
               Deceive
               us
               at
               last
               .
            
             
               Thus
               it
               Is
               ,
               and
               Thus
               it
               must
               be
               ,
               so
               long
               as
               we
               take
               Every
               thing
               by
               a
               Wrong
               Handle
               ,
               and
               only
               Calculate
               upon
               our
               Own
               Misfortunes
               ,
               without
               any
               Allowance
               for
               the
               Comforts
               that
               we
               Enjoy
               .
               And
               so
               we
               reckon
               upon
               our
               Neighbours
               Enjoyments
               ,
               on
               the
               Other
               hand
               ,
               without
               any
               Consideration
               for
               the
               hardships
               that
               They
               Endure
               .
               Oh
               that
               I
               had
               but
               such
               a
               Palace
               !
               Says
               One
               ;
               Such
               an
               Estate
               ;
               Such
               a
               Retinue
               ;
               This
               Glorious
               Train
               ;
               That
               Lovely
               Woman
               ,
               &c.
               
               Nay
               the
               Envious
               Freak
               Descends
               to
               the
               very
               Point
               ,
               
               and
               Petticoat
               .
               Now
               These
               Idle
               Curiosities
               may
               be
               Specious
               Enough
               in
               the
               Contemplation
               ;
               but
               what
               if
               This
               House
               ,
               at
               the
               Foot
               of
               the
               Account
               ,
               should
               Prove
               to
               be
               Haunted
               ,
               That
               Gay
               Furniture
               Borrow'd
               ;
               T'other
               Fine
               Woman
               Clapt
               ;
               The
               Curse
               of
               Sacrilege
               cleaving
               to
               such
               an
               Inheritance
               ,
               and
               all
               the
               rest
               of
               the
               Gawdy
               Fooleries
               perhaps
               Unpay'd
               for
               ?
               (
               as
               these
               Incumbrances
               are
               No
               New
               Things
               in
               Nature
               )
               Who
               would
               not
               rather
               take
               up
               with
               the
               Wolfe
               in
               the
               Woods
               again
               ,
               then
               make
               such
               a
               Clutter
               in
               the
               World
               upon
               These
               Scandalous
               Conditions
               .
            
             
               For
               the
               Obviating
               of
               All
               Cases
               of
               this
               Quality
               ,
               Children
               should
               be
               Early
               Instructed
               ,
               according
               to
               their
               Age
               and
               Capacity
               ,
               in
               the
               True
               Estimate
               of
               Things
               ,
               by
               Opposing
               the
               Good
               to
               the
               Evil
               ,
               and
               the
               Evil
               to
               the
               Good
               ;
               and
               Compensating
               ,
               or
               Qualifying
               One
               Thing
               with
               Another
               .
               What
               's
               Plenty
               without
               Health
               ?
               What
               's
               Ease
               without
               Plenty
               ?
               And
               what
               's
               Title
               and
               Greatness
               ,
               with
               Carking
               Thoughts
               ,
               and
               a
               Troubled
               Mind
               to
               Attend
               it
               ?
               What
               does
               That
               Man
               Want
               that
               has
               Enough
               ?
               Or
               What
               's
               He
               the
               better
               for
               a
               Great
               deal
               ,
               that
               can
               never
               be
               Satisfy'd
               ?
               By
               This
               Method
               of
               Setting
               what
               we
               Have
               against
               What
               we
               have
               Not
               ,
               the
               Equity
               of
               Providence
               will
               be
               made
               Manifest
               ,
               and
               to
               All
               manner
               of
               purposes
               Justify'd
               ;
               When
               it
               shall
               appear
               upon
               the
               Ballance
               ,
               that
               Every
               man
               has
               his
               Share
               in
               the
               Bounties
               of
               Heaven
               to
               Mankind
               .
            
             
               As
               to
               the
               Freedom
               here
               that
               Aesop
               is
               so
               Tender
               of
               ,
               it
               is
               to
               be
               Understood
               of
               the
               Freedom
               of
               the
               Mind
               :
               A
               Freedom
               to
               Attend
               the
               Motions
               of
               Right
               Reason
               ;
               and
               a
               Freedom
               ,
               in
               fine
               ,
               not
               to
               be
               Parted
               with
               for
               All
               the
               Sensual
               Satisfactions
               under
               the
               Sun.
               It
               is
               ,
               I
               say
               ,
               a
               Freedom
               under
               These
               Limits
               ;
               for
               there
               's
               No
               such
               Thing
               as
               Absolute
               Liberty
               :
               Neither
               is
               it
               possible
               that
               there
               should
               be
               any
               ,
               without
               a
               Violence
               to
               the
               Order
               of
               the
               Universe
               ,
               and
               to
               the
               Dictates
               of
               Reasonable
               Nature
               :
               For
               All
               men
               Living
               are
               in
               Some
               sort
               or
               Other
               ,
               and
               upon
               some
               Penalty
               or
               Other
               ,
               Subjected
               to
               a
               Superior
               Power
               ;
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               the
               Laws
               of
               Morality
               are
               Above
               them
               :
               But
               the
               Case
               wherein
               All
               men
               are
               upon
               the
               Behaviour
               is
               not
               here
               the
               Question
               .
               To
               Wind
               up
               the
               Moral
               ,
               in
               short
               ;
               Liberty
               is
               a
               Jewel
               ,
               and
               a
               Blessing
               .
               The
               Wolfe
               was
               well
               enough
               pleas'd
               here
               with
               the
               State
               of
               the
               Dogs
               Body
               ,
               but
               he
               had
               no
               fancy
               to
               his
               Collar
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             LXIX
             .
             A
             Farmer
             and
             his
             Dogs
             .
          
           
             A
             Certain
             Farmer
             was
             put
             to
             such
             a
             Pinch
             in
             a
             Hard
             Winter
             for
             Provisions
             ,
             that
             he
             was
             forc'd
             to
             Feed
             Himself
             and
             his
             Family
             upon
             the
             Main
             Stock
             .
             The
             Sheep
             went
             First
             to
             Pot
             ;
             the
             Goats
             Next
             ;
             and
             after
             Them
             ,
             the
             Oxen
             ;
             and
             All
             Little
             enough
             to
             keep
             Life
             and
             Soul
             together
             .
             The
             Dogs
             call'd
             a
             Councel
             upon
             't
             .
             and
             Resolv'd
             to
             shew
             their
             Master
             a
             Fair
             pair
             of
             Heeles
             for
             't
             ,
             before
             it
             came
             to
             be
             Their
             Turn
             ;
             for
             ,
             (
             said
             they
             )
             after
             he
             has
             Cut
             the
             Throats
             of
             our
             Fellow
             Servants
             ,
             that
             are
             so
             Necessary
             for
             his
             Bus'ness
             ,
             it
             cannot
             be
             Expected
             that
             he
             will
             ever
             Spare
             us
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               ▪
            
             
               There
               's
               No
               Contending
               with
               Necessity
               ,
               and
               we
               should
               be
               very
               Tender
               how
               we
               Censure
               Those
               that
               Submit
               to
               't
               .
               'T
               is
               One
               thing
               to
               be
               at
               Liberty
               to
               do
               what
               we
               Would
               do
               ,
               and
               Another
               Thing
               to
               be
               Ty'd
               up
               to
               do
               what
               we
               Must.
               
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               a
               Common
               Thing
               for
               a
               Master
               to
               Sacrifice
               a
               Servant
               to
               his
               Own
               Ease
               ,
               and
               Interest
               ;
               but
               there
               's
               No
               Meddling
               with
               Men
               of
               That
               Inhospitable
               Humour
               ,
               where
               the
               Domestiques
               ,
               how
               Faithful
               soever
               ,
               can
               never
               be
               Secure
               .
            
             
               This
               is
               according
               to
               the
               Old
               Moral
               ;
               but
               not
               without
               some
               Force
               (
               in
               My
               Opinion
               at
               least
               )
               to
               the
               Natural
               Biass
               of
               the
               Fable
               .
               The
               Farmer
               has
               no
               Liberty
               of
               Choice
               before
               him
               ,
               but
               either
               to
               do
               what
               he
               does
               ,
               or
               to
               Perish
               :
               And
               in
               so
               Doing
               ,
               (
               with
               all
               respect
               to
               the
               Rules
               of
               Honesty
               )
               he
               does
               but
               his
               Duty
               ;
               without
               any
               way
               Incurring
               the
               Character
               of
               an
               Ill
               Natur'd
               Man
               ,
               or
               a
               Cruel
               Master
               .
               But
               there
               may
               be
               also
               Another
               Doctrine
               Rais'd
               from
               it
               ;
               which
               is
               ,
               That
               in
               Cases
               of
               Extreme
               Difficulty
               ,
               the
               Laws
               of
               Conveniency
               ,
               and
               Ordinary
               Practice
               must
               give
               place
               to
               the
               Laws
               of
               Necessity
               .
               This
               was
               the
               Naked
               Truth
               of
               the
               Farmers
               Case
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             LXX
             .
             A
             Camel
             at
             First
             Sight
             .
          
           
             UPon
             the
             First
             Sight
             of
             a
             Camel
             ,
             All
             people
             ran
             away
             from
             't
             ,
             in
             Amazement
             at
             so
             Monstrous
             a
             Bulk
             .
             Upon
             the
             Second
             Sight
             ,
             finding
             that
             it
             did
             them
             No
             Hurt
             ,
             they
             took
             Heart
             upon
             't
             ,
             went
             up
             to
             't
             ,
             and
             View'd
             it
             .
             But
             when
             they
             came
             ,
             upon
             Further
             Experience
             ,
             to
             take
             notice
             ,
             how
             Stupid
             a
             Beast
             it
             was
             ,
             they
             Ty'd
             it
             up
             ,
             Bridled
             it
             ,
             Loaded
             it
             with
             Packs
             and
             Burdens
             ;
             Set
             Boys
             upon
             the
             Back
             on
             't
             ,
             and
             Treated
             it
             with
             the
             Last
             Degree
             of
             Contempt
             .
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             LXXI
             .
             A
             Fox
             and
             a
             Lyon.
             
          
           
             A
             Fox
             had
             the
             hap
             to
             fall
             into
             the
             Walk
             of
             a
             Lyon
             ;
             (
             the
             First
             of
             the
             Kind
             that
             ever
             he
             saw
             )
             and
             he
             was
             ready
             to
             Drop
             down
             at
             the
             very
             sight
             of
             him
             .
             He
             came
             a
             While
             after
             ,
             to
             see
             Another
             ,
             and
             was
             Frighted
             still
             ;
             but
             Nothing
             to
             What
             he
             was
             Before
             .
             
             It
             was
             his
             Chance
             ,
             after
             This
             ,
             to
             Meet
             a
             Third
             Lyon
             ;
             and
             he
             had
             the
             Courage
             ,
             Then
             ,
             to
             Accost
             him
             ,
             and
             to
             make
             a
             kind
             of
             an
             Acquaintance
             with
             him
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               of
               the
               TWO
               FABLES
               above
               .
            
             
               Novelty
               Surprizes
               us
               ,
               and
               we
               have
               Naturally
               a
               Horror
               for
               Uncouth
               Mis-shapen
               Monsters
               ;
               but
               't
               is
               Our
               Ignorance
               that
               Staggers
               us
               ,
               for
               upon
               Custom
               and
               Experience
               ,
               All
               These
               Buggs
               grow
               Familiar
               ,
               and
               Easy
               to
               us
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THINGS
               that
               at
               first
               seem
               Terrible
               ,
               become
               Easy
               to
               us
               when
               we
               are
               Wonted
               to
               them
               ;
               says
               the
               Old
               Moral
               ;
               which
               holds
               ,
               I
               confess
               ,
               in
               the
               Case
               of
               the
               Camel
               ,
               but
               not
               in
               That
               of
               the
               Lyon.
               
            
             
               With
               leave
               of
               the
               Moralist
               ,
               the
               Illustration
               does
               not
               come
               up
               to
               the
               Force
               and
               Intent
               of
               the
               Two
               Last
               Fables
               :
               Neither
               ,
               in
               truth
               ,
               is
               the
               very
               Design
               of
               them
               according
               to
               the
               True
               Reason
               of
               the
               Matter
               in
               Question
               .
               Things
               that
               seem
               Terrible
               ,
               and
               are
               Not
               so
               ,
               become
               not
               only
               Familiar
               ,
               but
               Ridiculous
               to
               us
               ,
               when
               we
               find
               that
               our
               Fears
               were
               Vain
               and
               Idle
               ;
               as
               in
               the
               case
               of
               the
               Camel
               :
               But
               things
               on
               the
               contrary
               ,
               that
               only
               Seem
               Terrible
               ,
               but
               are
               found
               upon
               Experience
               to
               be
               more
               Dangerous
               then
               we
               took
               them
               for
               :
               (
               as
               in
               the
               Strength
               ,
               the
               Nimbleness
               ,
               the
               Fierceness
               ,
               and
               the
               Appetite
               of
               a
               Lyon.
               )
               These
               are
               Things
               ,
               I
               say
               ,
               that
               the
               Better
               we
               Know
               them
               ,
               the
               More
               we
               Dread
               them
               :
               So
               that
               though
               we
               have
               Apprehensions
               ,
               as
               well
               where
               there
               is
               No
               Peril
               ,
               as
               where
               there
               Is
               :
               Yet
               Time
               teaches
               us
               to
               Distinguish
               the
               One
               from
               the
               Other
               .
               The
               Allusion
               would
               much
               better
               have
               held
               in
               the
               case
               of
               a
               Battle
               ,
               where
               the
               Soldier
               grows
               Every
               day
               less
               apprehensive
               of
               the
               Hazzard
               ,
               by
               seeing
               so
               many
               People
               Scape
               ;
               and
               by
               Computing
               upon
               the
               Disproportion
               of
               Those
               that
               Outlive
               it
               ,
               to
               Those
               that
               Fall
               in
               't
               .
               We
               may
               however
               Learn
               from
               hence
               ,
               that
               people
               may
               be
               Frighted
               as
               well
               Without
               Reason
               as
               With
               it
               .
               Now
               ,
               in
               Propriety
               of
               Speaking
               ,
               and
               in
               a
               Right
               Understanding
               of
               the
               Thing
               too
               ,
               People
               were
               not
               so
               much
               Frighted
               ,
               as
               they
               were
               Surpriz'd
               at
               the
               Bigness
               ,
               and
               Uncouth
               Deformity
               of
               the
               Camel
               :
               But
               I
               could
               Wish
               ,
               the
               Fox
               had
               been
               More
               and
               More
               affraid
               of
               the
               Lyon
               ,
               the
               Oftner
               he
               Saw
               him
               ;
               and
               the
               Doctrine
               would
               then
               have
               been
               to
               Govern
               our
               Passions
               by
               the
               Truth
               and
               Reason
               of
               Things
               ,
               not
               by
               Appearances
               ;
               but
               it
               holds
               however
               ,
               that
               Custom
               goes
               a
               Great
               Way
               in
               making
               Matters
               Indifferent
               to
               us
               .
               'T
               is
               much
               the
               same
               Case
               too
               ,
               betwixt
               the
               People
               ,
               and
               Bugg-Laws
               ,
               and
               
                 Acts
                 of
                 State
              
               ,
               that
               it
               is
               here
               betwixt
               the
               Fox
               and
               the
               Lyon.
               Men
               look
               ,
               upon
               the
               First
               Opening
               of
               a
               
                 Publique
                 Fast
              
               ,
               as
               if
               Heaven
               and
               Earth
               were
               going
               together
               ;
               Not
               a
               
                 Shop
                 Open
              
               ;
               The
               Streets
               Quiet
               ,
               and
               so
               Dismal
               a
               Countenance
               Every
               where
               ,
               as
               if
               it
               were
               to
               Rain
               Fire
               and
               Brimstone
               the
               Next
               Moment
               .
               The
               Second
               Day
               is
               a
               Little
               Uneasy
               too
               ,
               but
               not
               half
               so
               Frightful
               as
               the
               Former
               :
               and
               so
               in
               
                 Two
                 or
                 Three
                 days
                 more
              
               ,
               the
               Awe
               goes
               quite
               off
               ,
               and
               the
               People
               come
               to
               their
               Wits
               ,
               and
               fall
               to
               their
               Trade
               again
               ,
               without
               any
               further
               Heed
               to
               the
               Matter
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             LXXII
             .
             An
             Eagle
             and
             a
             Fox
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Bargain
             struck
             up
             betwixt
             an
             Eagle
             and
             a
             Fox
             ,
             to
             be
             Wonderful
             Good
             Neighbours
             and
             Friends
             .
             The
             One
             Took-up
             in
             a
             Thicket
             of
             Brushwood
             ,
             and
             the
             Other
             Timber'd
             upon
             a
             Tree
             hard
             by
             .
             The
             Eagle
             ,
             One
             Day
             When
             the
             Fox
             was
             abroad
             a
             Forraging
             ,
             fell
             into
             his
             Quarters
             and
             carry'd
             away
             a
             Whole
             Litter
             of
             Cubbs
             at
             a
             Swoop
             .
             The
             Fox
             came
             time
             enough
             back
             to
             see
             the
             Eagle
             upon
             Wing
             ,
             with
             her
             Prey
             in
             the
             Foot
             ,
             and
             to
             send
             many
             a
             Heavy
             Curse
             after
             her
             ;
             but
             there
             was
             No
             overtaking
             her
             :
             It
             happen'd
             in
             a
             very
             Short
             time
             after
             This
             ,
             upon
             the
             Sacrificing
             of
             a
             Goat
             ,
             that
             the
             same
             Eagle
             made
             a
             Stoop
             at
             a
             piece
             of
             Flesh
             upon
             the
             Altar
             ,
             and
             she
             took
             it
             away
             to
             her
             Young
             :
             But
             Some
             Live
             Coales
             it
             seems
             ,
             that
             Stuck
             to
             't
             ,
             set
             the
             Nest
             a
             fire
             .
             The
             Birds
             were
             not
             as
             yet
             Fledge
             enough
             to
             Shift
             for
             Themselves
             ,
             but
             upon
             Sprawling
             and
             Struggling
             to
             get
             Clear
             of
             the
             Flame
             ,
             down
             they
             Tumbled
             ,
             half
             Roasted
             into
             the
             very
             Mouth
             of
             the
             Fox
             ,
             that
             stood
             Gaping
             under
             the
             Tree
             to
             see
             the
             End
             on
             't
             :
             So
             that
             the
             Fox
             had
             the
             satisfaction
             at
             last
             ,
             of
             Devouring
             the
             Children
             of
             her
             Enemy
             in
             the
             very
             Sight
             of
             the
             Damm
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               God
               Reserves
               to
               Himself
               the
               Punishment
               of
               Faithless
               ,
               and
               Oppressing
               Governours
               ,
               and
               the
               Vindication
               of
               his
               Own
               Worship
               and
               Altars
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               :
            
             
               THIS
               is
               to
               give
               Great
               Men
               to
               Understand
               ,
               that
               No
               Power
               upon
               Earth
               can
               Protect
               them
               in
               the
               Exercise
               of
               Tyranny
               and
               Injustice
               ;
               but
               that
               Sooner
               ,
               or
               Later
               ,
               Vengeance
               will
               Overtake
               Oppressors
               .
               It
               does
               likewise
               Condemn
               Treachery
               ,
               and
               breach
               of
               Faith
               ,
               even
               toward
               the
               most
               Perfidious
               ▪
            
             
               The
               Morality
               of
               This
               Fiction
               looks
               several
               Ways
               .
               Here
               's
               first
               a
               League
               betwixt
               an
               Eagle
               and
               a
               Fox
               ;
               which
               would
               be
               a
               most
               Incongruous
               Allyance
               ,
               if
               it
               were
               not
               in
               the
               case
               of
               That
               Princely
               Birds
               Departure
               from
               the
               Dignity
               of
               her
               Character
               ,
               and
               from
               the
               Obligation
               of
               Royal
               Justice
               :
               so
               that
               Aesop
               has
               aptly
               enough
               Match'd
               a
               
                 Faith-Breaking
                 Prince
              
               ,
               with
               a
               Per●…idious
               Subject
               ,
               and
               Fancy'd
               a
               Knavish
               Favourite
               ,
               as
               the
               
                 Fittest
                 Minister
              
               for
               such
               a
               Governour
               .
               In
               the
               Eagles
               Destroying
               the
               
                 Foxes
                 Cubbs
              
               ,
               there
               's
               Power
               Exercis'd
               with
               Oppression
               ,
               and
               the
               Curses
               of
               the
               Fox
               that
               Pursu'd
               the
               Oppressor
               ,
               were
               not
               sent
               in
               Vain
               neither
               ,
               as
               appears
               by
               the
               Sequel
               ▪
               
               We
               are
               likewise
               to
               take
               Notice
               that
               Justice
               is
               Sacred
               ,
               and
               that
               No
               Provocation
               ,
               either
               of
               Insolent
               Language
               ,
               or
               Behaviour
               ,
               can
               Warrant
               the
               Violation
               of
               it
               .
            
             
               And
               it
               is
               further
               Suggested
               to
               us
               ,
               that
               when
               People
               are
               in
               a
               Train
               of
               Wickedness
               ,
               One
               Sin
               Treads
               upon
               the
               Heel
               of
               Another
               .
               The
               Eagle
               begins
               with
               an
               Invasion
               upon
               the
               Rights
               of
               Hospitality
               ,
               and
               
                 Common
                 Faith
              
               ;
               and
               at
               the
               Next
               Step
               Advances
               to
               Sacrilege
               ,
               in
               Robbing
               the
               Altar
               .
               And
               what
               follows
               upon
               it
               now
               ,
               but
               a
               Divine
               Judgment
               ,
               that
               sets
               fire
               to
               her
               Nest
               ,
               and
               Avenges
               the
               Cause
               of
               the
               very
               Fox
               ,
               though
               One
               of
               the
               Falsest
               of
               Creatures
               !
               From
               hence
               we
               are
               to
               Gather
               These
               Two
               Doctrines
               for
               our
               Instruction
               .
               First
               ,
               That
               the
               Misdemeanors
               of
               Temporal
               Sovereign
               Powers
               are
               subjected
               only
               to
               the
               Animadversion
               of
               the
               supreme
               Lord
               of
               the
               Universe
               .
               And
               secondly
               ,
               That
               in
               the
               Case
               of
               Tyranny
               it self
               ,
               it
               is
               not
               for
               Private
               Men
               to
               pretend
               to
               any
               Other
               Appeal
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             LXXIII
             .
             A
             Husbandman
             and
             a
             Stork
             .
          
           
             A
             Poor
             Innocent
             Stork
             had
             the
             Ill
             Hap
             to
             be
             taken
             in
             a
             Net
             that
             was
             layd
             for
             Geese
             and
             Cranes
             .
             The
             Storks
             Plea
             for
             her self
             was
             Simplicity
             ,
             and
             Piety
             :
             The
             Love
             she
             bore
             to
             Mankind
             ,
             and
             the
             Service
             she
             did
             in
             Picking
             up
             of
             Venomous
             Creatures
             .
             This
             is
             all
             True
             ,
             says
             the
             Husbandman
             ;
             But
             They
             that
             Keep
             Ill
             Company
             ,
             if
             they
             be
             Catch'd
             with
             Ill
             Company
             ,
             must
             Expect
             to
             suffer
             with
             Ill
             Company
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               as
               much
               as
               a
               man's
               Life
               ,
               Fortune
               ,
               and
               Reputation
               ,
               are
               Worth
               ,
               to
               keep
               Good
               Company
               (
               over
               and
               above
               the
               Contagion
               of
               Lewd
               Examples
               )
               for
               as
               
                 Birds
                 of
                 a
                 Feather
                 will
                 Flock
                 together
                 ,
              
               so
               if
               the
               Good
               and
               the
               Bad
               be
               taken
               together
               ,
               they
               must
               Expect
               to
               go
               the
               Way
               of
               All
               Flesh
               together
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               is
               to
               bid
               men
               have
               a
               care
               What
               Company
               they
               keep
               ;
               for
               when
               the
               Good
               and
               Bad
               are
               Taken
               together
               ,
               they
               must
               Go
               together
               .
               Not
               but
               that
               a
               man
               may
               lye
               under
               some
               Obligation
               of
               Duty
               and
               Respect
               ,
               to
               Visit
               ,
               Eat
               and
               Correspond
               with
               Many
               People
               that
               he
               does
               not
               Like
               .
               And
               This
               may
               be
               well
               enough
               Done
               too
               ;
               provided
               it
               be
               out
               of
               Decency
               ,
               Discretion
               ,
               or
               Good
               Manners
               ,
               rather
               then
               upon
               Choice
               and
               Inclination
               .
               We
               cannot
               Honestly
               let
               a
               Civil
               Enemy
               into
               a
               Town
               that
               's
               Besieg'd
               ,
               or
               hold
               any
               sort
               of
               Intelligence
               with
               him
               (
               though
               but
               in
               a
               Bare
               Curiosity
               )
               about
               the
               Affairs
               of
               the
               Garrison
               .
               Let
               a
               man
               Consider
               now
               ,
               how
               much
               more
               ,
               Dangerous
               ,
               and
               Unwarrantable
               it
               is
               to
               take
               an
               Enemy
               into
               Our
               Souls
               ,
               then
               into
               our
               Forts
               .
               With
               all
               Honour
               yet
               to
               a
               Brave
               Adversary
               ,
               apart
               from
               his
               Cause
               .
            
             
             
               'T
               is
               the
               Fortune
               of
               many
               a
               Good
               Man
               to
               fall
               into
               Bad
               Company
               ,
               and
               to
               be
               Undone
               by
               't
               ,
               and
               yet
               no
               way
               Guilty
               all
               this
               while
               ,
               of
               the
               Iniquity
               ▪
               of
               his
               Companions
               .
               The
               Letter
               of
               the
               Law
               Sweeps
               All
               in
               such
               a
               Case
               ,
               without
               Distinction
               of
               Persons
               :
               To
               say
               Nothing
               of
               the
               Shame
               and
               Dishonour
               of
               being
               taken
               up
               with
               Rogues
               and
               Felons
               ;
               over
               and
               above
               the
               Lash
               of
               Publique
               Justice
               ,
               and
               the
               Contagion
               of
               a
               Lewd
               Conversation
               .
               
                 Shew
                 me
                 the
                 Company
              
               (
               says
               the
               Adage
               )
               
                 and
                 I
                 'll
                 tell
                 ye
                 the
                 Man.
              
               What
               would
               a
               body
               think
               now
               of
               a
               Prime
               Minister
               that
               should
               Conjobble
               Matters
               of
               State
               with
               Tumblers
               and
               Buffoons
               ;
               Conferr
               Politiques
               with
               Tinkers
               and
               Carr-men
               ?
               would
               not
               any
               man
               Judge
               their
               Souls
               to
               be
               of
               the
               same
               Standard
               and
               Allay
               ?
               And
               that
               there
               were
               no
               more
               betwixt
               them
               then
               Cross
               or
               Pile
               ,
               which
               should
               be
               the
               Lord
               ,
               and
               which
               the
               Scoundrel
               ?
               Or
               ,
               according
               to
               the
               Fable
               ,
               which
               the
               Stork
               and
               which
               the
               Goose
               ?
               For
               't
               is
               not
               the
               Purple
               ,
               but
               the
               Virtue
               that
               makes
               a
               
                 man
                 of
                 Honour
              
               ;
               truly
               so
               call'd
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             LXXIV
             .
             A
             Boy
             ,
             and
             
               False
               Alarums
            
             .
          
           
             A
             
               Shepherd
               Boy
            
             had
             gotten
             a
             Roguy
             Trick
             of
             crying
             [
             a
             Wolfe
             ,
             a
             Wolfe
             ]
             when
             there
             was
             No
             such
             Matter
             ,
             and
             Fooling
             the
             Country
             People
             with
             
               False
               Alarums
            
             .
             He
             had
             been
             at
             This
             Sport
             so
             many
             times
             in
             Jest
             ,
             that
             they
             would
             not
             Believe
             him
             at
             last
             when
             he
             was
             in
             Earnest
             :
             And
             so
             the
             Wolves
             Brake
             in
             upon
             the
             Flock
             ,
             and
             Worry'd
             the
             Sheep
             at
             Pleasure
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               He
               must
               be
               a
               very
               Wise
               Man
               that
               knows
               the
               True
               Bounds
               ,
               and
               Measures
               of
               Fooling
               ,
               with
               a
               respect
               to
               Time
               ,
               Place
               ,
               Matters
               ,
               Persons
               ,
               &c.
               
               But
               Religion
               ,
               Business
               and
               Cases
               of
               Consequence
               must
               be
               Excepted
               out
               of
               That
               sort
               of
               Liberty
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               A
               Common
               Lyar
               (
               says
               the
               Old
               Moral
               )
               shall
               not
               be
               Believ'd
               ,
               even
               when
               he
               speaks
               True
               :
               But
               there
               's
               a
               Great
               deal
               more
               in
               't
               ,
               of
               which
               hereafter
               .
            
             
               There
               's
               not
               One
               Man
               of
               a
               Thousand
               that
               Understands
               the
               Just
               ,
               the
               Sa●…e
               ,
               Warrantable
               ,
               Decent
               ,
               and
               Precise
               Limits
               of
               that
               which
               we
               call
               Bantering
               ,
               or
               Fooling
               :
               But
               it
               is
               either
               too
               Course
               ,
               too
               Rude
               ,
               too
               Childish
               ,
               too
               Bitter
               ,
               too
               Much
               on
               't
               ,
               too
               Pedantique
               ;
               and
               in
               fine
               ,
               out
               of
               Measure
               ,
               or
               out
               of
               Season
               .
               Now
               the
               Least
               Errour
               or
               Mistake
               in
               the
               Manage
               of
               This
               Humour
               ,
               lays
               People
               Open
               to
               Great
               Censure
               ,
               and
               Reproach
               .
               It
               is
               not
               Every
               man's
               Talent
               to
               know
               When
               and
               How
               to
               Cast
               out
               a
               Pleasant
               Word
               ,
               with
               such
               a
               Regard
               to
               Modesty
               and
               Respect
               ,
               as
               not
               to
               Transgress
               the
               True
               ,
               
               and
               Fair
               Allowances
               of
               Wit
               ,
               Good
               Nature
               ,
               and
               Good
               Breeding
               .
               The
               Skill
               and
               Faculty
               of
               Governing
               This
               Freedom
               within
               the
               Terms
               of
               Sobriety
               and
               Discretion
               ,
               goes
               a
               Great
               Way
               in
               the
               Character
               of
               an
               Agreeable
               Conversation
               ;
               for
               That
               which
               we
               call
               Raillery
               ,
               in
               This
               Sense
               ,
               is
               the
               very
               Sawce
               of
               Civil
               Entertainment
               :
               And
               without
               some
               such
               Tincture
               of
               Urbanity
               ,
               even
               in
               Matters
               the
               most
               Serious
               ,
               the
               Good
               Humour
               Flattens
               ,
               for
               want
               of
               Refreshment
               and
               Relief
               :
               But
               there
               's
               a
               Medium
               yet
               betwixt
               All-Fool
               ,
               and
               All-Philosopher
               .
               I
               mean
               ,
               A
               Proper
               and
               a
               Discreet
               Mixture
               ,
               that
               in
               some
               sort
               Partakes
               of
               Both
               ,
               and
               renders
               Wisdom
               it self
               the
               more
               Grateful
               ,
               and
               Effectual
               for
               it
               .
               The
               Gravity
               ,
               in
               short
               ,
               of
               the
               One
               ,
               is
               Enliven'd
               with
               the
               Spirit
               and
               Quickness
               of
               the
               Other
               ;
               and
               the
               Gayety
               of
               a
               Diverting
               Word
               serves
               as
               a
               Vehicle
               to
               Convey
               the
               Force
               of
               the
               Intent
               ,
               and
               Meaning
               of
               it
               :
               But
               the
               Main
               Drift
               at
               last
               of
               This
               Fable
               ,
               is
               to
               shew
               us
               the
               Dangerous
               Consequences
               of
               an
               Improper
               ,
               and
               an
               Unseasonable
               Fooling
               :
               With
               All
               Respect
               however
               to
               the
               Ornament
               and
               Advantage
               of
               a
               Facetious
               Freedom
               of
               Discourse
               ,
               within
               the
               Compass
               of
               Sobriety
               and
               Honour
               .
               To
               Conclude
               ;
               The
               
                 Shepherds
                 Boy
              
               went
               too
               far
               upon
               a
               Topique
               that
               he
               did
               not
               Understand
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             LXXV
             .
             An
             Eagle
             and
             a
             Daw.
             
          
           
             AN
             Eagle
             made
             a
             Stoop
             at
             a
             Lamb
             ;
             Truss'd
             it
             ,
             and
             took
             it
             Cleverly
             away
             with
             her
             .
             A
             Mimical
             Daw
             ,
             that
             saw
             This
             Exploit
             ,
             would
             needs
             try
             the
             same
             Experiment
             upon
             a
             Ram
             :
             But
             his
             Claws
             were
             so
             Shackled
             in
             the
             Fleece
             with
             Lugging
             to
             get
             him
             up
             ,
             that
             the
             Shepherd
             came
             in
             ,
             and
             Caught
             him
             ,
             before
             he
             could
             Cleare
             Himself
             ;
             He
             Clipt
             his
             Wings
             ,
             and
             carry'd
             him
             Home
             to
             his
             Children
             to
             Play
             withal
             .
             They
             came
             Gaping
             about
             him
             ,
             and
             ask'd
             their
             Father
             what
             Strange
             Bird
             that
             Was
             ?
             Why
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             He
             'l
             tell
             you
             Himself
             that
             he
             's
             an
             Eagle
             ;
             but
             if
             you
             'll
             take
             My
             Word
             for
             't
             ;
             I
             know
             him
             to
             be
             a
             Daw.
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               a
               High
               Degree
               of
               Vanity
               and
               Folly
               ,
               for
               men
               to
               take
               More
               upon
               them
               then
               they
               are
               able
               to
               go
               thorough
               withall
               ;
               And
               the
               End
               of
               Those
               Undertakings
               is
               only
               Mockery
               and
               Disappointment
               in
               the
               Conclusion
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               Vain
               and
               Dangerous
               to
               Enter
               into
               Competitions
               with
               our
               Superiors
               ,
               in
               What
               Kind
               soever
               ,
               whether
               it
               be
               in
               Arms
               ,
               Letters
               ,
               Expence
               ,
               Strength
               of
               Body
               ,
               Arts
               and
               Sciences
               ,
               or
               the
               like
               .
               'T
               is
               Impossible
               for
               any
               man
               ,
               in
               fine
               ,
               to
               take
               a
               True
               Measure
               of
               Another
               ,
               without
               an
               Exact
               Knowledg
               and
               a
               True
               Judgment
               of
               Himself
               .
               Nay
               the
               Attempt
               of
               any
               thing
               above
               our
               Force
               ,
               with
               Vanity
               ,
               and
               Presumption
               ,
               most
               certainly
               ends
               in
               a
               Miscarriage
               
               that
               makes
               the
               Pretender
               Ridiculous
               .
               The
               Out-doing
               of
               a
               Great
               Man
               in
               his
               Own
               Way
               ,
               Savours
               in
               some
               degree
               of
               Ill
               Manners
               ,
               as
               it
               is
               upon
               the
               Main
               ,
               a
               High
               Point
               of
               Indiscretion
               .
               One
               man
               takes
               it
               for
               an
               Affront
               to
               be
               Out-witted
               ;
               Another
               to
               be
               Out-Fool'd
               ,
               as
               Nero
               could
               not
               Endure
               to
               be
               Out-Fiddled
               ;
               But
               in
               short
               ,
               be
               the
               Matter
               never
               so
               Great
               ,
               or
               never
               so
               Trivial
               ,
               't
               is
               the
               same
               Case
               as
               to
               the
               Envy
               of
               the
               Competition
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             LXXVI
             .
             A
             Dog
             in
             a
             Manger
             .
          
           
             A
             Churlish
             Envious
             Curr
             was
             gotten
             into
             a
             Manger
             ,
             and
             there
             lay
             Growling
             and
             Snarling
             to
             keep
             the
             Horses
             from
             their
             Provender
             .
             The
             Dog
             Eat
             None
             himself
             ,
             and
             yet
             rather
             Ventur'd
             the
             Starving
             his
             Own
             Carcase
             then
             he
             would
             suffer
             any
             thing
             else
             to
             be
             the
             Better
             for
             't
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Envy
               pretends
               to
               No
               Other
               Happiness
               then
               what
               it
               derives
               from
               the
               Misery
               of
               Other
               People
               ,
               and
               will
               rather
               Eate
               Nothing
               it selfe
               then
               not
               Starve
               Those
               that
               Would
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               WE
               have
               but
               too
               many
               Men
               in
               the
               World
               of
               This
               Dogs
               Humour
               ;
               that
               will
               rather
               Punish
               Themselves
               ,
               then
               not
               be
               Troublesome
               and
               Vexatious
               to
               Others
               .
               There
               's
               an
               Envy
               of
               Good
               Things
               too
               as
               well
               as
               of
               Good
               Men
               ;
               but
               This
               Fable
               is
               so
               well
               known
               that
               it
               is
               Moralliz'd
               in
               a
               Common
               Proverb
               .
            
             
               If
               some
               men
               might
               have
               their
               Wills
               the
               very
               Sun
               in
               the
               Firmament
               should
               withdraw
               his
               Light
               ,
               and
               they
               would
               submit
               to
               Live
               in
               Perpetual
               Darkness
               Themselves
               ,
               upon
               Condition
               that
               the
               rest
               of
               the
               World
               might
               do
               so
               for
               Company
               .
               Whatsoever
               their
               Neighbor
               Gets
               They
               Lose
               ,
               and
               the
               very
               Bread
               that
               One
               Eats
               makes
               T'other
               Meager
               :
               which
               is
               the
               Genuine
               Moral
               of
               the
               Fable
               .
               There
               is
               in
               this
               Malevolence
               ,
               somewhat
               of
               the
               Punishment
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               of
               the
               Spite
               ,
               of
               the
               Damn'd
               :
               They
               take
               delight
               in
               Other
               Peoples
               Miseries
               ,
               and
               at
               the
               same
               Time
               are
               their
               Own
               Tormentors
               .
               This
               Diabolical
               Envy
               is
               Detestable
               even
               in
               Private
               Persons
               ;
               but
               whenever
               the
               Governing
               Part
               of
               a
               Nation
               comes
               to
               be
               Tainted
               with
               it
               ,
               there
               's
               Nothing
               so
               Sacred
               that
               a
               Corrupt
               Supercilious
               Ill
               Natur'd
               Minister
               will
               not
               sacrifice
               to
               This
               Execrable
               Passion
               .
               No
               Man
               should
               Eat
               ,
               Live
               ,
               or
               Breath
               Common
               Air
               if
               He
               could
               Hinder
               it
               .
               'T
               is
               the
               Bus'ness
               of
               his
               Life
               ,
               and
               the
               Delight
               of
               his
               Soul
               ,
               to
               Blast
               all
               sorts
               of
               Honest
               Men
               ,
               and
               not
               only
               to
               Lessen
               their
               Characters
               ,
               and
               their
               Services
               ,
               but
               to
               Range
               them
               in
               the
               Number
               of
               Publique
               Enemies
               :
               And
               he
               had
               Twenty
               times
               rather
               see
               the
               Government
               Sink
               ,
               then
               have
               it
               thought
               that
               any
               hand
               but
               his
               Own
               should
               have
               a
               Part
               of
               the
               Honour
               of
               Saving
               it
               .
               Now
               He
               that
               Betrays
               his
               Master
               for
               Envy
               ,
               will
               never
               fail
               of
               doing
               it
               for
               Mony
               :
               
               For
               the
               Gratifying
               of
               This
               Canker'd
               Malignity
               is
               but
               Another
               way
               of
               selling
               him
               ;
               Only
               the
               Spite
               is
               Antecedent
               and
               Subservient
               to
               the
               Corruption
               :
               But
               This
               Court-Envy
               is
               not
               Altogether
               the
               Envy
               of
               the
               Dog
               in
               the
               Fable
               .
               For
               there
               's
               a
               Mixture
               of
               Avarice
               and
               Interest
               in
               the
               Former
               ,
               whereas
               the
               Other
               is
               a
               Spitefull
               Malignity
               purely
               for
               Mischief-sake
               .
               The
               Dog
               will
               rather
               Starve
               himself
               then
               the
               Oxe
               shall
               Eat
               ;
               but
               the
               Courtier
               will
               be
               sure
               to
               Look
               to
               One
               whoever
               else
               goes
               to
               the
               Devil
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             LXXVII
             .
             A
             Sheep
             and
             a
             Crow
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Crow
             sat
             Chattering
             upon
             the
             Back
             of
             a
             Sheep
             ;
             Well!
             Sirrah
             says
             the
             Sheep
             ,
             You
             durst
             not
             ha
             '
             done
             This
             to
             a
             Dog.
             Why
             I
             know
             that
             says
             the
             Crow
             as
             well
             as
             You
             can
             tell
             me
             ,
             for
             I
             have
             the
             Wit
             to
             Consider
             Whom
             I
             have
             to
             do
             withall
             .
             I
             can
             be
             as
             Quiet
             as
             any
             body
             with
             Those
             that
             are
             Quarrelsome
             ,
             and
             I
             can
             be
             as
             Troublesome
             as
             Another
             too
             ,
             when
             I
             Meet
             with
             Those
             that
             will
             Take
             it
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               the
               Nature
               and
               the
               Practice
               of
               Drolls
               and
               Buffoons
               ,
               to
               be
               Insolent
               toward
               Those
               that
               will
               bear
               it
               ,
               and
               as
               Slavish
               to
               Others
               that
               are
               more
               then
               their
               Match
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               No
               New
               Thing
               for
               an
               Innocent
               Simplicity
               to
               be
               made
               the
               Sport
               of
               Bantering
               Drolls
               ,
               and
               Buffoons
               .
               This
               is
               to
               tell
               Modest
               and
               Well-Meaning
               Men
               what
               they
               are
               to
               Expect
               in
               this
               World
               ,
               and
               what
               they
               are
               to
               Trust
               to
               where
               there
               is
               not
               a
               Power
               sufficient
               to
               Repel
               Force
               by
               Force
               :
               And
               it
               serves
               further
               to
               keep
               This
               Check
               upon
               the
               Insolent
               ,
               that
               there
               are
               Others
               as
               much
               too
               Hard
               for
               Them
               ,
               as
               They
               are
               for
               Those
               that
               they
               Oppress
               .
               This
               Crow
               is
               much
               of
               the
               Humour
               of
               the
               Mobile
               .
               They
               are
               Tongue-Valiant
               't
               is
               True
               ,
               and
               as
               Bold
               as
               Hercules
               where
               they
               know
               there
               's
               No
               Danger
               ,
               but
               throw
               a
               Volly
               of
               Shot
               among
               them
               ,
               and
               they
               have
               not
               the
               Courage
               of
               so
               many
               Hares
               .
               And
               what
               is
               All
               This
               Now
               ,
               but
               according
               to
               the
               Guise
               of
               the
               World
               ,
               
                 God
                 Threatens
                 Kings
              
               ,
               (
               as
               
                 Dr.
                 Donne
              
               has
               it
               )
               
                 Kings
                 Lords
                 ,
                 as
                 Lords
                 do
                 Us.
              
               He
               that
               's
               a
               Tyrant
               over
               One
               Man
               is
               a
               Slave
               to
               Another
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             LXXVIII
             .
             A
             Camel
             Praying
             for
             Horns
             .
          
           
             IT
             stuck
             filthily
             in
             the
             Camel's
             Stomach
             ,
             that
             
               Bulls
               ,
               Stags
               ,
               Lions
               ,
               Bears
               ,
            
             and
             the
             like
             ,
             should
             be
             Armed
             with
             
               Horns
               ,
               Teeth
            
             ,
             and
             Claws
             ,
             and
             that
             a
             Creature
             of
             his
             Size
             should
             be
             left
             Naked
             and
             Defenceless
             .
             Upon
             This
             Thought
             he
             fell
             down
             upon
             his
             Mary-bones
             ,
             and
             begg'd
             of
             Iupiter
             to
             give
             him
             a
             pair
             of
             Horns
             ,
             but
             the
             Request
             was
             so
             Ridiculous
             ,
             that
             Iupiter
             ,
             instead
             of
             Horning
             him
             ,
             Order'd
             him
             to
             be
             Cropt
             ,
             and
             so
             Punish'd
             him
             with
             the
             loss
             of
             his
             Ears
             which
             Nature
             had
             Allow'd
             him
             ,
             for
             being
             so
             Unreasonable
             as
             to
             Ask
             for
             Horns
             ,
             that
             Providence
             never
             intended
             him
             .
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             LXXIX
             .
             A
             Fox
             and
             a
             Hare
             to
             Iupiter
             .
          
           
             A
             Fox
             and
             a
             Hare
             Presented
             a
             Petition
             to
             Iupiter
             .
             The
             Fox
             pray'd
             for
             the
             Hares
             Swiftness
             of
             Foot
             ,
             and
             the
             Hare
             for
             the
             Fox's
             Craft
             ,
             and
             Wilyness
             of
             Address
             .
             Iupiter
             told
             them
             ,
             that
             since
             every
             Creature
             had
             some
             Advantage
             or
             Other
             Peculiar
             to
             it self
             ,
             it
             would
             not
             stand
             with
             Divine
             Justice
             ,
             that
             had
             provided
             so
             well
             for
             Every
             One
             in
             Particular
             ,
             to
             Conferr
             All
             upon
             any
             One.
             
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             LXXX
             .
             A
             Peacock
             to
             Iuno
             .
          
           
             THE
             Peacock
             ,
             they
             say
             ,
             lay'd
             it
             Extremely
             to
             Heart
             ,
             that
             being
             
               Iuno's
               Darling-Bird
            
             ,
             he
             had
             not
             the
             Nightingale's
             Voice
             superadded
             to
             the
             Beauty
             of
             his
             own
             Plumes
             .
             Upon
             This
             Subject
             he
             Petition'd
             his
             Patroness
             ,
             who
             gave
             him
             for
             Answer
             ,
             that
             Providence
             had
             Assign'd
             Every
             Bird
             its
             Proportion
             ,
             and
             so
             bad
             him
             Content
             himself
             with
             his
             Lot.
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               of
               the
               Three
               FABLES
               above
               .
            
             
               The
               Bounties
               of
               Heaven
               are
               in
               such
               manner
               Distributed
               ,
               that
               Every
               Living
               Creature
               has
               its
               Share
               ;
               beside
               ,
               that
               to
               Desire
               Things
               against
               Nature
               ,
               is
               Effectually
               to
               Blame
               the
               very
               Author
               of
               Nature
               it self
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               IN
               These
               Three
               Fables
               ,
               is
               set
               forth
               the
               Vanity
               of
               Unnatural
               Wishes
               ,
               and
               Foolish
               Prayers
               ;
               which
               are
               not
               only
               to
               be
               Rejected
               ,
               but
               they
               deserve
               also
               to
               be
               Punish'd
               .
               Providence
               has
               made
               an
               Equal
               Distribution
               of
               Natural
               Gifts
               ,
               whereof
               each
               Creature
               severally
               has
               a
               share
               ;
               and
               it
               is
               not
               for
               This
               or
               That
               Particular
               to
               pretend
               to
               All
               :
               So
               that
               Considering
               the
               Equality
               of
               the
               Division
               ,
               No
               Creature
               has
               Cause
               ,
               either
               to
               Boast
               ,
               or
               to
               Complain
               .
               We
               are
               never
               Content
               with
               the
               Bounty
               of
               Providence
               .
               One
               would
               have
               a
               Voice
               ;
               T'other
               Gay
               Cloaths
               ;
               and
               while
               Every
               Man
               would
               have
               All
               ,
               we
               Charge
               Providence
               with
               Injustice
               for
               not
               giving
               to
               Every
               Man
               Alike
               .
               Socrates
               was
               in
               the
               Right
               in
               Saying
               ,
               That
               in
               a
               Case
               a
               Man
               were
               to
               go
               where
               he
               should
               have
               the
               Choice
               before
               him
               ,
               of
               All
               the
               Ill
               Things
               and
               All
               the
               Good
               Things
               in
               Nature
               ,
               he
               would
               come
               home
               again
               the
               same
               Man
               that
               he
               went
               out
               .
            
             
               It
               is
               to
               be
               Noted
               ,
               upon
               the
               Distribution
               of
               the
               Matter
               of
               These
               Three
               Fables
               that
               the
               Camel
               prays
               for
               Weapons
               Offensive
               ,
               and
               Defensive
               ,
               either
               for
               the
               Encount'ring
               of
               Dangers
               ,
               or
               the
               Repelling
               of
               them
               .
               The
               Fox
               and
               the
               Hare
               ,
               for
               the
               Means
               of
               Avoiding
               them
               .
               And
               the
               Peacock
               for
               a
               Voice
               ,
               answerable
               to
               his
               Beauty
               .
               And
               All
               their
               Prayers
               are
               to
               No
               Purpose
               ,
               but
               to
               the
               Reproche
               of
               the
               Petitioners
               ,
               and
               to
               the
               Confusion
               of
               Vain
               Desires
               .
               What
               is
               All
               This
               but
               an
               Appeale
               from
               Heaven
               to
               Heaven
               it self
               ;
               and
               Petitioning
               Providenee
               against
               Providence
               ,
               in
               a
               Recourse
               from
               One
               Providence
               to
               Another
               ?
               The
               Determinations
               and
               Appointments
               of
               Heaven
               are
               no
               more
               to
               be
               Disputed
               and
               Controll'd
               ,
               then
               they
               are
               to
               be
               made
               Better
               ,
               and
               Emprov'd
               ;
               And
               we
               must
               not
               Presume
               to
               Judge
               of
               the
               Goodness
               and
               Justice
               of
               Heaven
               ,
               by
               the
               Frailties
               and
               Corruptions
               of
               Flesh
               and
               Blood.
               We
               were
               not
               of
               Councel
               with
               the
               Almighty
               ,
               either
               in
               the
               Making
               ,
               or
               in
               the
               Regulating
               of
               the
               World
               ,
               and
               we
               have
               no
               more
               Right
               to
               Advise
               him
               in
               the
               Governing
               of
               it
               .
               The
               Power
               ,
               in
               fine
               ,
               that
               Rules
               in
               the
               Nature
               of
               Things
               is
               no
               other
               then
               a
               Divine
               Influence
               .
            
             
               Why
               should
               not
               the
               Nightingale
               Envy
               the
               
                 Peacock's
                 Train
              
               as
               well
               as
               the
               Peacock
               Envy
               the
               
                 Nightingale's
                 Note
              
               ?
               And
               why
               should
               not
               All
               the
               Works
               of
               the
               Creation
               Expostulate
               at
               the
               same
               Rate
               ,
               and
               upon
               the
               same
               Grounds
               ?
               Why
               has
               not
               Man
               the
               Wings
               of
               an
               Eagle
               to
               carry
               him
               from
               Danger
               ,
               or
               to
               satisfie
               his
               Curiosity
               what
               the
               World
               's
               a
               doing
               ?
               Why
               has
               he
               not
               the
               Sagacity
               of
               a
               Dog
               ,
               the
               Paw
               of
               a
               Lyon
               ;
               The
               Teeth
               of
               a
               Leopard
               ;
               The
               Heeles
               of
               a
               Courser
               ,
               and
               the
               like
               ?
               And
               have
               not
               Brute
               Animals
               the
               same
               Equity
               of
               Complaint
               on
               the
               Other
               Hand
               ,
               for
               want
               of
               the
               Faculties
               and
               Advantages
               ,
               Intellectual
               ,
               and
               Moral
               of
               Mankind
               ?
               So
               that
               here
               's
               a
               Civil
               War
               that
               runs
               thorough
               All
               the
               Parts
               of
               the
               Universe
               ,
               where
               Nothing
               is
               pleased
               with
               it's
               Own
               Lot
               ;
               And
               no
               Remedy
               at
               last
               ;
               but
               by
               New
               Moulding
               the
               World
               over
               again
               .
               This
               Inordinate
               Appetite
               has
               been
               the
               Overthrow
               of
               many
               a
               Kingdom
               ,
               Family
               and
               Commonwealth
               .
            
             
               To
               Ask
               Impossibilities
               ,
               in
               fine
               ,
               is
               Ridiculous
               ,
               and
               to
               Ask
               Things
               Unnatural
               is
               Impious
               ;
               for
               to
               take
               upon
               us
               to
               Blame
               ,
               or
               Mend
               the
               Works
               of
               Providence
               ,
               is
               to
               suppose
               the
               Divine
               Wisdom
               lyable
               to
               Miscarriages
               and
               Mistakes
               .
               These
               Mutterings
               are
               Foolish
               also
               ,
               even
               to
               the
               Degree
               of
               Madness
               it self
               ;
               for
               there
               's
               no
               Thought
               or
               Possibility
               of
               Relief
               in
               the
               Case
               .
               Such
               as
               we
               Are
               God
               has
               made
               Us
               :
               our
               Post
               and
               our
               Station
               is
               appointed
               us
               ,
               and
               the
               Decree
               is
               not
               to
               be
               Revers'd
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             LXXXI
             .
             An
             
               Old
               Weazle
            
             and
             Mice
             .
          
           
             AN
             
               Old
               Weazle
            
             that
             was
             now
             almost
             past
             Mousing
             ,
             try'd
             what
             she
             could
             do
             by
             her
             Wits
             ,
             when
             she
             found
             she
             could
             live
             no
             longer
             upon
             the
             Square
             ,
             and
             so
             Conveys
             her self
             into
             a
             Meal-Tub
             for
             the
             Mice
             to
             come
             to
             Her
             ,
             since
             she
             could
             not
             go
             to
             Them.
             They
             came
             thick
             and
             threefold
             for
             a
             time
             ,
             as
             she
             expected
             they
             should
             ,
             till
             at
             last
             ,
             One
             Experienc'd
             Stager
             that
             had
             Baffled
             Twenty
             Traps
             and
             Tricks
             Before
             ,
             Discover'd
             the
             Plot
             ,
             and
             quite
             Spoyl'd
             the
             Jest.
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Want
               of
               Force
               ,
               Strength
               ,
               and
               Other
               Abilities
               to
               Compass
               our
               Ends
               must
               be
               Supply'd
               by
               Industry
               and
               Invention
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               KNAVES
               live
               as
               Naturally
               upon
               Fools
               ,
               as
               Spiders
               do
               upon
               Flyes
               ,
               and
               the
               Want
               of
               Downright
               Force
               must
               be
               suppy'd
               by
               Art.
               But
               Time
               that
               Discovers
               the
               Truth
               of
               Things
               ,
               lays
               open
               Frauds
               too
               and
               Double
               Dealings
               ;
               and
               after
               that
               Discovery
               ,
               there
               's
               No
               Passing
               the
               same
               Trick
               upon
               the
               Mice
               and
               Rats
               here
               over
               again
               .
               A
               Body
               would
               think
               now
               that
               Reasonable
               Creatures
               should
               at
               least
               have
               the
               Wit
               of
               Vermine
               ,
               and
               not
               run
               their
               Necks
               over
               and
               over
               into
               the
               same
               Noose
               :
               But
               in
               Despite
               of
               Claps
               and
               Surfeits
               ,
               Men
               we
               see
               will
               be
               Whoring
               and
               Fuddling-on
               still
               .
               And
               the
               same
               Baite
               of
               Liberty
               and
               Property
               will
               serve
               for
               the
               Common
               People
               
                 in
                 saecula
                 saeculorum
              
               ,
               Even
               after
               they
               have
               been
               Choak'd
               ,
               Begger'd
               ,
               and
               Poyson'd
               with
               it
               five
               Hundred
               times
               before
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             LXXXII
             .
             An
             
               Old
               Tree
            
             Transplanted
             .
          
           
             A
             Certain
             Farmer
             had
             One
             Choice
             Apple-Tree
             in
             his
             Orchard
             that
             he
             Valu'd
             above
             all
             the
             rest
             ,
             and
             he
             made
             his
             Landlord
             Every
             Year
             a
             Present
             of
             the
             Fruit
             on
             't
             .
             He
             lik'd
             the
             Apples
             so
             very
             well
             ,
             that
             Nothing
             would
             serve
             Him
             but
             Transplanting
             the
             Tree
             into
             his
             Own
             Grounds
             .
             It
             Witherd
             presently
             upon
             the
             Removal
             ,
             and
             so
             there
             was
             an
             end
             of
             both
             Fruit
             and
             Tree
             together
             .
             The
             News
             was
             no
             sooner
             brought
             to
             the
             Landlord
             ,
             but
             he
             brake
             out
             into
             This
             Reflexion
             upon
             it
             :
             This
             comes
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             of
             Transplanting
             an
             
               Old
               Tree
            
             ,
             to
             Gratifie
             an
             Extravagant
             
             Appetite
             :
             Whereas
             if
             I
             could
             have
             Contented
             my self
             with
             the
             Fruit
             ,
             and
             left
             my
             Tenant
             the
             Tree
             still
             ,
             All
             had
             been
             Well
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Nature
               has
               her
               Certain
               Methods
               and
               Seasons
               for
               the
               Doing
               of
               Every
               Thing
               ,
               and
               there
               must
               be
               no
               Trying
               of
               Experiments
               to
               put
               her
               out
               of
               her
               Course
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE'
               's
               No
               forcing
               Nature
               against
               her
               Biass
               ,
               or
               Inverting
               the
               Methods
               of
               Providence
               .
               Irregular
               Desires
               and
               Unreasonable
               Undertakings
               must
               expect
               to
               meet
               with
               Disappointments
               .
               There
               's
               a
               Proper
               Time
               for
               All
               Things
               ,
               and
               Nothing
               succeeds
               well
               ,
               but
               what
               's
               done
               in
               Season
               .
               And
               This
               is
               not
               the
               Only
               Case
               neither
               ,
               where
               an
               Extravagant
               Appetite
               ;
               or
               Humour
               makes
               People
               forget
               the
               Methods
               of
               Decency
               and
               Reason
               .
               As
               in
               
                 Unequal
                 Matches
              
               for
               the
               Purpose
               :
               For
               Marrying
               is
               but
               a
               kind
               of
               Transplanting
               ,
               and
               an
               
                 Old
                 Fellow
              
               with
               a
               
                 Young
                 Wench
              
               ,
               may
               very
               well
               pass
               for
               a
               Counterpart
               of
               This
               Fable
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             LXXXIII
             .
             A
             Fox
             and
             a
             Goat
             .
          
           
             A
             Fox
             and
             a
             Goat
             went
             down
             by
             Consent
             into
             a
             Well
             to
             Drink
             ,
             and
             when
             they
             had
             Quench'd
             their
             Thirst
             ,
             the
             Goat
             fell
             to
             Hunting
             up
             and
             down
             which
             way
             to
             get
             back
             again
             .
             Oh!
             says
             Reynard
             ,
             Never
             Trouble
             your
             Head
             how
             to
             get
             back
             ,
             but
             leave
             That
             to
             Me.
             Do
             but
             You
             Raise
             your self
             upon
             your
             Hinder
             Legs
             with
             your
             Fore-Feet
             Close
             to
             the
             Wall
             ,
             and
             then
             stretch
             out
             your
             Head
             :
             I
             can
             Easily
             Whip
             up
             to
             your
             Horns
             ,
             and
             so
             out
             of
             the
             Well
             ,
             and
             Draw
             you
             after
             me
             .
             The
             Goat
             puts
             himself
             in
             Posture
             immediately
             as
             he
             was
             directed
             ,
             gives
             the
             Fox
             a
             Lift
             ,
             and
             so
             Out
             he
             Springs
             ;
             but
             Reynard's
             Bus'ness
             was
             now
             only
             to
             make
             Sport
             with
             his
             Companion
             instead
             of
             Helping
             him
             .
             Some
             Hard
             Words
             the
             Goat
             gave
             him
             ,
             but
             the
             Fox
             puts
             off
             all
             with
             a
             Jest.
             If
             you
             had
             but
             half
             so
             much
             Brains
             as
             you
             have
             Beard
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             you
             would
             have
             bethought
             your self
             how
             to
             get
             up
             again
             before
             you
             went
             down
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               A
               Wise
               Man
               will
               Debate
               Every
               Thing
               Pro
               and
               Con
               before
               he
               comes
               to
               Fix
               upon
               any
               Resolution
               .
               He
               leaves
               Nothing
               to
               Chance
               more
               than
               Needs
               must
               .
               There
               must
               be
               No
               Bantering
               out
               of
               Season
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               IT
               is
               Wisdom
               to
               Consider
               the
               End
               of
               Things
               before
               we
               Embarque
               ,
               and
               to
               Forecast
               Consequences
               .
               It
               is
               also
               to
               be
               Expected
               that
               Men
               in
               Distress
               will
               look
               to
               themselves
               in
               the
               First
               Place
               ,
               and
               leave
               their
               Companions
               to
               Shift
               as
               well
               as
               they
               can
               .
               When
               a
               Knave
               ,
               and
               an
               Honest
               Man
               happen
               to
               be
               Embarqu'd
               together
               in
               the
               same
               Common
               Interest
               ,
               the
               Sharper
               will
               be
               sure
               ,
               if
               ever
               it
               comes
               to
               a
               Pinch
               ,
               to
               shift
               for
               Himself
               ;
               and
               leave
               T'other
               in
               the
               Lurch
               .
               It
               is
               the
               way
               of
               the
               World
               for
               Men
               to
               Abandon
               their
               Benefactors
               ,
               and
               to
               make
               sport
               with
               Those
               that
               Rais'd
               them
               .
               This
               was
               the
               Trick
               ,
               that
               the
               Fox
               serv'd
               the
               Goat
               here
               in
               the
               Well
               ;
               to
               shew
               us
               that
               He
               that
               Helps
               Another
               out
               at
               a
               Plunge
               ,
               runs
               the
               Risque
               of
               being
               left
               in
               the
               Mire
               himself
               .
               No
               Matter
               for
               the
               Morality
               of
               the
               Thing
               ,
               so
               long
               as
               it
               is
               the
               Fashion
               ;
               And
               that
               He
               that
               Advances
               himself
               upon
               the
               Ruine
               of
               Another
               gets
               the
               Reputation
               of
               a
               Man
               of
               Art
               ,
               and
               Address
               .
               The
               Facility
               ,
               in
               fine
               ,
               and
               the
               Simplicity
               of
               the
               Goat
               ,
               shews
               us
               what
               an
               Honest
               Man
               is
               to
               Trust
               to
               that
               keeps
               a
               Knave
               company
               .
            
             
               We
               find
               in
               This
               Fox
               ,
               the
               Roguery
               ,
               the
               Invention
               ,
               and
               the
               Wilyness
               of
               the
               Crafty
               People
               we
               meet
               with
               Abroad
               ,
               and
               a
               Lively
               Image
               of
               the
               Faith
               ,
               Friendship
               ,
               Good
               Nature
               ,
               and
               Justice
               that
               we
               are
               to
               Expect
               from
               them
               .
               We
               cannot
               therefore
               keep
               too
               strict
               an
               Eye
               upon
               the
               Life
               and
               Conversation
               of
               Those
               we
               have
               to
               do
               withall
               .
               If
               they
               be
               Men
               of
               Fraud
               ,
               they
               'll
               never
               stick
               at
               bringing
               their
               Friends
               and
               Companions
               into
               Dangers
               ,
               Losses
               ,
               and
               Inconveniences
               ;
               Scoure
               off
               themselves
               ,
               and
               leave
               Those
               that
               Trust
               them
               to
               pay
               the
               Reck'ning
               .
               But
               ,
               in
               a
               Word
               ,
               This
               Application
               extends
               to
               Men
               of
               Trick
               and
               Design
               of
               All
               Sorts
               ;
               let
               it
               be
               in
               Pleasure
               ,
               Fortune
               ,
               Pride
               ,
               Envy
               ,
               Vain-Glory
               ,
               Trade
               ,
               Law
               ,
               Marriages
               ,
               Quarrels
               ,
               Travels
               ,
               Ambition
               ,
               &c.
               
               Wherefore
               it
               Behoves
               us
               to
               
                 Look
                 before
                 we
                 Leape
              
               ,
               and
               in
               Case
               of
               the
               Worst
               that
               can
               befall
               us
               ,
               to
               secure
               an
               After-Game
               .
               The
               Want
               of
               this
               Foresight
               was
               the
               Goats
               Ruine
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             LXXXIV
             .
             Cocks
             and
             a
             Partridge
             .
          
           
             A
             Cock-Master
             bought
             a
             Partridge
             ,
             and
             turn'd
             it
             among
             his
             
               Fighting
               Cocks
            
             ,
             for
             them
             to
             Feed
             together
             .
             The
             Cocks
             beat
             the
             Partridge
             away
             from
             their
             Meat
             ,
             which
             she
             lay'd
             the
             more
             to
             Heart
             ,
             because
             it
             look'd
             like
             an
             Aversion
             to
             her
             purely
             as
             a
             Stranger
             .
             But
             the
             Partridge
             finding
             These
             very
             Cocks
             afterwards
             ,
             Cutting
             one
             Another
             to
             pieces
             ,
             she
             comforted
             her self
             with
             This
             Thought
             ,
             that
             she
             had
             no
             Reason
             to
             expect
             they
             should
             be
             Kinder
             to
             Her
             ,
             than
             they
             were
             to
             One
             Another
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               No
               Wonder
               to
               find
               Those
               People
               Troublesome
               to
               Strangers
               ,
               that
               Cannot
               Agree
               among
               Themselves
               .
               They
               Quarrel
               for
               the
               Love
               of
               Quarrelling
               ;
               and
               provided
               the
               Peace
               be
               broken
               ,
               No
               matter
               upon
               What
               Ground
               ,
               or
               with
               Whom
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE'
               's
               No
               Peace
               to
               be
               Expected
               among
               those
               that
               are
               Naturally
               Fierce
               and
               Quarrelsome
               .
               But
               we
               are
               to
               Distinguish
               however
               ,
               betwixt
               Injuries
               of
               Malice
               ,
               and
               of
               Evil
               Nature
               ,
               as
               we
               do
               betwixt
               Violences
               in
               Hot
               Bloud
               ,
               and
               Those
               of
               Deliberate
               Spite
               and
               Intention
               ;
               which
               we
               find
               in
               the
               Common
               Cases
               of
               Manslaughter
               ,
               and
               Murder
               .
               The
               Doctrine
               may
               be
               briefly
               This
               ,
               that
               so
               far
               as
               Possible
               ,
               we
               are
               to
               Avoid
               Ill
               Company
               :
               but
               where
               we
               are
               forc'd
               upon
               't
               ,
               there
               's
               No
               Remedy
               but
               Patience
               .
               The
               Cocks
               here
               Did
               but
               according
               to
               their
               Kind
               ;
               And
               it
               is
               the
               Same
               Thing
               with
               Wicked
               Men
               too
               ,
               (
               as
               Birds
               of
               the
               same
               Feather
               )
               to
               be
               Troublesome
               to
               Other
               People
               as
               well
               as
               to
               One
               Another
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             LXXXV
             .
             A
             
               Bragging
               Traveller
            
             .
          
           
             A
             
               Vain
               Fellow
            
             that
             had
             been
             abroad
             in
             the
             World
             ,
             would
             still
             be
             Tiring
             All
             Peoples
             Ears
             at
             his
             Return
             ,
             with
             Stories
             of
             his
             Wonderful
             Actions
             and
             Adventures
             in
             his
             Travels
             ;
             and
             particularly
             ,
             he
             told
             of
             a
             Leap
             he
             took
             at
             Rhodes
             ,
             that
             No
             Body
             there
             could
             come
             within
             Six
             Foot
             on
             't
             .
             Now
             This
             (
             says
             he
             )
             I
             am
             able
             to
             Prove
             by
             several
             Witnesses
             upon
             the
             Place
             .
             If
             This
             be
             True
             (
             says
             one
             of
             the
             Company
             )
             there
             's
             No
             Need
             of
             going
             to
             Rhodes
             for
             Witnesses
             :
             Do
             but
             You
             fancy
             this
             to
             be
             Rhodes
             ,
             and
             then
             shew
             us
             the
             Leape
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
            
             
               Travellers
               have
               a
               kind
               of
               Privilege
               to
               Romance
               it
               ;
               and
               to
               Tell
               Stories
               at
               large
               .
               And
               for
               Those
               that
               Doubt
               the
               Truth
               of
               the
               Matter
               ,
               they
               had
               e'en
               better
               pass
               it
               over
               than
               go
               to
               Disprove
               it
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               Foolish
               to
               Appeale
               to
               Witnesses
               for
               the
               Proofe
               of
               any
               thing
               ,
               when
               't
               is
               not
               a
               Pin
               Matter
               ,
               whether
               the
               Fact
               in
               Question
               be
               True
               or
               False
               ;
               and
               so
               it
               is
               also
               to
               talk
               of
               Proofes
               that
               are
               not
               within
               Call
               :
               But
               Vain
               Boasters
               are
               Naturally
               Impertinent
               ;
               for
               they
               Talk
               at
               Random
               ,
               without
               any
               Regard
               to
               Truth
               and
               Judgment
               .
               There
               may
               be
               a
               Double
               Use
               made
               
               of
               this
               Fable
               :
               First
               ,
               as
               a
               Dissuasive
               to
               Those
               that
               spend
               their
               Time
               in
               Idle
               Insipid
               Company
               .
               Secondly
               ,
               As
               a
               Caution
               to
               Those
               that
               are
               Tainted
               with
               this
               Levity
               ,
               not
               to
               make
               Themselves
               Ridiculous
               any
               longer
               .
               Nature
               has
               Written
               Fool
               upon
               the
               Tip
               of
               That
               Man's
               Tongue
               that
               will
               always
               be
               telling
               Stories
               with
               an
               [
               
                 I
                 did
                 This
              
               ,
               ]
               and
               [
               
                 I
                 sayd
                 That
              
               .
               ]
               Travellers
               ,
               they
               say
               ,
               may
               lye
               by
               Authority
               ;
               and
               yet
               our
               Travellers
               Privilege
               here
               was
               not
               sufficient
               to
               Protect
               him
               in
               his
               Vanity
               from
               making
               Sport
               to
               the
               Company
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             LXXXVI
             .
             An
             Impostor
             to
             the
             Oracle
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             certain
             
               Bantering
               Droll
            
             that
             took
             a
             Journey
             to
             Delphos
             ,
             a
             purpose
             to
             try
             if
             he
             could
             put
             a
             Trick
             upon
             Apollo
             .
             He
             carry'd
             a
             Sparrow
             in
             his
             Hand
             under
             his
             Coat
             ,
             and
             told
             the
             God
             ,
             
               I
               have
               somewhat
               in
               my
               Hand
               ,
            
             says
             he
             ,
             
               Is
               it
               Dead
               or
               Living
            
             ?
             If
             the
             Oracle
             should
             say
             't
             was
             Dead
             ,
             he
             could
             shew
             it
             Alive
             ;
             If
             Living
             ,
             't
             was
             but
             squeezing
             it
             ,
             and
             then
             't
             was
             Dead
             .
             Now
             He
             that
             saw
             the
             Malice
             of
             his
             Heart
             gave
             him
             this
             Answer
             :
             It
             shall
             e'en
             be
             which
             of
             the
             Two
             you
             please
             ;
             for
             't
             is
             in
             Your
             Choice
             to
             have
             it
             either
             the
             One
             or
             the
             Other
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Presumption
               leades
               People
               to
               Infidelity
               in
               a
               Trice
               ,
               and
               so
               by
               Insensible
               Degrees
               to
               Atheism
               :
               for
               when
               Men
               have
               once
               cast
               off
               a
               Reverence
               for
               Religion
               ,
               they
               are
               come
               within
               One
               Step
               of
               Laughing
               at
               it
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Points
               at
               the
               Folly
               and
               Wickedness
               of
               Those
               Men
               that
               think
               to
               play
               Fast
               and
               Loose
               with
               God
               Almighty
               ,
               who
               sees
               the
               very
               Thoughts
               of
               our
               Hearts
               .
               This
               way
               of
               Fooling
               in
               Holy
               Things
               is
               much
               a
               Bolder
               sort
               of
               Impiety
               ,
               then
               it
               is
               commonly
               Taken
               for
               .
               He
               that
               pretends
               to
               Doubt
               of
               an
               All-knowing
               Power
               ,
               has
               as
               much
               Right
               to
               Doubt
               of
               an
               Allmighty
               Power
               too
               ,
               and
               the
               bringing
               of
               One
               Attribute
               in
               Question
               ,
               Opens
               the
               Way
               to
               a
               Diffidence
               of
               all
               the
               Rest.
               It
               would
               prevent
               a
               great
               Deal
               of
               Wickedness
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               if
               Men
               would
               but
               Live
               and
               Act
               in
               Religious
               Matters
               ,
               so
               as
               to
               Own
               ,
               and
               to
               Recognize
               the
               Force
               ,
               and
               Awe
               of
               a
               Deity
               in
               their
               Practices
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               in
               their
               Words
               :
               But
               when
               they
               come
               to
               Querying
               and
               Riddling
               upon
               't
               ,
               with
               an
               [
               If
               it
               be
               so
               and
               so
               ;
               ]
               The
               Scandal
               of
               the
               Supposition
               is
               not
               to
               be
               Borne
               ;
               for
               such
               a
               way
               of
               Seeming
               to
               Affirm
               a
               Thing
               ,
               is
               but
               one
               Remove
               from
               a
               Flat
               Denyal
               of
               it
               .
               Such
               was
               the
               Impostors
               Question
               here
               to
               the
               Oracle
               :
               which
               Implyes
               both
               the
               Doubt
               of
               a
               
                 Divine
                 Omniscience
              
               ,
               and
               a
               Curiosity
               to
               Discover
               the
               Truth
               of
               the
               Matter
               ,
               with
               a
               Banter
               at
               the
               End
               on
               't
               ;
               and
               so
               makes
               it
               a
               consummated
               Wickedness
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             LXXXVII
             .
             A
             Woman
             and
             a
             
               Fat
               Hen.
            
             
          
           
             A
             
               Good
               Woman
            
             had
             a
             Hen
             that
             laid
             her
             Every
             Day
             an
             Egg.
             Now
             she
             fancy'd
             to
             her selfe
             ,
             that
             upon
             a
             Larger
             Allowance
             of
             Corn
             ,
             This
             Hen
             might
             be
             brought
             in
             time
             to
             lay
             twice
             a
             day
             .
             She
             Try'd
             the
             Experiment
             ;
             but
             the
             Hen
             grew
             Fat
             upon
             't
             ,
             and
             gave
             quite
             over
             Laying
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               He
               that
               has
               a
               Great
               Deal
               already
               ,
               and
               would
               have
               More
               ,
               will
               never
               think
               he
               has
               enough'till
               he
               has
               All
               ;
               and
               That
               's
               Impossible
               :
               wherefore
               we
               should
               set
               Bounds
               to
               our
               Desires
               ,
               and
               Content
               our Selves
               when
               we
               are
               Well
               ,
               for
               fear
               of
               Losing
               what
               we
               had
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               HERE'
               's
               a
               Figure
               of
               the
               Folly
               ,
               and
               the
               Mischief
               of
               Vain
               Desires
               ,
               and
               an
               Immoderate
               Love
               of
               Riches
               .
               Covetousness
               is
               enough
               to
               make
               the
               Master
               of
               the
               World
               as
               Poor
               as
               He
               that
               has
               just
               Nothing
               ;
               for
               a
               Man
               may
               be
               brought
               to
               a
               Morsel
               of
               Bread
               ,
               by
               Griping
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               by
               Profusion
               .
               'T
               is
               a
               Madness
               for
               a
               Body
               that
               has
               enough
               already
               ,
               to
               Hazard
               All
               for
               the
               Getting
               of
               More
               ,
               and
               then
               upon
               the
               Miscarriage
               to
               leave
               himself
               Nothing
               .
               This
               was
               the
               Woman's
               Case
               and
               Fault
               here
               .
               In
               Few
               Words
               ,
               there
               's
               a
               Just
               Medium
               betwixt
               Eating
               too
               much
               ,
               and
               too
               Little
               ;
               and
               this
               Dame
               had
               Undoubtedly
               Hit
               upon
               't
               ,
               when
               the
               Matter
               was
               so
               Order'd
               ,
               that
               the
               Hen
               brought
               her
               Every
               Day
               an
               Egg.
               But
               when
               she
               came
               to
               Enlarge
               the
               Hens
               Allowance
               for
               her
               own
               Profit
               ,
               upon
               an
               Opinion
               that
               more
               Corn
               would
               Produce
               more
               Eggs
               ,
               her
               Avarice
               Misled
               her
               into
               a
               Disappointment
               ,
               which
               was
               both
               a
               Judgment
               upon
               the
               Sin
               in
               the
               Loss
               of
               what
               she
               had
               before
               ,
               and
               an
               Error
               in
               the
               very
               Point
               of
               Manage
               ,
               and
               Good
               Huswiv'ry
               ;
               for
               Repletion
               Obstructs
               the
               most
               Necessary
               Offices
               of
               Nature
               ,
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             LXXXVIII
             .
             A
             Man
             Bit
             by
             a
             Dog.
             
          
           
             ONE
             that
             was
             Bitten
             by
             a
             Dog
             ,
             was
             Advis'd
             ,
             as
             the
             Best
             Remedy
             in
             the
             World
             ,
             to
             Dip
             a
             Piece
             of
             Bread
             in
             the
             Bloud
             of
             the
             Wound
             ,
             and
             give
             it
             the
             Dog
             to
             Eate
             .
             [
             Pray
             hold
             Your
             Hand
             a
             little
             (
             says
             the
             Man
             )
             unless
             y
             'ave
             a
             mind
             to
             Draw
             All
             the
             Dogs
             in
             the
             Town
             upon
             me
             ;
             For
             That
             will
             Certainly
             be
             the
             End
             on
             't
             ,
             when
             they
             shall
             find
             themselves
             Rewarded
             instead
             of
             Punish'd
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Good
               Nature
               is
               a
               Great
               Misfortune
               ,
               where
               it
               is
               not
               Manag'd
               with
               Prudence
               .
               Christian
               Charity
               ,
               't
               is
               true
               ,
               bids
               us
               return
               Good
               for
               Evil
               ;
               but
               it
               does
               not
               Oblige
               us
               yet
               to
               Reward
               where
               we
               should
               Punish
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               is
               to
               Enform
               us
               ,
               that
               Wicked
               and
               Ill-Natur'd
               Men
               are
               not
               to
               be
               Oblig'd
               by
               Kindnesses
               ,
               Especially
               when
               they
               find
               they
               may
               be
               the
               better
               for
               Insolence
               ;
               for
               at
               That
               Rate
               ,
               he
               that
               Rewards
               Past
               Affronts
               ,
               Draws
               On
               ,
               and
               Encourages
               New
               Ones
               .
               There
               are
               Churlish
               Currs
               in
               the
               Moral
               as
               well
               as
               in
               the
               Fable
               ,
               and
               we
               are
               here
               taught
               how
               to
               Behave
               our selves
               upon
               the
               Biting
               of
               All
               Manner
               of
               Dogs
               .
               Under
               the
               Rule
               and
               Correction
               of
               This
               Allegory
               ,
               we
               may
               reckon
               Calumny
               ,
               Slander
               ,
               and
               Detraction
               in
               any
               Form
               or
               Figure
               whatsoever
               ,
               and
               all
               Manner
               of
               Affronts
               and
               Indignities
               upon
               our
               Good
               Names
               ,
               or
               our
               Persons
               .
               There
               may
               be
               Place
               in
               All
               These
               Cases
               for
               a
               Generous
               Charity
               to
               Forgive
               Offences
               ,
               even
               of
               the
               Highest
               Ingratitude
               and
               Malice
               ;
               But
               it
               is
               not
               Advisable
               to
               Reward
               where
               Men
               have
               the
               Tenderness
               not
               to
               Punish
               .
               This
               way
               of
               Proceeding
               is
               Dangerous
               in
               All
               the
               Affairs
               Publique
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               Private
               ,
               of
               Humane
               Life
               ;
               for
               't
               is
               a
               Temptation
               to
               Villany
               ,
               when
               People
               .
               when
               a
               Man
               fares
               the
               Better
               for
               Evil
               Doing
               .
               Ill
               Nature
               ,
               in
               fine
               ,
               is
               not
               to
               be
               Cur'd
               with
               a
               Sop
               ;
               but
               on
               the
               contrary
               ,
               Quarrelsome
               Men
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               Quarrelsome
               Currs
               are
               worse
               for
               fair
               Usage
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             LXXXIX
             .
             A
             
               Hunted
               Bever
            
             .
          
           
             THE
             Bever
             is
             a
             kind
             of
             an
             Amphibious
             Creature
             ,
             but
             he
             lives
             Mostly
             in
             the
             Water
             .
             His
             Stones
             ,
             they
             say
             ,
             are
             Med'cinal
             ;
             and
             it
             is
             principally
             for
             Their
             Sake
             he
             knows
             ,
             that
             People
             seek
             his
             Life
             ;
             and
             therefore
             when
             he
             finds
             himself
             Hard
             Pinch'd
             ,
             he
             Bites
             'em
             off
             ,
             and
             by
             leaving
             Them
             to
             his
             Pursuers
             ,
             he
             Saves
             Himself
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               When
               a
               greater
               Interest
               is
               at
               Stake
               ,
               't
               is
               a
               Warrantable
               Point
               of
               Honour
               and
               Discretion
               ,
               to
               compound
               the
               Hazzard
               ,
               by
               parting
               with
               the
               Less
               ;
               provided
               ,
               that
               while
               we
               Quit
               the
               One
               ,
               we
               may
               save
               the
               Other
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               WE
               find
               This
               Doctrine
               and
               Practice
               to
               be
               Verify'd
               in
               State-Chaces
               ,
               as
               as
               well
               as
               in
               Those
               of
               the
               Woods
               ;
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               where
               it
               is
               made
               a
               Crime
               to
               be
               Rich
               ,
               and
               where
               Men
               are
               forc'd
               to
               lay
               Violent
               Hands
               on
               Themselves
               ,
               to
               be
               Safe
               and
               Quiet
               ;
               and
               with
               the
               Bever
               here
               ,
               to
               compound
               with
               their
               Nutmegs
               to
               save
               their
               Lives
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             XC
             .
             A
             Thunny
             and
             a
             Dolphin
             .
          
           
             A
             Thunny
             gave
             Chace
             to
             a
             Dolphin
             ;
             and
             when
             he
             was
             just
             ready
             to
             seize
             him
             ,
             the
             Thunny
             struck
             before
             he
             was
             aware
             ,
             and
             the
             Dolphin
             ,
             in
             the
             Eagerness
             of
             his
             Pursuit
             ,
             ran
             himself
             a
             ground
             with
             him
             .
             They
             were
             Both
             Lost
             ;
             but
             the
             Thunny
             kept
             his
             Eye
             still
             upon
             the
             Dolphin
             ,
             and
             Observing
             him
             when
             he
             was
             Just
             at
             Last
             Gasp
             :
             Well
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             the
             Thought
             of
             Death
             is
             now
             Easy
             to
             me
             ,
             so
             long
             as
             I
             see
             my
             Enemy
             go
             for
             Company
             .
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             XCI
             .
             
               Two
               Enemies
            
             at
             Sea.
             
          
           
             THere
             were
             
               Two
               Enemies
               at
               Sea
            
             in
             the
             same
             Vessel
             ,
             the
             One
             at
             the
             Ships
             Head
             ,
             the
             Other
             at
             the
             Stern
             .
             It
             Blew
             a
             Dreadful
             Storm
             ,
             and
             when
             the
             Vessel
             was
             just
             ready
             to
             be
             swallow'd
             up
             ,
             One
             of
             'em
             Ask'd
             the
             Master
             ,
             which
             Part
             of
             the
             ship
             would
             be
             First
             under
             Water
             ;
             so
             he
             told
             him
             the
             T'other
             End
             would
             Sink
             first
             .
             Why
             then
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             I
             shall
             have
             the
             Comfort
             of
             seeing
             my
             Enemy
             go
             before
             me
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               of
               the
               TWO
               FABLES
               above
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               a
               Wretched
               Satisfaction
               ,
               that
               a
               Revengeful
               Man
               takes
               ,
               even
               in
               the
               Losing
               of
               his
               Own
               Life
               ,
               provided
               that
               his
               Enemy
               may
               go
               for
               Company
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               is
               some
               Comfort
               in
               Company
               ,
               even
               in
               a
               State
               of
               Adversity
               .
               Society
               is
               so
               Necessary
               and
               Agreeable
               to
               Mankind
               in
               All
               Cases
               ,
               that
               Death
               is
               Certainly
               the
               More
               Uneasy
               for
               a
               Man's
               going
               alone
               into
               Another
               World
               :
               But
               the
               Consolation
               Pointed
               at
               in
               This
               Fable
               ,
               is
               That
               which
               an
               Envious
               Man
               takes
               in
               the
               Ruine
               of
               his
               Enemy
               .
               There
               is
               a
               Memorable
               Instance
               to
               This
               Purpose
               ,
               of
               a
               Gentleman
               that
               had
               an
               Estate
               for
               Lives
               ,
               and
               Two
               of
               his
               Tenants
               in
               the
               Lease
               :
               One
               of
               them
               dyes
               ,
               and
               the
               Other
               desires
               his
               Landlord
               to
               lay
               Both
               Farms
               into
               One
               ,
               and
               Accept
               of
               Him
               for
               his
               Tenant
               .
               The
               Gentleman
               fairly
               Excus'd
               Himself
               ,
               and
               away
               goes
               the
               Man
               in
               a
               Rage
               to
               his
               Wife
               ;
               Told
               her
               how
               it
               was
               ,
               and
               Swore
               a
               Great
               Oath
               ,
               that
               he
               would
               be
               Reveng'd
               of
               his
               Landlord
               .
               This
               was
               in
               Harvest
               Time
               ,
               and
               he
               went
               out
               next
               day
               to
               his
               Reapers
               ,
               but
               stay'd
               so
               long
               ,
               that
               his
               Wife
               sent
               up
               and
               down
               to
               look
               after
               him
               .
               To
               shorten
               the
               Story
               ,
               they
               found
               him
               at
               last
               in
               a
               Ditch
               ,
               
               Vomiting
               his
               Heart
               out
               .
               The
               Man
               ,
               it
               seems
               ,
               had
               Poyson'd
               himself
               ,
               and
               the
               Revenge
               upon
               his
               Landlord
               was
               the
               Defeating
               him
               of
               his
               Estate
               by
               Destroying
               the
               Last
               Life
               in
               his
               Lease
               .
               In
               One
               Word
               ,
               Revenge
               stops
               at
               Nothing
               that
               's
               Violent
               and
               Wicked
               .
               It
               Divides
               the
               Dearest
               Friends
               ;
               Embroils
               Governments
               ,
               and
               Tears
               Families
               to
               pieces
               .
               But
               to
               say
               no
               more
               on
               't
               ,
               The
               Histories
               of
               All
               Ages
               are
               full
               of
               the
               Tragical
               Outrages
               that
               have
               been
               Executed
               by
               this
               Diabolical
               Passion
               :
               beside
               ,
               that
               it
               hardens
               People
               into
               a
               Brutall
               Contempt
               of
               Death
               ,
               (
               as
               in
               the
               Fables
               above
               )
               where
               they
               may
               but
               see
               their
               Enemies
               fall
               for
               Company
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             XCII
             .
             A
             Fortune-Teller
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             kind
             of
             a
             
               Petty
               Conjurer
            
             ,
             that
             made
             it
             his
             Profession
             to
             Resolve
             Questions
             ,
             and
             tell
             Fortunes
             ,
             and
             he
             held
             forth
             in
             the
             Market-Place
             .
             Word
             was
             brought
             him
             ,
             in
             the
             very
             Middle
             of
             his
             Schemes
             and
             Calculations
             ,
             that
             his
             House
             was
             Robb'd
             ;
             and
             so
             away
             he
             scours
             immediately
             to
             learn
             the
             Truth
             on
             't
             .
             As
             he
             was
             running
             home
             in
             All
             Haste
             ,
             a
             Droll
             takes
             him
             up
             by
             the
             Way
             ,
             with
             this
             short
             Question
             .
             Friend
             (
             says
             he
             )
             How
             come
             You
             to
             be
             so
             Good
             at
             telling
             Other
             Peoples
             Fortunes
             ,
             and
             Know
             so
             little
             of
             your
             Own
             ?
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             XCIII
             .
             A
             
               Cunning
               Woman
            
             .
          
           
             A
             Certain
             Dame
             that
             pass'd
             in
             the
             World
             under
             the
             Name
             of
             
               a
               Cunning
               Woman
            
             ,
             took
             upon
             her
             to
             Avert
             Divine
             Judgments
             ,
             and
             to
             Foretell
             Strange
             Things
             to
             come
             .
             She
             play'd
             the
             Counterfeit
             Witch
             so
             long
             ,
             till
             in
             the
             Conclusion
             ,
             she
             was
             Taken
             up
             ,
             Arraign'd
             ,
             Try'd
             ,
             Convicted
             ,
             Condemned
             to
             Dye
             ,
             and
             at
             last
             Executed
             for
             a
             Witch
             indeed
             .
             D'
             ye
             hear
             ,
             Good
             Woman
             (
             says
             one
             to
             her
             ,
             as
             she
             was
             upon
             the
             Way
             to
             her
             Execution
             )
             Are
             the
             Gods
             so
             much
             Easyer
             then
             the
             Judges
             ,
             that
             you
             should
             be
             Able
             to
             make
             Them
             do
             any
             Thing
             for
             ye
             ,
             and
             yet
             could
             not
             Prevail
             with
             the
             Bench
             for
             the
             Saving
             of
             your
             Own
             Life
             ?
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             XCIV
             .
             An
             Astrologer
             and
             a
             Traveller
             .
          
           
             A
             Certain
             Starr-Gazer
             had
             the
             Fortune
             ,
             in
             the
             very
             Height
             of
             his
             Celestial
             Observations
             ,
             to
             stumble
             into
             a
             Ditch
             :
             A
             sober
             Fellow
             passing
             by
             ,
             gave
             him
             a
             piece
             of
             Wholesome
             Counsel
             .
             Friend
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             Make
             a
             Right
             Use
             of
             Your
             Present
             Misfortune
             ;
             and
             pray
             ,
             for
             the
             Future
             ,
             let
             the
             Starrs
             go
             on
             quietly
             in
             their
             Courses
             ,
             and
             do
             you
             look
             a
             little
             Better
             to
             the
             Ditches
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               of
               the
               Three
               FABLES
               above
               .
            
             
               There
               needs
               no
               more
               than
               Impudence
               and
               Ignorance
               ,
               on
               the
               One
               Side
               ,
               and
               a
               Superstitious
               Credulity
               on
               the
               Other
               ,
               to
               the
               Setting
               up
               of
               a
               Fortune
               Teller
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               serves
               for
               a
               Reproof
               to
               the
               Ignorance
               and
               Confidence
               of
               
                 Figure-Flingers
                 ,
                 Starr-Gazers
              
               ,
               that
               pretend
               to
               Foretell
               the
               Fortunes
               of
               Kingdoms
               and
               States
               ,
               and
               yet
               have
               no
               Foresight
               at
               all
               in
               what
               concerns
               Themselves
               .
            
             
               The
               Moral
               of
               these
               Fables
               strikes
               upon
               rhe
               Vanity
               and
               Arrogance
               of
               Empyricks
               and
               
                 Impostors
                 Themselves
              
               ,
               and
               upon
               the
               Folly
               of
               the
               Fond
               Believers
               of
               them
               .
               The
               Caution
               holds
               also
               against
               Unlawful
               Curiosities
               ;
               Sickly
               ,
               and
               Superstitious
               Fancyes
               and
               Dreams
               ;
               Fore-bodings
               of
               Ill
               Luck
               ;
               as
               the
               Crossing
               of
               a
               Hare
               ,
               the
               Spilling
               of
               Salt
               ,
               &c.
               
               This
               Humour
               ,
               let
               it
               look
               never
               so
               Little
               ,
               and
               Silly
               ,
               (
               as
               it
               passes
               many
               times
               only
               for
               Frolique
               and
               Banter
               )
               is
               One
               yet
               of
               the
               most
               Pernicious
               Snares
               in
               Humane
               Life
               ;
               when
               it
               comes
               once
               to
               get
               Possession
               ,
               and
               to
               Gain
               Credit
               ;
               Especially
               among
               Women
               and
               Children
               ,
               where
               the
               Imagination
               is
               strong
               in
               the
               One
               ,
               and
               the
               Disposition
               as
               Plyant
               as
               Wax
               for
               any
               Impression
               ,
               in
               the
               other
               .
               Wherefore
               ,
               of
               All
               Things
               in
               This
               World
               ,
               Care
               is
               to
               be
               Taken
               ,
               that
               they
               get
               not
               a
               Hankering
               after
               These
               
                 Iuggling
                 Astrologers
                 ,
                 Gypsies
                 ,
                 Wizzards
                 ,
                 Fortune-Tellers
                 ,
                 Conjurers
                 ,
                 Quacks
                 ,
                 Cunning
                 Women
                 ,
              
               &c.
               
               To
               say
               Nothing
               of
               the
               Fooleries
               of
               Fortune-Books
               ,
               and
               a
               Hundred
               other
               Vulgar
               Wayes
               of
               Enquiry
               into
               the
               Event
               of
               
                 Amours
                 ,
                 Marriages
                 ,
                 Life
                 and
                 Death
                 ,
                 Travel
                 ,
                 Play
                 ,
              
               or
               the
               like
               ;
               which
               is
               all
               but
               a
               Tincture
               of
               the
               same
               Capital
               Infirmity
               .
               If
               these
               Pretenders
               were
               not
               better
               Supported
               by
               the
               Simplicity
               ,
               and
               Devotion
               of
               the
               Inquisitive
               Fooles
               that
               Consult
               Those
               Oracles
               ,
               then
               they
               are
               by
               any
               Congruity
               of
               Premisses
               and
               Conclusion
               ;
               or
               by
               the
               Ordinary
               Way
               of
               Tracing
               Causes
               into
               their
               Effects
               ,
               the
               Trade
               would
               not
               find
               'em
               Bread
               ;
               for
               there
               's
               No
               Proportion
               at
               all
               betwixt
               the
               Meanes
               ,
               and
               the
               End.
               Not
               but
               that
               the
               Things
               they
               seem
               to
               Predict
               ,
               come
               many
               times
               to
               pass
               ;
               Yet
               still
               the
               nearer
               the
               Mark
               in
               their
               Conjectures
               ,
               the
               more
               suspicious
               is
               the
               Profession
               on
               the
               One
               Hand
               ,
               and
               the
               more
               Dangerous
               is
               the
               Credulity
               on
               the
               Other
               :
               For
               Those
               People
               that
               take
               upon
               them
               to
               Resolve
               such
               Doubts
               ,
               Scruples
               ,
               and
               Difficulties
               ,
               as
               are
               not
               to
               be
               known
               by
               any
               Natural
               Process
               of
               Reasoning
               ;
               and
               those
               Men
               that
               will
               be
               Prying
               
               by
               Unwarrantable
               ,
               and
               Forbidden
               Ways
               ,
               into
               the
               Secret
               Councels
               of
               Almighty
               God
               ,
               are
               Both
               Justly
               Punish'd
               :
               The
               One
               in
               Telling
               the
               Truth
               ,
               and
               the
               Other
               in
               Hearing
               it
               :
               for
               it
               Hardens
               the
               One
               in
               his
               Confidence
               ,
               and
               Presumption
               ,
               and
               the
               Other
               in
               his
               Curiosity
               ,
               and
               Superstition
               :
               Over
               and
               above
               the
               Feats
               that
               are
               done
               by
               Confederacy
               and
               Intelligence
               ;
               for
               how
               shall
               any
               man
               pretend
               to
               tell
               Me
               my
               Fortune
               that
               knows
               nothing
               of
               his
               Own
               ?
            
             
               There
               are
               Mountebanks
               ,
               and
               Smatterers
               also
               in
               State
               as
               well
               as
               in
               Science
               ;
               Nay
               and
               perchance
               ,
               the
               Vainer
               ,
               the
               more
               Ignorant
               ,
               and
               the
               more
               Mischievous
               of
               the
               Two
               ;
               for
               All
               These
               Fables
               are
               Moraliz'd
               in
               History
               ,
               Practice
               ,
               and
               Conversation
               ;
               and
               the
               Fiction
               ,
               Match'd
               ,
               at
               least
               ,
               if
               not
               Out-done
               ,
               in
               Matter
               of
               Fact.
               And
               These
               Ordinary
               Hocuses
               have
               been
               made
               use
               of
               in
               All
               Ages
               too
               ,
               as
               Tools
               of
               State
               ;
               sometimes
               For
               the
               Government
               ,
               Other-while
               Against
               it
               ,
               as
               the
               Occasion
               lay
               Fairest
               for
               the
               Game
               that
               was
               then
               a
               Playing
               .
               It
               goes
               a
               great
               Way
               ,
               when
               Natural
               Curiosity
               ,
               Vulgar
               Prejudice
               ,
               and
               an
               Artificial
               Application
               of
               Actives
               to
               Passives
               ,
               shall
               be
               Assisted
               with
               the
               Shams
               of
               
                 Astrological
                 Iudgments
              
               and
               Calculations
               over
               and
               above
               :
               though
               with
               our
               Conjurers
               here
               ,
               their
               Ignorance
               and
               Presumption
               lays
               them
               Open
               in
               the
               Conclusion
               to
               the
               Scorns
               and
               Contempt
               of
               the
               Common
               People
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             XCV
             .
             A
             Doctor
             and
             his
             Patient
             .
          
           
             
               PRay
               Sir
               How
               d'
               ye
               Find
               your self
               ?
            
             says
             the
             Dr.
             to
             his
             Patient
             Why
             truly
             ,
             says
             the
             Patient
             ;
             I
             have
             had
             a
             Violent
             Sweat.
             
               Oh
               the
               Best
               Sign
               in
               the
               World
            
             quoth
             the
             Dr.
             And
             then
             a
             little
             while
             after
             he
             is
             at
             it
             again
             ,
             with
             a
             
               Pray
               How
               d'
               ye
               find
               your
               Body
               ?
            
             Alas
             ,
             says
             the
             T'
             other
             ,
             I
             have
             just
             now
             such
             a
             Terrible
             Fit
             of
             Horror
             and
             Shaking
             upon
             me
             !
             
               Why
               this
               is
               all
               as
               it
               should
               be
               ,
            
             says
             the
             
               Physician
               ,
            
             .
             It
             shews
             a
             Mighty
             Strength
             of
             Nature
             .
             And
             then
             he
             comes
             over
             him
             a
             Third
             time
             with
             the
             same
             Question
             again
             ;
             Why
             I
             am
             all
             swell'd
             ,
             says
             T'
             other
             ,
             as
             if
             I
             had
             a
             Dropsy
             ;
             
               Best
               of
               All
            
             quoth
             the
             Doctor
             ,
             and
             goes
             his
             Way
             .
             Soon
             after
             This
             comes
             one
             of
             the
             Sick
             Man's
             Friends
             to
             him
             with
             the
             same
             Question
             ,
             how
             he
             felt
             himselfe
             ;
             why
             truly
             so
             Well
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             that
             I
             am
             e'en
             ready
             to
             Dye
             ,
             of
             I
             know
             not
             how
             many
             Good
             Signs
             and
             Tokens
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               A
               Death
               bed
               Flattery
               is
               the
               Worst
               of
               Treacheries
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               gives
               us
               to
               Understand
               the
               Practice
               of
               the
               World
               ,
               and
               that
               Flattery
               and
               Time-serving
               Enters
               into
               the
               most
               Solemn
               Offices
               of
               Mankind
               To
               Flatter
               Foolish
               Men
               into
               a
               Hope
               of
               Life
               where
               there
               is
               None
               at
               all
               ,
               is
               much
               the
               same
               Thing
               with
               Betraying
               people
               into
               an
               Opinion
               ,
               that
               they
               are
               in
               a
               Virtuous
               ,
               and
               a
               Happy
               State
               ,
               when
               they
               are
               Over-run
               with
               Passion
               ,
               and
               Drown'd
               in
               their
               Lusts.
               The
               One
               has
               the
               same
               Pernicious
               Effect
               upon
               our
               Minds
               ,
               that
               the
               Other
               has
               upon
               our
               Bodies
               ;
               for
               it
               makes
               us
               Careless
               of
               Both.
               There
               are
               Certain
               Decencies
               of
               Form
               ,
               and
               Civility
               ,
               't
               is
               true
               ,
               that
               purely
               regard
               Matters
               of
               Conversation
               ,
               and
               Good
               Manners
               ;
               And
               These
               Respects
               ought
               to
               be
               Preserv'd
               ;
               But
               Ceremonies
               of
               Mode
               and
               Complement
               ,
               are
               mightily
               out
               of
               Season
               ,
               when
               Life
               and
               Salvation
               come
               to
               be
               at
               Stake
               .
            
             
               It
               falls
               under
               the
               Prospect
               of
               the
               same
               Topique
               ,
               to
               Consider
               ,
               that
               Kingdoms
               and
               Common-Wealths
               have
               their
               Distempers
               ,
               Intermissions
               ,
               and
               Paroxisms
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               Natural
               Bodies
               .
               And
               that
               a
               Glavering
               Councel
               is
               as
               Dangerous
               on
               the
               One
               hand
               ,
               as
               a
               Wheedling
               Priest
               ,
               or
               a
               Flattering
               Physician
               is
               on
               the
               Other
               .
               There
               is
               hardly
               such
               Another
               Pest
               in
               a
               Community
               ,
               as
               a
               Consort
               of
               Parasites
               ,
               that
               feed
               Governours
               with
               False
               Representations
               and
               Reports
               of
               Men
               and
               of
               Things
               .
               They
               First
               Betray
               their
               Masters
               to
               Dishonour
               ,
               and
               Ruine
               ;
               and
               then
               when
               they
               find
               the
               Vessel
               Sinking
               ,
               Save
               themselves
               in
               the
               Long
               Boat.
               
                 So
                 much
                 the
                 Better
              
               ,
               quoth
               the
               
                 Doctor
                 :
                 Ay
                 ,
                 Ay
              
               ,
               (
               says
               the
               
                 Empirical
                 Statesman
                 )
                 That
                 's
                 as
                 we
                 'd
                 have
                 it
                 .
              
               When
               at
               the
               same
               time
               the
               Distemper
               is
               as
               Mortal
               to
               the
               Government
               ,
               on
               the
               One
               hand
               ,
               as
               to
               the
               Patient
               on
               the
               Other
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             XCVI
             .
             A
             Fowler
             and
             a
             Black-Bird
             .
          
           
             AS
             a
             Fowler
             was
             Bending
             his
             Net
             ,
             a
             Black-Bird
             call'd
             to
             him
             at
             a
             distance
             ,
             and
             Ask'd
             him
             what
             he
             was
             a
             doing
             .
             Why
             says
             he
             ,
             I
             am
             laying
             the
             Foundations
             of
             a
             City
             ;
             and
             so
             the
             Birdman
             drew
             out
             of
             Sight
             .
             The
             Black-Bird
             Mistrusting
             Nothing
             ,
             flew
             presently
             to
             the
             Bait
             in
             the
             Net
             ,
             and
             was
             taken
             ;
             and
             as
             the
             Man
             came
             running
             to
             lay
             hold
             of
             her
             ;
             Friend
             ,
             says
             the
             Poor
             Black-Bird
             ,
             If
             This
             be
             Your
             Way
             of
             Building
             ,
             You
             'l
             have
             but
             Few
             Inhabitants
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               is
               no
               Sham
               so
               Gross
               ,
               but
               it
               will
               pass
               upon
               a
               Weak
               Man
               that
               is
               Pragmatical
               ,
               and
               Inquisitive
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               is
               to
               Intimate
               ,
               that
               where
               Rulers
               lay
               Snares
               ,
               deal
               Falsely
               ,
               and
               Exercise
               Cruelty
               ,
               All
               goes
               to
               Wrack
               both
               Publique
               and
               Private
               .
               All
               Frauds
               are
               Cover'd
               and
               Gilded
               over
               with
               Specious
               Pretences
               ,
               and
               Men
               are
               Every
               jot
               as
               Easily
               Impos'd
               upon
               ,
               as
               Birds
               ,
               Beasts
               ,
               or
               Fishes
               ;
               while
               the
               Eagerness
               of
               our
               Appetites
               Suspends
               the
               Exercise
               of
               our
               Reason
               .
               A
               Treat
               ,
               a
               Woman
               ,
               or
               a
               Bottle
               ,
               is
               the
               same
               Thing
               to
               Us
               ,
               that
               a
               Worm
               ,
               a
               Gudgeon
               ,
               a
               Grain
               of
               Corn
               ,
               or
               a
               piece
               of
               Raw
               Flesh
               is
               to
               Those
               Animals
               .
               We
               Snap
               at
               the
               Bait
               without
               ever
               Dreaming
               of
               the
               Hook
               ,
               the
               Trap
               ,
               or
               the
               Snare
               that
               goes
               Along
               with
               it
               .
               Now
               what
               's
               the
               Difference
               betwixt
               Aesop's
               Pretext
               here
               for
               the
               Building
               of
               a
               City
               ,
               and
               the
               Cheats
               that
               we
               have
               heard
               of
               ,
               the
               Saving
               of
               a
               City
               .
               The
               Design
               was
               Destruction
               in
               Both
               ,
               and
               That
               was
               for
               the
               Event
               on
               't
               too
               .
               Religion
               ,
               Liberty
               and
               Property
               were
               the
               Bait
               :
               Nay
               the
               very
               Sound
               of
               the
               Words
               did
               the
               Bus'ness
               .
               The
               Common
               People
               will
               Chop
               like
               Trouts
               at
               an
               Artificial
               Fly
               ,
               and
               Dare
               like
               Larks
               under
               the
               Awe
               of
               a
               Painted
               Hobby
               .
               'T
               is
               with
               Men
               ,
               just
               as
               't
               is
               with
               Birds
               and
               Fishes
               ,
               There
               's
               not
               a
               Mortal
               of
               us
               that
               will
               not
               Bite
               at
               some
               Bait
               or
               other
               ,
               and
               we
               are
               caught
               as
               Sillily
               too
               ,
               as
               the
               Bird
               was
               here
               in
               the
               Net.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             XCVII
             .
             Mercury
             and
             a
             Traveller
             .
          
           
             ONe
             that
             was
             just
             Entring
             upon
             a
             Long
             Journey
             ,
             took
             up
             a
             Fancy
             of
             putting
             a
             Trick
             upon
             Mercury
             .
             He
             say'd
             him
             a
             short
             Prayer
             for
             the
             Bon-Voyage
             ,
             with
             a
             Promise
             ,
             that
             the
             God
             should
             go
             Halfe
             with
             him
             in
             whatever
             he
             found
             .
             Some
             body
             had
             lost
             a
             Bag
             of
             Dates
             and
             Almonds
             ,
             it
             seems
             ,
             and
             it
             was
             His
             Fortune
             to
             Find
             it
             .
             He
             fell
             to
             Work
             upon
             'em
             Immediately
             ,
             and
             when
             he
             had
             Eaten
             up
             the
             Kernels
             ,
             and
             All
             that
             was
             Good
             of
             them
             ,
             Himself
             ,
             he
             lay'd
             the
             Stones
             ,
             and
             the
             Shells
             upon
             an
             Altar
             ;
             and
             desir'd
             Mercury
             to
             take
             Notice
             that
             he
             had
             Perform'd
             his
             Vow
             .
             For
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             Here
             are
             the
             Outsides
             of
             the
             One
             ,
             and
             the
             Insides
             of
             the
             Other
             ,
             and
             there
             's
             the
             Moiety
             I
             Promis'd
             ye
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Men
               Talk
               as
               if
               they
               Believ'd
               in
               God
               ,
               but
               they
               Live
               as
               if
               they
               thought
               there
               were
               None
               ;
               for
               their
               very
               Prayers
               are
               Mockeries
               ,
               and
               their
               Vows
               and
               Promises
               are
               no
               more
               then
               
                 Words
                 of
                 Course
              
               ,
               which
               they
               never
               Intended
               to
               make
               Good.
               
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               is
               to
               Reprehend
               the
               False
               and
               Covetous
               Humour
               of
               Those
               that
               for
               Mony
               and
               Profit
               ,
               will
               not
               Stick
               at
               putting
               Shams
               even
               upon
               God
               Himself
               ;
               Prophaning
               his
               Altars
               ,
               and
               Ridiculing
               his
               very
               Omniscience
               and
               Power
               ,
               Here
               's
               the
               Wickedness
               of
               a
               Libertine
               Naturally
               enough
               set
               forth
               ,
               only
               the
               Punishment
               is
               Wanting
               that
               should
               have
               Completed
               the
               Moral
               .
               What
               Opinion
               have
               These
               Religious
               Banterers
               ,
               of
               the
               Divine
               Power
               and
               Justice
               ?
               Or
               what
               have
               they
               to
               say
               for
               themselves
               in
               This
               Audacious
               Habit
               of
               Mockery
               and
               Contempt
               ;
               but
               that
               
                 they
                 Believe
                 in
                 their
                 Hearts
                 that
                 there
                 is
                 No
                 God
                 ?
              
               Not
               but
               that
               more
               or
               less
               ,
               we
               are
               all
               Jugglers
               in
               Secret
               betwixt
               Heaven
               ,
               and
               our
               Own
               Souls
               :
               Only
               they
               Cover
               and
               Meditate
               Abuses
               under
               the
               Masque
               and
               Pretence
               of
               Conscience
               ,
               and
               Religion
               ;
               and
               make
               God
               Almighty
               Privy
               to
               a
               Thousand
               False
               and
               Cozening
               Contrivances
               ,
               that
               we
               keep
               as
               the
               Greatest
               Privacies
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               from
               the
               Knowledge
               of
               our
               Neighbours
               .
               Nay
               ,
               when
               we
               are
               Most
               in
               Earnest
               ,
               our
               Vows
               and
               Promises
               are
               more
               then
               Half
               Broken
               in
               the
               very
               making
               of
               them
               ;
               and
               if
               we
               can
               but
               secure
               our Selves
               a
               Retreat
               ,
               by
               some
               Cleanly
               Evasion
               ,
               Distinction
               ,
               or
               Mental
               Reservation
               ,
               it
               serves
               our
               Purpose
               e'en
               as
               Well
               as
               if
               it
               were
               a
               Casuistical
               Resolution
               .
               In
               One
               Word
               ,
               we
               find
               the
               Moral
               of
               Mercury
               and
               the
               Traveller
               in
               the
               very
               Secrets
               of
               our
               Hearts
               ,
               betwixt
               Heaven
               ,
               and
               our
               own
               Souls
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXVIII
             .
             A
             Boy
             and
             his
             Mother
             .
          
           
             A
             School-Boy
             brought
             his
             Mother
             a
             Book
             that
             he
             had
             Stoll'n
             from
             One
             of
             his
             Fellows
             .
             She
             was
             so
             far
             from
             Correcting
             him
             for
             't
             ,
             that
             she
             rather
             Encourag'd
             him
             .
             As
             he
             grew
             Bigger
             ,
             he
             would
             be
             still
             keeping
             his
             hand
             in
             Ure
             with
             somewhat
             of
             Greater
             Value
             ,
             till
             he
             came
             at
             last
             to
             be
             Taken
             in
             the
             Matter
             ,
             and
             brought
             to
             Justice
             for
             't
             .
             His
             Mother
             went
             along
             with
             him
             to
             the
             Place
             of
             Execution
             ,
             Where
             he
             got
             leave
             of
             the
             Officers
             ,
             to
             have
             a
             Word
             or
             Two
             in
             Private
             with
             her
             .
             He
             put
             his
             Mouth
             to
             her
             Ear
             ,
             and
             under
             Pretext
             of
             a
             Whisper
             ,
             Bit
             it
             Clear
             off
             .
             This
             Impious
             Unnatural
             Villany
             turn'd
             Every
             Bodies
             Heart
             against
             him
             More
             and
             More
             .
             [
             Well
             Good
             People
             (
             says
             the
             Boy
             )
             Here
             You
             see
             Me
             an
             Example
             ,
             both
             upon
             the
             Matter
             of
             Shame
             and
             of
             Punishment
             ;
             And
             it
             is
             This
             Mother
             of
             mine
             that
             has
             brought
             me
             to
             't
             ;
             for
             if
             she
             had
             but
             Whipt
             me
             soundly
             for
             the
             Book
             I
             stole
             when
             I
             was
             a
             Boy
             ,
             I
             should
             never
             have
             come
             to
             the
             Gallows
             here
             now
             I
             'm
             a
             Man.
             ]
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               We
               are
               either
               Made
               or
               Marr'd
               ,
               in
               our
               Education
               ;
               and
               Governments
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               Private
               Families
               ,
               are
               Concern'd
               in
               the
               Consequences
               of
               it
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               WICKED
               Dispositions
               should
               be
               Check'd
               betimes
               ;
               for
               when
               they
               come
               once
               to
               Habits
               ,
               they
               grow
               Incurable
               .
               More
               People
               go
               to
               the
               Gibbet
               for
               want
               of
               Timely
               Instruction
               ,
               Discipline
               ,
               and
               Correction
               ,
               then
               upon
               any
               Incurable
               Pravity
               of
               Nature
               ;
               And
               it
               is
               mightily
               the
               Fault
               of
               Parents
               ,
               Guardians
               ,
               Tutors
               and
               Governors
               ,
               that
               so
               many
               men
               Miscarry
               .
               They
               suffer
               'em
               at
               first
               to
               
                 Run-a
                 head
              
               ,
               and
               when
               Perverse
               Inclinations
               are
               Advanc'd
               once
               into
               Habits
               ,
               there
               's
               No
               Dealing
               with
               '
               em
               .
               It
               may
               seem
               somewhat
               a
               Hard
               Case
               for
               the
               Greater
               Thieves
               to
               Punish
               the
               Less
               ,
               and
               to
               see
               Publique
               Purloyners
               and
               Oppressors
               sit
               in
               Triumph
               upon
               the
               Lives
               of
               the
               Little
               Ones
               that
               go
               to
               the
               Gallows
               :
               For
               the
               Tye
               of
               Morality
               is
               the
               same
               upon
               Both
               ;
               and
               they
               Stand
               Both
               Accountable
               to
               the
               Same
               Master
               .
               But
               Time
               ,
               Power
               ,
               and
               Corruption
               ,
               give
               a
               Reputation
               to
               the
               Worst
               of
               Practices
               ,
               and
               it
               is
               no
               longer
               Oppression
               when
               it
               comes
               Gilded
               with
               the
               Name
               of
               Authority
               .
               This
               Unequal
               ,
               and
               Unreasonable
               Judgment
               of
               Things
               ,
               brings
               many
               a
               Great
               Man
               to
               the
               Stool
               of
               Repentance
               ;
               for
               when
               he
               has
               Swallow'd
               more
               then
               he
               can
               Digest
               ,
               it
               sticks
               upon
               his
               Conscience
               ,
               and
               will
               neither
               Up
               ,
               nor
               Down
               .
               Now
               in
               the
               Sight
               of
               Heaven
               ,
               the
               Greater
               the
               Temptation
               ,
               the
               Less
               is
               the
               Sin
               ;
               and
               yet
               in
               the
               Vogue
               of
               the
               World
               ,
               it
               passes
               for
               an
               Exploit
               of
               Honour
               ,
               for
               Kings
               and
               States
               to
               run
               away
               with
               Whole
               Countries
               that
               they
               have
               no
               Colour
               ,
               or
               Pretence
               to
               ;
               when
               many
               a
               poor
               Devil
               stands
               Condemn'd
               to
               a
               Halter
               ,
               or
               a
               Whipping-Post
               ,
               for
               the
               Pilfering
               of
               a
               Silver-Spoon
               perhaps
               ,
               or
               the
               Robbing
               of
               a
               Hen-Roost
               :
               Though
               the
               Former
               ,
               all
               this
               While
               ,
               has
               No
               Better
               Title
               to
               what
               he
               takes
               ,
               then
               the
               Latter
               ;
               and
               yet
               to
               see
               what
               a
               deal
               of
               Fulsome
               Flattery
               ,
               and
               Panegyrique
               we
               have
               ,
               upon
               the
               Glorious
               Atchievements
               of
               the
               One
               ;
               and
               only
               some
               
                 Smithfield
                 Ballad
              
               perchance
               ,
               or
               a
               
                 Sabbath-Breaking
                 Speech
              
               ,
               or
               Confession
               ,
               to
               Embalm
               the
               Memory
               of
               the
               Other
               .
               To
               be
               Short
               ,
               and
               Plain
               ;
               the
               Offence
               before
               God
               ,
               is
               at
               least
               as
               Great
               in
               a
               Prince
               ,
               as
               in
               a
               Begger
               ,
               and
               the
               Morality
               of
               a
               Careful
               Education
               holds
               alike
               in
               Both.
               'T
               was
               the
               Mothers
               sparing
               the
               Rod
               at
               first
               ,
               that
               brought
               the
               Child
               ,
               at
               the
               Long
               Run
               ,
               to
               the
               Halter
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             XCIX
             .
             A
             Shepherd
             turn'd
             Merchant
             .
          
           
             A
             Countryman
             was
             Feeding
             his
             Flock
             by
             the
             Sea-side
             ,
             and
             it
             was
             so
             Delicate
             a
             Fine
             Day
             ,
             that
             the
             Smoothness
             of
             the
             Water
             Tempted
             him
             to
             leave
             his
             Shepherds
             Business
             ,
             and
             set
             up
             for
             a
             Merchant
             .
             So
             that
             in
             All
             Hast
             ,
             he
             puts
             off
             his
             Stock
             ;
             Buys
             a
             
             Bargain
             of
             Figs
             ;
             gets
             his
             Freight
             abord
             ,
             and
             away
             presently
             to
             Sea.
             It
             happened
             to
             be
             very
             Foul
             Weather
             :
             So
             that
             the
             Mariners
             were
             fain
             to
             Cast
             their
             Whole
             Lading
             Over-bord
             ,
             to
             save
             Themselves
             and
             the
             Vessel
             .
             Upon
             This
             Miscarriage
             ,
             our
             New
             Merchant-Adventurer
             betook
             himself
             to
             his
             Old
             Trade
             again
             ;
             And
             it
             happen'd
             One
             Day
             ,
             as
             he
             was
             Tending
             his
             Sheep
             upon
             the
             very
             same
             Coast
             ,
             to
             be
             Just
             such
             a
             Flattering
             Tempting
             Sea
             again
             ,
             as
             That
             which
             had
             Betray'd
             him
             Before
             .
             
               Yes
               ,
               yes
            
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             
               When
               the
               Devil
               's
               Blind
               !
               You
               'd
               ha'
               some
               more
               Figs
               ,
               with
               a
               Vengeance
               ,
               Wou'd
               ye
               ?
            
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Men
               may
               be
               happy
               in
               all
               Estates
               if
               they
               will
               but
               suit
               their
               Minds
               to
               their
               Condition
               .
               A
               Shepherd
               may
               be
               as
               Easy
               in
               a
               Cottage
               ,
               as
               a
               Prince
               in
               a
               Palace
               ,
               with
               a
               Mind
               Suited
               to
               his
               Station
               ;
               but
               if
               they
               will
               be
               Launching
               out
               into
               Trade
               ,
               or
               Bus'ness
               that
               they
               do
               not
               understand
               ,
               they
               have
               nothing
               left
               them
               to
               trust
               to
               when
               they
               are
               once
               Bewilder'd
               ,
               but
               the
               Hope
               of
               some
               Kind
               Providence
               to
               put
               them
               in
               the
               Right
               Way
               Home
               again
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               AFFLICTION
               makes
               People
               Honest
               and
               Wise.
               Every
               Man
               Living
               has
               his
               Weak
               Side
               ,
               and
               no
               Mortal
               was
               ever
               yet
               so
               much
               at
               Ease
               ,
               but
               his
               Shoe
               Wrung
               him
               some
               where
               or
               Other
               ;
               or
               he
               Fancy'd
               so
               at
               least
               ,
               and
               Then
               it
               did
               so
               .
               The
               Shepherd
               would
               needs
               be
               a
               Merchant
               ;
               and
               the
               Merchant
               ,
               if
               he
               had
               succeeded
               would
               still
               have
               been
               Hankering
               after
               something
               else
               .
               His
               Levity
               was
               a
               Fault
               ,
               and
               his
               Miscarriage
               was
               a
               Judgment
               upon
               him
               for
               't
               .
               The
               saving
               of
               his
               Person
               after
               the
               Loss
               of
               his
               Goods
               was
               a
               Providential
               Mercy
               to
               him
               ;
               and
               the
               bringing
               of
               Him
               home
               to
               Himself
               again
               ,
               was
               to
               Convince
               him
               of
               his
               Error
               ,
               and
               to
               shew
               him
               ,
               that
               he
               was
               well
               at
               First
               ,
               if
               he
               could
               have
               kept
               so
               .
               He
               was
               in
               a
               State
               of
               Ease
               ,
               Peace
               ,
               Innocence
               .
               and
               Safety
               :
               And
               he
               that
               will
               Sacrifice
               all
               Those
               Blessings
               to
               a
               Restless
               Appetite
               ,
               deserves
               to
               be
               Miserable
               .
               Our
               Shepherd's
               Case
               ,
               in
               short
               here
               ,
               is
               every
               Man's
               Case
               that
               Quits
               a
               Moral
               Certainty
               for
               an
               Uncertainty
               ,
               and
               Leaps
               from
               the
               Honest
               Bus'ness
               he
               was
               brought
               up
               to
               ,
               into
               a
               Trade
               he
               has
               no
               Skill
               in
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             C.
             An
             
               Old
               Man
            
             and
             a
             Lyon.
             
          
           
             A
             Person
             of
             Quality
             dream't
             one
             Night
             that
             he
             saw
             a
             Lyon
             Kill
             his
             only
             Son
             :
             Who
             was
             ,
             it
             seems
             ,
             a
             Generous
             Cavalier
             ,
             and
             a
             Great
             Lover
             of
             the
             Chace
             .
             This
             Phansy
             ran
             in
             the
             Father's
             Head
             ,
             to
             that
             Degree
             ,
             that
             he
             Built
             his
             Son
             a
             House
             of
             Pleasure
             ,
             on
             purpose
             to
             keep
             him
             out
             of
             Harms
             Way
             ;
             and
             spar'd
             neither
             Art
             nor
             Cost
             to
             make
             it
             a
             Delicious
             Retreate
             .
             This
             
             House
             ,
             in
             short
             ,
             was
             to
             be
             the
             Young
             Man's
             Prison
             ,
             and
             the
             Father
             made
             himself
             his
             Keeper
             .
             There
             were
             a
             World
             of
             Paintings
             Every
             where
             up
             and
             down
             ,
             and
             among
             the
             Rest
             ,
             there
             was
             the
             Picture
             of
             a
             Lyon
             ;
             which
             stirred
             the
             Bloud
             of
             the
             Young
             Man
             ,
             for
             the
             Dream
             sake
             ,
             and
             to
             think
             that
             he
             should
             now
             be
             a
             Slave
             for
             the
             Phansy
             of
             such
             a
             Beast
             .
             In
             this
             Indignation
             he
             made
             a
             Blow
             at
             the
             Picture
             ;
             but
             Striking
             his
             Fist
             upon
             the
             Point
             of
             a
             Nayle
             in
             the
             Wall
             ,
             His
             Hand
             Cancerated
             ;
             he
             fell
             into
             a
             Fever
             ,
             and
             soon
             after
             Dy'd
             on
             't
             :
             So
             that
             all
             the
             Father's
             Precaution
             could
             not
             Secure
             the
             Son
             from
             the
             Fatality
             of
             Dying
             by
             a
             Lyon.
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               A
               Body
               may
               as
               well
               lay
               too
               Little
               as
               too
               much
               Stress
               upon
               a
               Dreame
               ;
               for
               some
               Dreames
               are
               Monitory
               ,
               as
               Others
               are
               only
               Complexional
               ;
               but
               upon
               the
               Main
               ,
               the
               Less
               we
               Heed
               them
               the
               Better
               ;
               for
               when
               that
               Freake
               has
               once
               taken
               Possession
               of
               a
               Fantastical
               Head
               ,
               the
               Distemper
               is
               Incurable
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               to
               no
               Purpose
               to
               think
               of
               Preventing
               ,
               or
               Diverting
               Fatalities
               :
               Especially
               where
               the
               Event
               looks
               like
               the
               Punishment
               of
               a
               Superstition
               :
               as
               it
               fares
               with
               Those
               that
               Govern
               their
               Lives
               by
               Forebodings
               and
               Dreames
               :
               or
               the
               Signs
               of
               Ill
               Luck
               ,
               as
               we
               use
               to
               say
               :
               They
               are
               still
               Anxious
               and
               Uneasie
               ,
               History
               is
               full
               of
               Examples
               to
               Illustrate
               the
               Doctrine
               of
               This
               Fable
               .
               The
               Father
               was
               to
               blame
               for
               laying
               so
               much
               Stress
               upon
               a
               Foolish
               Dream
               ,
               and
               the
               Son
               was
               Little
               less
               to
               Blame
               ,
               for
               being
               so
               much
               Transported
               at
               the
               Impression
               of
               That
               Fancy
               upon
               the
               Father
               :
               But
               they
               were
               Both
               Justly
               Punished
               however
               ,
               The
               One
               for
               his
               Passion
               ,
               and
               the
               Other
               for
               his
               Superstition
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CI.
             A
             Fox
             that
             lost
             his
             Tayle
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Fox
             taken
             in
             a
             Trap
             ,
             that
             was
             glad
             to
             Compound
             for
             his
             Neck
             by
             leaving
             his
             Tayle
             behind
             him
             .
             It
             was
             so
             Uncouth
             a
             Sight
             ,
             for
             a
             Fox
             to
             appear
             without
             a
             Tayle
             ,
             that
             the
             very
             Thought
             on
             't
             made
             him
             e'en
             Weary
             of
             his
             Life
             ;
             for
             't
             was
             a
             Loss
             never
             to
             be
             Repair'd
             :
             But
             however
             for
             the
             Better
             Countenance
             of
             the
             Scandal
             ,
             he
             got
             
               the
               Master
               and
               Wardens
               of
               the
               Foxes
               Company
            
             to
             call
             a
             
               Court
               of
               Assistants
            
             ,
             where
             he
             himself
             appear'd
             ,
             and
             made
             a
             Learned
             Discourse
             upon
             the
             Trouble
             ,
             the
             Uselessness
             ,
             and
             the
             Indecency
             of
             Foxes
             Wearing
             Tayles
             .
             He
             had
             no
             sooner
             say'd
             out
             his
             Say
             ,
             but
             up
             rises
             a
             Cunning
             Snap
             ,
             then
             at
             the
             
             Bord
             ,
             who
             desir'd
             to
             be
             Enform'd
             ,
             whether
             the
             Worthy
             Member
             that
             Mov'd
             against
             the
             Wearing
             of
             Tayles
             ,
             gave
             his
             Advice
             for
             the
             Advantage
             of
             Those
             that
             
               Had
               Tayles
            
             ,
             or
             to
             Palliate
             the
             Deformity
             and
             Disgrace
             of
             Those
             that
             had
             None
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               When
               a
               Man
               has
               any
               Notable
               Defect
               ,
               or
               Infirmity
               about
               him
               ,
               whether
               by
               Nature
               ,
               or
               by
               Chance
               ,
               't
               is
               the
               Best
               of
               his
               Play
               ,
               to
               try
               the
               humour
               ,
               if
               he
               can
               turn
               it
               into
               a
               Fashion
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               the
               way
               of
               the
               World
               to
               give
               Other
               People
               Councell
               for
               their
               Own
               Ends.
               Paradoxing
               is
               of
               Great
               Use
               and
               Service
               in
               many
               Encounters
               and
               Accidents
               that
               we
               meet
               withal
               in
               the
               World
               ;
               but
               the
               Faculty
               must
               be
               so
               Tenderly
               Manag'd
               ,
               as
               not
               to
               Grate
               upon
               the
               Truth
               ,
               and
               Reason
               of
               Things
               :
               And
               it
               is
               of
               Great
               Effect
               ,
               if
               it
               can
               but
               give
               some
               Colour
               of
               Probability
               to
               the
               Matter
               in
               Question
               .
               Nay
               ther
               's
               a
               Pleasure
               in
               the
               very
               Tryal
               of
               Wits
               ;
               but
               when
               This
               Talent
               is
               Employ'd
               upon
               the
               Topique
               of
               Convenience
               ,
               and
               Profit
               ;
               It
               is
               a
               wonderful
               Force
               that
               it
               has
               upon
               the
               Affections
               of
               the
               Common
               People
               .
               The
               Fox
               carry'd
               it
               as
               far
               as
               't
               would
               go
               ;
               but
               he
               had
               too
               Hard
               a
               Task
               on
               't
               ,
               to
               Over-rule
               a
               Multitude
               to
               their
               Own
               Pain
               and
               Loss
               .
            
             
               We
               may
               Emprove
               a
               Doctrine
               from
               This
               ,
               that
               Every
               Man
               has
               his
               Weak
               Side
               ,
               either
               by
               Mischance
               ,
               or
               by
               Nature
               ;
               and
               that
               he
               makes
               it
               his
               Bus'ness
               to
               Cover
               it
               too
               ,
               the
               Best
               he
               can
               .
               In
               case
               of
               the
               Worst
               ,
               it
               is
               some
               sort
               of
               Ease
               to
               have
               Company
               in
               our
               Misfortunes
               .
               It
               puts
               a
               Body
               out
               of
               Countenance
               to
               be
               in
               a
               Fashion
               by
               Himself
               ,
               and
               therefore
               the
               Fox
               did
               well
               to
               Try
               if
               he
               could
               bring
               his
               Fellow
               Foxes
               to
               put
               themselves
               into
               His
               Mode
               .
               When
               we
               have
               Carry'd
               a
               Point
               as
               far
               as
               it
               will
               go
               ,
               and
               can
               make
               no
               more
               on
               't
               ,
               't
               is
               a
               Stroke
               of
               Art
               and
               Philosophy
               ,
               to
               look
               as
               if
               we
               did
               not
               so
               much
               as
               Wish
               for
               a
               Thing
               that
               is
               not
               to
               be
               Had.
               Every
               Man
               's
               Present
               Condition
               has
               somewhat
               to
               be
               Sayd
               for
               't
               :
               If
               it
               be
               Uneasy
               ,
               the
               Skill
               will
               be
               ,
               either
               how
               to
               Mend
               it
               ,
               or
               how
               to
               Beare
               it
               :
               But
               then
               there
               must
               be
               no
               Clashing
               with
               the
               Methods
               ,
               the
               Decrees
               ,
               and
               the
               Laws
               of
               Nature
               .
               A
               Man
               that
               has
               Forfeited
               his
               Honour
               and
               his
               Conscience
               ,
               seems
               to
               be
               much
               in
               the
               Condition
               of
               the
               Fox
               here
               that
               had
               lost
               his
               Tayle
               ,
               and
               takes
               as
               much
               pains
               too
               ,
               to
               persuade
               All
               his
               Companions
               to
               follow
               his
               Fashion
               .
               He
               lays
               down
               his
               Arguments
               ,
               and
               gives
               his
               REASONS
               ,
               Nay
               ,
               and
               he
               endeavours
               to
               Prove
               it
               by
               Scripture
               too
               ,
               that
               Men
               ,
               in
               such
               a
               Case
               ,
               ought
               to
               go
               to
               
                 Old
                 Nick
              
               for
               Company
               .
               We
               are
               to
               Consider
               here
               ,
               that
               the
               Devils
               have
               their
               Traps
               as
               well
               as
               the
               Woodmen
               ,
               and
               that
               it
               is
               the
               Case
               of
               many
               a
               Lawyer
               and
               Divine
               ,
               when
               they
               come
               once
               to
               be
               Hamper'd
               ,
               to
               rubb
               off
               as
               well
               as
               they
               can
               ,
               though
               they
               Leave
               their
               
                 Consciences
                 behind
              
               them
               ,
               as
               the
               Fox
               did
               his
               Tayle
               ,
               and
               then
               
                 Preach
                 up
                 the
                 Blessed
                 Doctrine
                 and
                 Convenience
                 of
              
               No
               Consciences
               ,
               
                 as
                 well
                 as
              
               No
               Tayles
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CII
             .
             A
             Fox
             and
             a
             Bramble
             .
          
           
             A
             Fox
             that
             was
             close
             Pursu'd
             ,
             took
             a
             Hedge
             ,
             The
             Bushes
             gave
             way
             ,
             and
             in
             Catching
             hold
             of
             a
             Bramble
             to
             break
             his
             Fall
             ,
             the
             Prickles
             ran
             into
             his
             Feet
             .
             Upon
             This
             ,
             he
             layd
             himself
             down
             ,
             and
             fell
             to
             Licking
             his
             Paws
             ,
             with
             Bitter
             Exclamations
             against
             the
             Bramble
             .
             Good
             Words
             ,
             Reynard
             ,
             says
             the
             Bramble
             ,
             One
             would
             have
             thought
             you
             had
             known
             Better
             Things
             ,
             then
             to
             Expect
             a
             Kindness
             from
             a
             Common
             Enemy
             ,
             and
             to
             lay
             hold
             on
             That
             for
             Relief
             ,
             that
             Catches
             at
             Every
             Thing
             else
             for
             Mischiefe
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               are
               some
               Malicious
               Natures
               that
               Place
               all
               their
               Delight
               in
               doing
               Ill
               Turns
               ,
               and
               That
               Man
               is
               hard
               put
               to
               't
               ,
               that
               is
               first
               brought
               into
               a
               Distress
               ,
               and
               then
               forc'd
               to
               Fly
               to
               such
               People
               for
               Relief
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               Great
               Folly
               to
               Fly
               for
               Protection
               to
               People
               that
               Naturally
               Delight
               in
               Mischief
               .
               The
               Fox
               Blames
               the
               Bramble
               here
               ,
               but
               he
               may
               Thank
               Himself
               .
               They
               that
               make
               themselves
               the
               Common
               Enemies
               of
               Mankind
               ,
               by
               Breaking
               All
               the
               Measures
               of
               Good
               Faith
               ,
               Truth
               ,
               and
               Peace
               ,
               and
               by
               lying
               in
               Wayte
               for
               Innocent
               Bloud
               ,
               let
               them
               Turn
               their
               Heads
               which
               way
               they
               will
               ,
               they
               shall
               be
               sure
               of
               an
               Enemy
               in
               the
               Face
               of
               them
               :
               Nay
               they
               meet
               with
               their
               Punishment
               ,
               where
               they
               look
               for
               Safety
               ,
               and
               which
               way
               soever
               they
               go
               ,
               Divine
               Justice
               either
               Meets
               them
               ,
               or
               Pursues
               them
               .
               The
               Foxes
               Charging
               his
               Misfortune
               here
               upon
               the
               Bramble
               ,
               is
               the
               very
               Case
               and
               Practice
               of
               Wicked
               Men
               ,
               that
               Snarle
               at
               the
               Instruments
               ,
               without
               so
               much
               as
               Thinking
               of
               the
               Providence
               .
               But
               the
               Bramble
               did
               only
               according
               to
               its
               Nature
               ,
               and
               Consequently
               was
               not
               to
               Blame
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CIII
             .
             A
             Fox
             and
             a
             Crocodile
             .
          
           
             THere
             happen'd
             a
             Contest
             betwixt
             a
             Fox
             and
             a
             Crocodile
             ,
             upon
             the
             Point
             of
             Bloud
             and
             Extraction
             .
             The
             Crocodile
             Amplify'd
             Wonderfully
             upon
             his
             Family
             ,
             for
             the
             Credit
             of
             his
             Ancestors
             .
             Friend
             (
             says
             the
             Fox
             ,
             smiling
             upon
             't
             )
             there
             will
             need
             no
             Herald
             to
             Prove
             your
             Gentility
             ;
             for
             you
             carry
             the
             Marks
             of
             Your
             Original
             in
             Your
             very
             Skin
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Great
               Boasters
               and
               Lyars
               have
               the
               Fortune
               still
               some
               way
               or
               other
               to
               Disprove
               themselves
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               are
               some
               Falsities
               so
               Bold
               and
               Notorious
               ,
               that
               they
               carry
               their
               Contradictions
               in
               the
               very
               Reason
               and
               Presumption
               of
               the
               Matter
               ,
               without
               any
               other
               Evidence
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CIV
             .
             A
             Fox
             and
             Huntsmen
             .
          
           
             A
             Fox
             that
             had
             been
             Hard-run
             ,
             begg'd
             of
             a
             Countryman
             that
             he
             saw
             at
             Work
             in
             a
             Wood
             ,
             to
             help
             him
             to
             some
             Hiding-Place
             .
             The
             Man
             Directed
             him
             to
             his
             Cottage
             ,
             and
             thither
             he
             went.
             He
             was
             no
             sooner
             got
             in
             ,
             but
             the
             Huntsmen
             were
             presently
             at
             the
             Heels
             of
             him
             ,
             and
             asked
             the
             Cottager
             if
             he
             did
             not
             see
             a
             Fox
             That
             Way
             ?
             No
             truly
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             I
             saw
             None
             ;
             but
             Pointed
             at
             the
             same
             time
             with
             his
             Finger
             to
             the
             Place
             where
             he
             lay
             .
             The
             Huntsmen
             did
             not
             take
             the
             Hint
             ,
             it
             seems
             ;
             but
             the
             Fox
             spy'd
             him
             ,
             it
             seems
             ,
             through
             a
             Peeping
             Hole
             he
             had
             found
             out
             to
             see
             what
             News
             :
             so
             the
             Fox-Hunters
             went
             their
             Way
             ,
             and
             then
             Out
             steals
             the
             Fox
             ,
             without
             One
             Word
             speaking
             .
             Why
             how
             now
             ,
             says
             the
             Man
             ,
             Han't
             ye
             the
             Manners
             to
             take
             leave
             of
             your
             Host
             before
             you
             go
             ?
             Yes
             ,
             yes
             ,
             says
             the
             Fox
             ;
             If
             you
             had
             been
             as
             Honest
             of
             your
             Fingers
             ,
             as
             you
             were
             of
             your
             Tongue
             ,
             I
             should
             not
             have
             gone
             without
             bidding
             ye
             Farewell
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               A
               Man
               may
               tell
               a
               Lye
               by
               Signs
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               in
               Words
               at
               length
               ,
               and
               his
               Conscience
               is
               as
               Answerable
               for
               his
               Fingers
               ,
               as
               for
               his
               Tongue
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE'
               's
               No
               Trusting
               of
               Those
               that
               Say
               One
               Thing
               ,
               and
               Do
               Another
               ,
               Especially
               if
               they
               follow
               Fair
               Words
               with
               Foul
               Deeds
               .
               Here
               's
               a
               Case
               of
               Honour
               ,
               and
               of
               Conscience
               ,
               Both
               in
               One
               ,
               upon
               the
               Matter
               of
               Hospitality
               ,
               and
               of
               Trust.
               The
               Laws
               of
               Hospitality
               are
               Sacred
               on
               the
               One
               Side
               ,
               and
               so
               are
               the
               Duties
               we
               Owe
               to
               our
               Country
               on
               the
               Other
               .
               If
               we
               Consider
               the
               Trust
               ,
               Faith
               must
               not
               be
               Broken
               ;
               If
               the
               Common
               Enemy
               ,
               his
               Councel
               is
               not
               to
               be
               kept
               .
               The
               Wood-Man
               did
               as
               good
               as
               Tacitly
               promise
               the
               Fox
               a
               Sanctuary
               ;
               but
               not
               being
               
                 Sui
                 Iuris
              
               ,
               he
               promis'd
               more
               then
               he
               could
               Warrantably
               
               Perform
               ;
               for
               a
               
                 Subsequent
                 Promise
              
               to
               Conceale
               the
               Fox
               could
               not
               Discharge
               him
               of
               a
               
                 Prior
                 Obligation
              
               to
               Destroy
               him
               .
               'T
               is
               true
               ,
               it
               would
               have
               been
               more
               Generous
               to
               have
               don
               't
               at
               first
               ,
               and
               while
               he
               had
               as
               yet
               No
               Colour
               of
               any
               Tye
               of
               Honour
               upon
               him
               to
               Preserve
               him
               .
               The
               Fox
               begg'd
               for
               Protection
               ,
               which
               he
               had
               No
               Reason
               to
               Expect
               .
               First
               it
               was
               upon
               Force
               ,
               and
               Necessity
               ,
               not
               Choice
               .
               Secondly
               ,
               It
               was
               at
               his
               own
               Peril
               ,
               without
               any
               Conditions
               for
               his
               own
               Security
               .
               Thirdly
               ,
               He
               Committed
               himself
               to
               the
               Mercy
               of
               a
               Man
               that
               was
               bound
               to
               Kill
               him
               .
               Fourthly
               ,
               The
               very
               Address
               was
               scandalous
               ;
               for
               he
               must
               needs
               have
               an
               Ill
               Opinion
               of
               the
               Countryman
               ,
               so
               much
               as
               to
               Imagine
               that
               He
               could
               be
               Wrought
               upon
               to
               Betray
               his
               Country
               for
               the
               sake
               of
               a
               Beast
               .
               But
               let
               the
               Rest
               be
               as
               it
               will
               ,
               there
               's
               no
               Excuse
               for
               the
               
                 Woodman
                 's
                 Double
                 Dealing
              
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CV
             .
             A
             Man
             and
             a
             
               Wooden
               God.
            
             
          
           
             A
             Man
             that
             had
             a
             Great
             Veneration
             for
             an
             Image
             he
             had
             in
             his
             House
             ,
             found
             ,
             that
             the
             more
             he
             Pray'd
             to
             't
             to
             Prosper
             him
             in
             the
             World
             ,
             the
             More
             he
             went
             down
             the
             Wind
             still
             .
             This
             put
             him
             into
             such
             a
             Rage
             ,
             to
             lye
             Dogging
             at
             his
             Prayers
             so
             much
             ,
             and
             so
             Long
             ,
             to
             so
             Little
             Purpose
             ,
             that
             at
             last
             he
             Dasht
             the
             Head
             on
             't
             to
             pieces
             against
             the
             Wall
             ;
             and
             Out
             comes
             a
             Considerable
             Quantity
             of
             Gold.
             Why
             This
             't
             is
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             to
             Adore
             a
             Perverse
             and
             Insensible
             Deity
             ,
             that
             will
             do
             More
             for
             Blowes
             than
             for
             Worship
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Most
               People
               ,
               Clergy
               as
               well
               as
               Laity
               ,
               Accommodate
               their
               Religion
               to
               their
               Profit
               ,
               and
               reckon
               that
               to
               be
               the
               best
               Church
               that
               there
               's
               most
               to
               be
               got
               by
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Fable
               runs
               better
               in
               the
               Humour
               ,
               then
               it
               does
               in
               the
               Moral
               .
               It
               lays
               before
               us
               the
               Unprofitable
               Vanity
               of
               a
               False
               Worship
               ,
               and
               gives
               us
               to
               Understand
               ,
               that
               the
               more
               zealous
               we
               are
               in
               a
               Wrong
               Way
               ,
               the
               Worse
               .
               An
               Idol
               is
               an
               Abomination
               in
               the
               sight
               both
               of
               God
               ,
               and
               of
               Good
               Men
               ;
               and
               yet
               we
               are
               so
               to
               Govern
               our Selves
               ,
               even
               in
               the
               Transports
               of
               That
               Abhorrence
               ,
               as
               still
               to
               Preserve
               a
               Reverence
               for
               Religion
               it self
               ,
               in
               the
               very
               Indignation
               we
               Express
               for
               the
               Corruptions
               of
               it
               .
               So
               that
               the
               License
               of
               this
               Buffoon
               went
               a
               little
               too
               far
               perhaps
               ,
               for
               there
               must
               be
               No
               Playing
               with
               Things
               Sacred
               ,
               nor
               Jesting
               ,
               as
               we
               say
               ,
               with
               Edge
               Tools
               .
               We
               have
               the
               Moral
               of
               this
               Abandon'd
               Libertine
               up
               and
               down
               the
               World
               in
               a
               Thousand
               Several
               Shapes
               .
               All
               People
               that
               Worship
               for
               Fear
               ,
               Profit
               ,
               or
               some
               other
               By
               End
               ,
               fall
               More
               or
               Less
               within
               the
               Intendment
               of
               this
               Emblem
               .
               It
               is
               a
               kind
               of
               a
               Conditional
               Devotion
               for
               Men
               to
               be
               Religious
               no
               longer
               then
               they
               can
               Save
               ,
               or
               Get
               by
               't
               .
               
                 Put
                 forth
                 thy
                 Hand
                 now
              
               (
               says
               the
               Devil
               to
               the
               Almighty
               in
               the
               Case
               
               of
               
                 Iob
                 )
                 and
                 Touch
                 All
                 that
                 he
                 hath
                 ,
                 and
                 he
                 will
                 Curse
                 thee
                 to
                 thy
                 Face
                 .
              
               This
               Good
               Man
               Lost
               All
               ,
               and
               ,
               for
               an
               Example
               of
               Patience
               and
               Resignation
               to
               Future
               Ages
               .
               
                 The
                 Lord
                 gave
              
               (
               says
               he
               )
               
                 and
                 the
                 Lord
                 hath
                 Taken
                 away
                 ,
                 Blessed
                 be
                 the
                 Name
                 of
                 the
                 Lord.
              
               Here
               was
               No
               Dashing
               of
               the
               
                 Two
                 Tables
              
               one
               against
               the
               Other
               ,
               for
               an
               Office
               ,
               or
               
                 an
                 Egg
                 at
                 Easter
              
               ,
               as
               the
               Fellow
               serv'd
               his
               Idol
               here
               .
               The
               Whole
               Summe
               of
               the
               Moral
               is
               in
               short
               ,
               Comprized
               in
               the
               Old
               Saying
               :
               
                 He
                 that
                 serves
                 God
                 for
                 Mony
                 ,
                 will
                 serve
                 the
                 Devil
                 for
                 Better
                 Wages
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             ?
             CVI.
             A
             Dog
             Invited
             to
             Supper
             .
          
           
             A
             Gentleman
             Invited
             a
             Friend
             to
             Supper
             with
             him
             ,
             and
             the
             
               Gentleman's
               Dog
            
             was
             so
             well
             Bred
             as
             to
             Invite
             the
             
               Friends
               Dog
            
             to
             come
             for
             Company
             .
             The
             Dog
             came
             at
             his
             Hour
             ,
             and
             into
             the
             Kitchin
             he
             went
             ,
             to
             see
             what
             Good
             Cheer
             was
             toward
             :
             But
             as
             he
             was
             there
             ,
             Wagging
             his
             Tayle
             ,
             and
             Licking
             his
             Lips
             ,
             at
             the
             thought
             of
             what
             a
             Meale
             he
             was
             like
             to
             make
             on
             't
             ,
             the
             Roguy
             Cook
             got
             Slyly
             behind
             him
             ,
             and
             Spoil'd
             the
             Jest.
             He
             took
             him
             up
             by
             the
             Tayle
             at
             Unawares
             ,
             and
             after
             a
             Turn
             or
             Two
             in
             the
             Air
             ,
             flung
             him
             out
             of
             the
             Window
             .
             So
             soon
             as
             ever
             the
             Poor
             Devil
             had
             Recover'd
             the
             Squelch
             ,
             away
             he
             Scampers
             ,
             Bawling
             like
             Mad
             ,
             with
             I
             know
             not
             how
             many
             Prick-Ear'd
             Currs
             at
             the
             Heels
             of
             him
             ,
             to
             know
             how
             he
             lik'd
             his
             Wellcome
             .
             Why
             truly
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             they
             have
             given
             me
             as
             much
             Drink
             ,
             as
             my
             Skin
             will
             hold
             ;
             and
             it
             has
             made
             me
             so
             Light-Headed
             ,
             I
             could
             not
             find
             the
             Right
             Way
             out
             of
             the
             House
             again
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               
                 Love
                 Me
                 ,
                 Love
                 my
                 Dog
                 ,
              
               says
               the
               old
               Proverb
               ,
               and
               there
               's
               somewhat
               of
               Good
               Manners
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               of
               Good
               Nature
               in
               't
               ;
               for
               there
               are
               certain
               Decencies
               of
               Respect
               due
               to
               the
               Servant
               for
               the
               Master's
               sake
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               IT
               looks
               well
               among
               Friends
               ,
               when
               Masters
               and
               Servants
               are
               all
               of
               a
               piece
               .
               The
               Dog
               invites
               his
               Guest
               ,
               and
               the
               Cook
               throws
               him
               out
               of
               the
               Window
               ,
               and
               in
               so
               doing
               ,
               the
               Man
               shew'd
               himself
               the
               Arranter
               Curr
               of
               the
               Two
               ;
               for
               it
               was
               against
               Hospitality
               and
               Good
               Manners
               so
               to
               do
               .
               There
               is
               a
               Duty
               of
               Tenderness
               and
               Good
               Nature
               ,
               even
               toward
               Those
               Animals
               :
               But
               when
               it
               came
               to
               the
               Worst
               at
               last
               ,
               the
               Dog
               had
               the
               Wit
               ,
               we
               see
               ,
               to
               make
               the
               Best
               of
               a
               Bad
               Game
               .
               Though
               't
               was
               an
               unmannerly
               ,
               and
               an
               Ill-Natur'd
               Frolick
               of
               the
               Cook
               all
               this
               while
               ;
               for
               the
               Ill
               Usage
               of
               a
               Servant
               is
               some
               sort
               of
               Affront
               to
               his
               Master
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CVII
             .
             An
             Eagle
             and
             a
             Man.
             
          
           
             A
             Man
             took
             an
             Eagle
             ,
             Pelted
             her
             Wings
             ,
             and
             put
             her
             among
             his
             Hens
             .
             Somebody
             came
             and
             bought
             This
             Eagle
             ,
             and
             presently
             New
             Feather'd
             her
             .
             She
             made
             a
             Flight
             at
             a
             Hare
             ,
             Truss'd
             it
             ,
             and
             brought
             it
             to
             her
             Benefactor
             .
             A
             Fox
             perceiving
             This
             ,
             came
             and
             gave
             the
             Man
             a
             piece
             of
             Good
             Councell
             .
             Have
             a
             care
             ,
             says
             Reynard
             ,
             of
             putting
             too
             much
             Confidence
             in
             This
             Eagle
             ;
             for
             she
             'll
             go
             neare
             ,
             one
             time
             or
             other
             else
             ,
             to
             take
             You
             for
             a
             Hare
             .
             Upon
             This
             Advice
             the
             Man
             Plum'd
             the
             Eagle
             once
             again
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Persons
               and
               Humours
               may
               be
               Iumbled
               and
               Disguis'd
               ,
               but
               Nature
               is
               like
               Quicksilver
               ,
               that
               will
               never
               be
               Kill'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               BIRDS
               of
               Prey
               will
               be
               Birds
               of
               Prey
               still
               ,
               at
               what
               rate
               soever
               you
               Treate
               '
               em
               .
               So
               that
               there
               's
               no
               Trusting
               of
               them
               :
               For
               when
               they
               have
               no
               longer
               a
               Power
               to
               do
               Mischief
               ,
               the
               Will
               yet
               Remains
               .
               Here
               's
               a
               Forc'd
               Moral
               for
               a
               Forc'd
               Fable
               :
               For
               the
               Fancy
               of
               it
               is
               against
               Nature
               ,
               and
               the
               Fiction
               does
               not
               consist
               with
               it self
               .
               Now
               to
               My
               Thinking
               This
               Application
               of
               it
               lyes
               the
               Fairer
               of
               the
               Two
               ,
               
                 i
                 ,
                 e.
              
               That
               the
               Gratitude
               of
               the
               Eagle
               ,
               in
               bringing
               the
               Hare
               to
               her
               Master
               ,
               may
               serve
               to
               shew
               us
               ,
               that
               the
               Wildest
               and
               Fiercest
               of
               Creatures
               may
               be
               Sweetn'd
               ,
               and
               Reclaim'd
               by
               Benefits
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CVIII
             .
             A
             Father
             and
             Sons
             .
          
           
             A
             Countryman
             that
             liv'd
             Handsomly
             in
             the
             World
             Himself
             upon
             his
             Honest
             Labour
             and
             Industry
             ,
             was
             desirous
             his
             Sons
             should
             do
             so
             After
             Tim
             ;
             and
             being
             now
             upon
             his
             Death-Bed
             :
             [
             My
             Dear
             Children
             (
             says
             he
             )
             I
             reckon
             my self
             Bound
             to
             tell
             you
             before
             I
             depart
             ,
             that
             there
             is
             a
             Considerable
             Treasure
             Hid
             in
             my
             Vineyard
             .
             Wherefore
             pray
             be
             sure
             to
             Dig
             ,
             and
             search
             Narrowly
             for
             't
             when
             I
             am
             gone
             .
             The
             Father
             Dyes
             ,
             and
             the
             Sons
             fall
             immediately
             to
             Work
             upon
             the
             Vineyard
             .
             They
             Turn'd
             it
             up
             over
             
             and
             over
             ,
             and
             not
             one
             Penny
             of
             Mony
             to
             be
             found
             there
             ;
             but
             the
             Profit
             of
             the
             Next
             Vintage
             Expounded
             the
             Riddle
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Good
               Councell
               is
               the
               Best
               Legacy
               a
               Father
               can
               leave
               to
               a
               Child
               ,
               and
               it
               is
               still
               the
               Better
               ,
               when
               it
               is
               so
               wrapt
               up
               ,
               as
               to
               Beget
               a
               Curiosity
               as
               well
               as
               an
               Inclination
               to
               follow
               it
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE'
               's
               No
               Wealth
               like
               That
               which
               comes
               by
               the
               Blessing
               of
               God
               upon
               Honest
               Labour
               and
               Warrantable
               Industry
               .
               Here
               's
               an
               Incitement
               to
               an
               Industrious
               Course
               of
               Life
               ,
               by
               a
               Consideration
               of
               the
               Profit
               ,
               the
               Innocence
               and
               the
               Virtue
               ,
               of
               such
               an
               Application
               .
               There
               is
               one
               Great
               Comfort
               in
               Hand
               ,
               beside
               the
               Hope
               and
               Assurance
               of
               more
               to
               come
               .
               The
               very
               Exercise
               procures
               us
               Health
               ,
               and
               Consequently
               All
               the
               Pleasures
               and
               Satisfactions
               that
               Attend
               it
               .
               We
               have
               the
               Delight
               of
               Seeing
               and
               Reaping
               the
               Fruit
               of
               our
               own
               Labour
               ,
               and
               the
               Inward
               Joy
               of
               Contemplating
               the
               Benedictions
               of
               Another
               World
               ,
               that
               shall
               be
               superadded
               to
               the
               Advantages
               of
               This.
               Aesop
               very
               well
               understood
               ,
               that
               Naked
               Lessons
               and
               Precepts
               ,
               have
               Nothing
               the
               Force
               that
               Images
               and
               Parables
               have
               ,
               upon
               our
               Minds
               and
               Affections
               :
               Beside
               ,
               that
               the
               very
               Study
               to
               Unriddle
               a
               Mystery
               ,
               furnishes
               the
               Memory
               with
               more
               Tokens
               to
               Remember
               it
               by
               .
               A
               Tale
               in
               Emblem
               sinks
               Deeper
               ,
               where
               the
               Life
               and
               Spirit
               of
               it
               is
               Insinuated
               by
               a
               kind
               of
               Biass
               and
               Surprize
               .
               It
               was
               a
               Touch
               of
               Art
               in
               the
               Father
               to
               Cover
               his
               Meaning
               in
               such
               a
               manner
               ,
               as
               to
               Create
               a
               Curiosity
               ,
               and
               an
               Earnest
               Desire
               in
               his
               Sons
               to
               find
               it
               out
               .
               And
               it
               was
               also
               a
               Treble
               Advantage
               to
               them
               besides
               ;
               for
               there
               was
               ,
               I
               say
               ,
               Health
               in
               the
               
                 Exercise
                 ,
                 Profit
              
               in
               the
               Discovery
               ,
               and
               the
               Comfort
               of
               a
               
                 Good
                 Conscience
              
               in
               Discharging
               the
               Duty
               of
               a
               
                 Filial
                 Obedience
              
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CIX
             .
             A
             Fisherman
             and
             his
             Pipe.
             
          
           
             A
             Fisherman
             that
             understood
             Piping
             better
             than
             Netting
             ,
             set
             himself
             down
             upon
             the
             Side
             of
             a
             River
             ,
             and
             Touch'd
             his
             Flute
             ,
             but
             not
             a
             Fish
             came
             near
             him
             .
             Upon
             This
             ,
             he
             layd
             down
             his
             Pipe
             and
             Cast
             his
             Net
             ,
             which
             brought
             him
             up
             a
             very
             Great
             Draught
             .
             The
             Fish
             fell
             a
             Frisking
             in
             the
             Net
             ,
             and
             the
             Fisherman
             observing
             it
             .
             What
             Sotts
             ,
             are
             These
             (
             says
             he
             )
             that
             would
             not
             Dance
             when
             I
             Play'd
             to
             'em
             ,
             and
             will
             be
             Dancing
             now
             without
             Musique
             !
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               are
               Certain
               Rules
               and
               Methods
               for
               the
               Doing
               of
               All
               Things
               in
               This
               World
               ;
               and
               therefore
               let
               Every
               Man
               stick
               to
               the
               Bus'ness
               he
               Understands
               ,
               and
               was
               brought
               up
               to
               ,
               without
               making
               One
               Profession
               Interfere
               with
               Another
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               is
               a
               Proper
               Time
               and
               Season
               for
               Every
               Thing
               ;
               and
               Nothing
               can
               be
               more
               Ridiculous
               than
               the
               Doing
               of
               Things
               without
               a
               Due
               Regard
               to
               the
               Circumstances
               of
               Persons
               ,
               Proportion
               ,
               Time
               and
               Place
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CX
             .
             A
             
               Fisherman's
               Good
               Luck
            
             .
          
           
             A
             Fisherman
             had
             been
             a
             Long
             while
             at
             work
             without
             Catching
             any
             thing
             ,
             and
             so
             in
             Great
             Trouble
             and
             Despair
             ,
             he
             resolv'd
             to
             take
             up
             his
             Tackle
             ,
             and
             be
             gone
             :
             But
             in
             That
             very
             Instant
             a
             Great
             Fish
             Leapt
             into
             the
             Boat
             ,
             and
             by
             this
             Providence
             he
             made
             a
             Tolerable
             Day
             on
             't
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Patience
               ,
               Constancy
               ,
               and
               Perseverance
               ,
               in
               an
               Honest
               Cause
               and
               Duty
               ,
               can
               never
               faile
               of
               a
               Happy
               End
               ,
               One
               way
               or
               Other
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THAT
               which
               We
               commonly
               call
               
                 Good
                 Fortune
              
               ,
               is
               properly
               ,
               Providence
               ,
               and
               when
               Matters
               succeed
               Better
               with
               us
               by
               Accident
               ,
               then
               we
               could
               pretend
               to
               ,
               by
               Skill
               ;
               We
               ought
               to
               Ascribe
               it
               to
               the
               Divine
               Goodness
               ,
               as
               a
               Blessing
               upon
               Industry
               .
               It
               is
               Every
               man's
               Duty
               to
               Labour
               in
               his
               Calling
               ,
               and
               not
               to
               Despond
               ,
               for
               any
               Miscarriages
               or
               Disappointments
               ,
               that
               were
               not
               in
               his
               own
               Power
               to
               Prevent
               .
               Faith
               ,
               Hope
               ,
               and
               Patience
               Overcome
               All
               things
               ,
               and
               Virtue
               can
               never
               faile
               of
               a
               Reward
               in
               the
               Conclusion
               .
               What
               was
               it
               but
               This
               Constancy
               and
               Resignation
               ,
               that
               Kept
               the
               Hearts
               of
               the
               Poor
               Cavaliers
               from
               Breaking
               ,
               in
               the
               Tedious
               Interval
               of
               that
               Bloudy
               Revolution
               from
               Forty
               to
               Sixty
               ;
               'till
               at
               last
               ,
               the
               Banish'd
               ,
               and
               the
               Persecuted
               Son
               of
               a
               Royal
               Martyr
               ,
               was
               in
               Gods
               Good
               time
               brought
               back
               again
               ,
               and
               Plac'd
               upon
               the
               Throne
               of
               his
               Ancestors
               ,
               which
               Crown'd
               the
               Sufferings
               of
               All
               his
               Loyal
               Subjects
               .
               The
               Fisherman's
               Waiting
               in
               his
               Calling
               ,
               bids
               us
               Persevere
               in
               our
               Duties
               ,
               and
               the
               Lucky
               Hit
               he
               had
               in
               the
               Conclusion
               ,
               tells
               us
               that
               Honest
               Endeavors
               will
               not
               faile
               of
               a
               Reward
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXI
             .
             
               Large
               Promises
            
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Poor
             Sick
             Man
             ,
             that
             according
             to
             the
             Course
             of
             the
             World
             ,
             when
             Physicians
             had
             given
             him
             over
             ,
             betook
             himself
             to
             his
             Prayers
             ,
             and
             Vow'd
             a
             Sacrifice
             of
             a
             Thousand
             
             Oxen
             ready
             down
             upon
             the
             Nail
             ,
             to
             either
             Apollo
             ,
             or
             Aesculapius
             ,
             which
             of
             the
             Two
             would
             Deliver
             him
             from
             This
             Disease
             .
             Ah
             my
             Dear
             ,
             (
             says
             his
             Wife
             )
             Have
             a
             care
             what
             You
             Promise
             ?
             for
             where
             would
             you
             have
             These
             Oxen
             if
             you
             should
             Recover
             .
             Sweet
             Heart
             (
             says
             he
             )
             thou
             talkst
             like
             a
             Fool.
             Have
             the
             Gods
             Nothing
             else
             to
             do
             ,
             dost
             think
             ,
             then
             to
             leave
             their
             Bus'ness
             ,
             and
             come
             down
             to
             Sue
             me
             in
             an
             Action
             of
             Debt
             ?
             They
             Restor'd
             him
             however
             for
             That
             Bout
             ,
             to
             make
             Tryal
             of
             his
             Honesty
             and
             Good
             Faith.
             He
             was
             no
             sooner
             up
             ,
             but
             for
             want
             of
             Living
             Oxen
             ,
             he
             made
             out
             his
             Number
             upon
             Past
             ,
             and
             Offer'd
             them
             up
             in
             Form
             upon
             an
             Altar
             .
             For
             this
             Mockery
             ,
             Divine
             Vengeance
             Pursu'd
             him
             ,
             and
             he
             had
             an
             Apparition
             came
             to
             him
             in
             a
             Dream
             ,
             that
             bad
             him
             go
             and
             Search
             in
             such
             a
             Place
             near
             the
             Coast
             ,
             and
             he
             should
             find
             a
             Considerable
             Treasure
             ;
             Away
             he
             went
             ,
             and
             as
             he
             was
             looking
             for
             the
             Mony
             fell
             into
             the
             Hands
             of
             Pyrates
             .
             He
             begg'd
             hard
             for
             his
             Liberty
             ,
             and
             Offer'd
             a
             Thousand
             Talents
             of
             Gold
             for
             his
             Ransome
             ;
             but
             they
             would
             not
             Trust
             him
             ,
             and
             so
             he
             was
             carried
             away
             ,
             and
             sold
             afterwards
             as
             a
             Slave
             for
             as
             many
             Groats
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               
                 The
                 Dev'll
                 was
                 Sick
                 ,
                 the
                 Dev'll
                 a
                 Monk
                 would
                 be
                 ;
              
               
                 The
                 Dev'll
                 was
                 Well
                 ,
                 the
                 Dev'll
                 a
                 Monk
                 was
                 He.
                 
              
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Fable
               applies
               it self
               to
               Those
               that
               Promise
               more
               in
               their
               Adversity
               then
               they
               either
               Intend
               ,
               or
               are
               Able
               to
               make
               good
               in
               their
               Prosperity
               ;
               but
               they
               must
               not
               think
               to
               bring
               themselves
               off
               at
               last
               with
               a
               Conceit
               ;
               for
               in
               the
               Sight
               of
               God
               ,
               an
               Equivocating
               Juggling
               Sham
               ,
               is
               as
               much
               as
               a
               Gross
               ,
               Downright
               Lye.
               
            
             
               'T
               is
               the
               Practice
               of
               the
               World
               for
               People
               in
               Distress
               to
               serve
               God
               and
               Man
               ,
               in
               Several
               Respects
               ,
               both
               Alike
               ;
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               when
               they
               lye
               under
               any
               Heavy
               Affliction
               ,
               or
               Propose
               to
               themselves
               any
               Considerable
               Advantage
               ,
               and
               find
               they
               have
               Need
               of
               Anothers
               Help
               ;
               how
               do
               they
               Beg
               ,
               Vow
               ,
               Promise
               ,
               Sollicite
               ,
               Swear
               ,
               Sign
               and
               Seal
               and
               yet
               Conscious
               to
               Themselves
               all
               this
               while
               ,
               that
               they
               neither
               Intend
               nor
               are
               able
               to
               make
               One
               Article
               Good
               ?
               Wickedness
               comes
               on
               by
               Degrees
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               Virtue
               ;
               and
               Sudden
               Leaps
               from
               One
               Extreme
               to
               Another
               ,
               are
               Unnatural
               Motions
               in
               the
               Course
               of
               our
               Lives
               and
               Humours
               .
               Here
               's
               first
               a
               Rash
               ,
               and
               a
               Knavish
               Promise
               ;
               for
               the
               Promiser
               knew
               he
               was
               not
               able
               to
               make
               it
               Good.
               When
               he
               has
               broken
               the
               Ice
               ,
               he
               Advances
               ,
               from
               Cozening
               of
               God
               ,
               to
               making
               Sport
               with
               him
               ,
               and
               pays
               him
               with
               Past
               for
               Flesh
               :
               But
               Vengeance
               Overtook
               him
               in
               the
               Conclusion
               ,
               and
               gave
               him
               to
               Understand
               ,
               that
               
                 God
                 will
                 not
                 be
                 Mocked
              
               .
               The
               Moral
               of
               This
               Sick
               Man
               is
               the
               Case
               of
               Every
               Soul
               of
               us
               in
               the
               Making
               ,
               and
               the
               Breaking
               of
               our
               Vows
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CXII
             .
             
               Fishermen
               Disappointed
            
             .
          
           
             SOme
             Fishermen
             that
             had
             been
             Out
             a
             Whole
             Day
             with
             a
             Drag-Net
             ,
             and
             Caught
             Nothing
             ,
             had
             a
             Draught
             toward
             the
             Evening
             ,
             that
             came
             home
             very
             Heavy
             ,
             which
             put
             'em
             in
             hope
             of
             a
             Sturgeon
             at
             least
             ,
             but
             upon
             bringing
             the
             Net
             ashore
             ,
             it
             prov'd
             to
             be
             Only
             One
             Great
             Stone
             ,
             and
             a
             few
             Little
             Fishes
             .
             Upon
             This
             Disappointment
             they
             were
             Down
             in
             the
             Mouth
             again
             ;
             but
             says
             One
             of
             the
             Company
             that
             was
             a
             Little
             Graver
             then
             the
             Rest
             ,
             You
             are
             to
             Consider
             ,
             my
             Masters
             ,
             that
             Joy
             and
             Sorrow
             are
             Two
             Sisters
             that
             follow
             One
             Another
             by
             Turns
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               All
               Our
               Purchases
               in
               This
               World
               are
               but
               the
               
                 Catching
                 of
                 a
                 Tartar
              
               ,
               as
               we
               say
               ,
               but
               it
               is
               some
               Comfort
               yet
               to
               Consider
               ,
               that
               when
               Things
               are
               at
               the
               Worst
               they
               'l
               Mend.
               
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               HOPES
               and
               Disappointments
               are
               the
               Entertainment
               of
               Humane
               Life
               :
               The
               One
               serves
               to
               keep
               us
               from
               Presumption
               ,
               the
               Other
               from
               Despair
               .
               The
               Fisherman's
               Case
               in
               the
               Fable
               is
               many
               a
               man's
               Case
               in
               the
               World
               ;
               as
               with
               a
               Wife
               for
               the
               Purpose
               ,
               with
               an
               Office
               ,
               with
               an
               Estate
               ,
               with
               a
               Court-Commission
               :
               He
               's
               sayn
               to
               Tug
               Hard
               for
               't
               before
               he
               can
               Catch
               it
               ,
               and
               Measures
               the
               Blessing
               all
               the
               while
               by
               the
               Difficulty
               of
               Obtaining
               it
               .
               And
               what
               's
               the
               Purchase
               at
               last
               when
               he
               comes
               to
               Cast
               up
               his
               Account
               but
               
                 Great
                 Stones
              
               and
               
                 Little
                 Fishes
              
               ?
               His
               only
               Comfort
               is
               ,
               
                 That
                 This
                 World
                 will
                 not
                 Last
                 always
              
               ;
               and
               that
               Good
               Luck
               ,
               and
               Bad
               Luck
               take
               their
               Turns
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXIII
             .
             Death
             and
             an
             
               Old
               Man.
            
             
          
           
             AN
             
               Old
               Man
            
             that
             had
             Travell'd
             a
             Great
             Way
             under
             a
             Huge
             Burden
             of
             Sticks
             ,
             found
             himself
             so
             Weary
             ,
             that
             he
             Cast
             it
             Down
             ,
             and
             call'd
             upon
             Death
             to
             Deliver
             him
             from
             a
             more
             Miserable
             Life
             .
             Death
             came
             presently
             at
             his
             Call
             ,
             and
             Asked
             him
             his
             Bus'ness
             .
             Pray
             Good
             Sir
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             Do
             me
             but
             the
             favour
             to
             Help
             me
             up
             with
             my
             Burden
             again
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Men
               call
               upon
               Death
               ,
               as
               they
               Do
               upon
               the
               Devil
               :
               When
               he
               comes
               they
               're
               affraid
               of
               him
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               Matter
               of
               Custom
               ,
               and
               in
               Passion
               ,
               rather
               then
               in
               Earnest
               ,
               that
               Men
               in
               Pain
               and
               Misery
               are
               so
               ready
               to
               call
               for
               Death
               :
               For
               when
               he
               comes
               ,
               they
               are
               affraid
               of
               him
               .
               It
               may
               be
               said
               to
               be
               the
               Motto
               of
               Humane
               Nature
               ,
               rather
               to
               Suffer
               then
               to
               Dye
               ,
               though
               't
               is
               Good
               however
               to
               be
               always
               ready
               for
               That
               which
               Must
               come
               at
               Last
               .
               The
               Doctrine
               is
               This
               ,
               That
               
                 Skin
                 ,
                 and
                 All
                 that
                 a
                 man
                 has
                 will
                 he
                 give
                 for
                 his
                 Life
                 .
              
               We
               are
               apt
               to
               Pick
               Quarrels
               with
               the
               World
               for
               Every
               Little
               Foolery
               .
               
                 Oh
                 that
                 I
                 were
                 e'en
                 in
                 in
                 my
                 Grave
                 ,
              
               cryes
               my
               Lady
               .
               
                 My
                 Pretty
                 Pearl
                 is
                 Dead
                 .
                 Never
                 did
                 any
                 thing
                 go
                 so
                 near
                 my
                 Heart
                 ,
                 I
                 Praise
                 the
                 Lord
                 for
                 't
                 .
              
               Pray
               Madam
               Bethink
               your self
               ;
               says
               a
               Good
               Woman
               to
               her
               upon
               a
               Condoling
               Visit.
               Why
               you
               have
               Out-liv'd
               the
               Loss
               of
               a
               most
               Excellent
               Husband
               .
               Ay
               Madam
               ,
               says
               the
               sorrowful
               Widow
               :
               But
               
                 the
                 Lord
                 may
                 send
                 me
                 such
                 Another
                 Husband
                 ;
                 I
                 shall
                 never
                 have
                 such
                 Another
                 Dog.
              
               Every
               Trivial
               Cross
               makes
               us
               think
               we
               are
               Weary
               of
               the
               World
               ;
               but
               our
               Tongues
               run
               quite
               to
               Another
               Tune
               when
               we
               come
               once
               to
               parting
               with
               it
               in
               Earnest
               .
               Then
               ,
               't
               is
               
                 Call
                 the
                 Doctor
              
               ,
               Pothecary
               ,
               Surgeon
               ;
               Purge
               ,
               Flux
               ,
               Launce
               ,
               Burn
               ,
               Saw
               :
               I
               'le
               Endure
               Any
               thing
               in
               This
               World
               ,
               if
               you
               can
               but
               keep
               Life
               and
               Soul
               together
               .
               When
               it
               comes
               to
               That
               once
               ,
               't
               is
               not
               Help
               me
               Off
               with
               my
               Burden
               ,
               but
               Help
               me
               Up
               with
               it
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXIV
             .
             A
             Doctor
             and
             Patient
             with
             
               Sore
               Eyes
            
             .
          
           
             A
             Physician
             Undertakes
             a
             Woman
             with
             Sore
             Eyes
             ,
             upon
             the
             the
             Terms
             of
             
               No
               Cure
               No
               Mony.
            
             His
             Way
             was
             to
             Dawb
             'em
             quite
             up
             with
             Oyntments
             ,
             and
             while
             she
             was
             in
             That
             Pickle
             ,
             to
             carry
             of
             a
             Spoon
             or
             a
             Porringer
             ,
             or
             somewhat
             or
             Other
             at
             the
             End
             of
             his
             Visit.
             The
             Womans
             Eyes
             Mended
             ,
             and
             still
             as
             she
             came
             More
             and
             More
             to
             her self
             again
             ,
             there
             was
             Every
             Day
             less
             and
             less
             left
             in
             the
             House
             to
             be
             seen
             .
             The
             Doctor
             came
             to
             her
             at
             last
             ,
             and
             told
             her
             ;
             Mistress
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             I
             have
             Discharg'd
             my
             〈◊〉
             Your
             Eyes
             are
             Perfectly
             Well
             again
             ,
             and
             pray
             let
             me
             be
             Payd
             now
             according
             to
             Our
             Agreement
             .
             Alas
             ,
             Sir
             says
             she
             ,
             I
             'm
             a
             Great
             deal
             Worse
             then
             I
             was
             the
             First
             Minute
             you
             Undertook
             me
             ;
             for
             I
             could
             see
             Plate
             ,
             Hangings
             ,
             Paintings
             ,
             and
             Other
             Goods
             of
             Value
             about
             my
             House
             ,
             'till
             You
             had
             the
             Ordering
             of
             me
             ;
             but
             I
             am
             now
             brought
             to
             such
             a
             Pass
             ,
             that
             I
             can
             see
             nothing
             at
             all
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               are
               Few
               Good
               Offices
               done
               for
               Other
               People
               ,
               which
               the
               Benefactor
               does
               not
               hope
               to
               be
               the
               Better
               for
               Himself
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Fancy
               is
               Half
               Knavery
               ,
               Half
               Humour
               ,
               and
               the
               Doctors
               Part
               in
               't
               is
               no
               more
               then
               according
               to
               the
               Common
               Practice
               of
               the
               World
               ,
               in
               Law
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               in
               Physick
               ,
               when
               People
               make
               the
               Remedy
               Worse
               then
               the
               Disease
               ;
               as
               when
               a
               Man
               spends
               the
               Fee
               Simple
               of
               an
               Estate
               in
               a
               Contest
               for
               the
               Title
               .
               The
               Barber
               that
               Pick'd
               a
               Gentlemans
               Pocket
               while
               he
               was
               Washing
               of
               his
               Face
               ,
               Wrote
               after
               This
               Copy
               .
               The
               Moral
               holds
               forth
               This
               Matter
               of
               Advice
               to
               us
               ,
               not
               to
               Contract
               any
               Obligations
               Rashly
               ;
               for
               Good
               Offices
               in
               course
               are
               rather
               Baits
               ,
               and
               Snares
               ,
               then
               Benefits
               ;
               and
               there
               are
               some
               Certain
               People
               ,
               that
               a
               Sober
               Man
               would
               not
               Venture
               the
               being
               Beholden
               to
               .
               The
               Poor
               Woman
               here
               ,
               had
               her
               Jest
               for
               her
               Houshold-Stuff
               ;
               and
               the
               Vain
               Satisfaction
               of
               Paying
               her
               Physician
               with
               a
               Conceit
               for
               his
               Mony.
               It
               Minds
               me
               of
               the
               Orator
               that
               was
               to
               Teach
               a
               Young
               Man
               Rhetorick
               ,
               on
               Condition
               of
               Double
               Pay
               upon
               the
               Perfecting
               of
               him
               in
               his
               Profession
               ,
               and
               not
               a
               Penny
               before
               ;
               The
               Master
               follow'd
               his
               Scholar
               Close
               ,
               and
               came
               to
               him
               at
               last
               for
               his
               Mony
               ,
               according
               to
               the
               Bargain
               :
               The
               Young
               Fellow
               begg'd
               him
               over
               and
               over
               to
               Forbear
               it
               a
               while
               ,
               but
               could
               not
               Prevail
               .
               He
               told
               him
               Then
               ,
               that
               there
               was
               nothing
               Due
               to
               him
               ;
               for
               if
               Rhetorick
               be
               (
               as
               you
               say
               )
               the
               Art
               or
               Power
               of
               Persuasion
               ;
               and
               if
               I
               cannot
               prevail
               with
               you
               to
               forbear
               Your
               Mony
               ,
               I
               am
               not
               Master
               of
               my
               Trade
               yet
               .
               This
               was
               the
               Woman's
               Way
               of
               Reasoning
               with
               the
               Physician
               .
               The
               Dr.
               would
               have
               his
               Mony
               for
               the
               Curing
               of
               her
               Eyes
               ,
               and
               the
               Woman
               shuffl'd
               it
               off
               that
               she
               was
               not
               Cur'd
               ,
               for
               she
               could
               see
               Nothing
               at
               all
               ,
               which
               was
               One
               Fallacy
               upon
               Another
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXV
             .
             A
             Cat
             and
             Mice
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             House
             Mightily
             troubled
             with
             Mice
             ,
             and
             a
             Notable
             Cat
             there
             was
             ,
             that
             Time
             after
             Time
             had
             Pick'd
             up
             so
             Many
             of
             'em
             ,
             that
             they
             agreed
             among
             themselves
             to
             keep
             above
             in
             the
             Cieling
             ;
             for
             they
             found
             that
             upon
             the
             Plain
             Floor
             there
             was
             No
             Living
             for
             '
             em
             .
             This
             Spoil'd
             Pusses
             Sport
             ,
             unless
             she
             could
             find
             a
             way
             to
             Trepan
             them
             Down
             again
             .
             So
             she
             Leapt
             up
             to
             a
             Pin
             that
             was
             driven
             into
             the
             Wall
             ,
             and
             there
             Hung
             like
             a
             Polcat
             in
             a
             Warren
             ,
             to
             Amuse
             them
             .
             The
             Mice
             took
             Notice
             of
             it
             ,
             and
             One
             Wiser
             then
             the
             rest
             Stretched
             out
             his
             Neck
             to
             learn
             the
             Truth
             of
             the
             Matter
             ,
             and
             so
             soon
             as
             ever
             he
             found
             how
             '
             t
             was
             .
             
             Ah
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             You
             may
             Hang
             there
             'till
             Your
             Heart
             Akes
             ;
             for
             if
             you
             were
             but
             a
             Dish-Clout
             ,
             as
             you
             are
             a
             Counterfeiting-Devil
             of
             a
             Cat
             ,
             here
             's
             not
             a
             Creature
             will
             come
             Near
             ye
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Let
               no
               man
               lay
               himself
               at
               the
               Mercy
               of
               a
               known
               Enemy
               ,
               under
               any
               Shew
               ,
               or
               Pretence
               Whatsoever
               ;
               for
               he
               forfeits
               his
               Discretion
               ,
               even
               though
               he
               should
               happen
               to
               Save
               his
               Carcass
               ,
               and
               his
               Fortune
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               WHAT
               we
               cannot
               Compass
               by
               Force
               ,
               must
               be
               Attempted
               by
               Invention
               ,
               and
               Address
               ,
               but
               then
               on
               the
               Other
               hand
               ,
               in
               All
               Cases
               of
               Hazzard
               ,
               Things
               would
               be
               well
               Weigh'd
               and
               Examin'd
               before
               we
               Trust.
               This
               Fable
               is
               the
               Fiction
               of
               a
               Case
               not
               Altogether
               Incredible
               .
               'T
               is
               a
               Common
               Thing
               for
               an
               Old
               Jade
               to
               Counterfeit
               Lame
               ,
               for
               fear
               of
               Hard
               Riding
               :
               for
               a
               Duck
               to
               run
               Flapping
               and
               Fluttering
               away
               ,
               as
               if
               she
               were
               Maim'd
               ,
               to
               carry
               People
               from
               her
               Young
               :
               as
               there
               's
               a
               Story
               of
               a
               Fox
               that
               was
               Hard
               Hunted
               ,
               and
               Hung
               himself
               up
               by
               the
               Teeth
               in
               a
               Warren
               among
               the
               Vermin
               to
               put
               the
               Dogs
               to
               a
               Loss
               .
               Without
               any
               more
               Words
               ,
               Twenty
               Instances
               might
               be
               given
               to
               shew
               how
               near
               That
               which
               we
               call
               Impulse
               ,
               or
               Instinct
               ,
               comes
               to
               Reason
               :
               For
               the
               
                 Cats
                 Policy
              
               was
               no
               Other
               in
               truth
               ,
               then
               That
               we
               call
               
                 Sleeping
                 Dog-Sleep
              
               :
               And
               there
               was
               the
               very
               same
               Fore-thought
               ,
               and
               Design
               in
               't
               too
               ,
               which
               in
               a
               Construction
               of
               Law
               and
               Equity
               passes
               for
               
                 Malice
                 Prepense
              
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXVI
             .
             An
             Ape
             and
             a
             Fox
             .
          
           
             UPon
             the
             Decease
             of
             a
             Lyon
             of
             Late
             Famous
             Memory
             ,
             the
             Beasts
             Met
             in
             Councel
             to
             Chuse
             a
             King.
             There
             were
             Several
             Put
             up
             ;
             but
             One
             was
             not
             of
             a
             Make
             for
             a
             King
             ,
             Another
             Wanted
             either
             Brains
             ,
             or
             Strength
             ,
             or
             Stature
             ,
             or
             Humour
             ,
             or
             something
             else
             ;
             but
             in
             fine
             ,
             the
             Buffoon-Ape
             with
             his
             Grimaces
             and
             Gamboles
             ,
             carry'd
             it
             from
             the
             Whole
             Field
             by
             I
             know
             not
             how
             many
             Voices
             .
             The
             Fox
             (
             being
             one
             of
             the
             Pretenders
             )
             Stomach'd
             it
             Extremely
             to
             see
             the
             Choice
             go
             against
             him
             ,
             and
             presently
             Rounds
             the
             New-Elect
             in
             the
             Ear
             ,
             with
             a
             piece
             of
             Secret
             Service
             that
             he
             could
             do
             him
             .
             Sir
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             I
             have
             Discover'd
             some
             Hidden
             Treasure
             Yonder
             :
             But
             't
             is
             a
             Royalty
             that
             belongs
             to
             Your
             Majesty
             ,
             and
             I
             have
             nothing
             to
             do
             with
             it
             .
             So
             he
             Carry'd
             the
             Ape
             to
             take
             Possession
             :
             And
             what
             should
             This
             Treasure
             be
             ,
             but
             a
             Bayte
             in
             a
             Ditch
             .
             The
             Ape
             lays
             his
             Hand
             upon
             't
             ,
             and
             the
             Trap
             
             springs
             and
             Catches
             him
             by
             the
             Fingers
             .
             
               Ah
               thou
               Perfidious
               Wretch
            
             ,
             cryes
             the
             Ape
             !
             Or
             thou
             simple
             Prince
             ,
             rather
             ,
             replyes
             the
             Fox
             .
             You
             a
             Governour
             of
             Others
             ,
             with
             a
             Vengeance
             ,
             that
             han't
             Wit
             enough
             to
             look
             to
             your
             own
             Fingers
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Governors
               should
               be
               Men
               of
               Business
               rather
               then
               Pleasure
               .
               There
               's
               One
               Great
               Folly
               in
               Making
               an
               Ill
               Choice
               of
               a
               Ruler
               ,
               and
               Another
               in
               the
               Acceptance
               of
               it
               ;
               for
               it
               Exposes
               Authority
               to
               Scorn
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               RASHNESS
               ,
               and
               Want
               of
               Consideration
               ,
               is
               ever
               Unfortunate
               .
               Men
               should
               not
               take
               a
               Charge
               upon
               them
               that
               they
               are
               not
               Fit
               for
               ;
               as
               if
               Singing
               ,
               Dancing
               ,
               and
               Shewing
               of
               Tricks
               ,
               were
               Qualifications
               for
               a
               Governor
               .
               Baudoin
               says
               ,
               that
               This
               Fable
               ,
               shews
               not
               only
               the
               Envy
               and
               Malignity
               of
               the
               Fox
               ;
               but
               the
               Imprudence
               of
               the
               Electors
               in
               the
               Choice
               of
               Ministers
               and
               Officers
               ,
               that
               are
               not
               made
               for
               Bus'ness
               .
               Here
               's
               first
               an
               Ape
               made
               a
               King
               ,
               for
               shewing
               Tricks
               ,
               and
               making
               Fools
               Faces
               ;
               And
               the
               Fox
               is
               then
               to
               put
               a
               Slurr
               upon
               him
               ,
               in
               Exposing
               him
               for
               Sport
               ,
               to
               the
               Scorn
               of
               the
               People
               .
            
             
               Here
               's
               an
               Ape
               chosen
               King
               ,
               in
               Succession
               to
               a
               Lyon
               ;
               which
               stands
               for
               a
               Short
               ,
               and
               a
               Plain
               Representation
               of
               the
               Best
               and
               the
               Worst
               of
               Governments
               under
               the
               Dignity
               of
               the
               One
               ,
               and
               the
               Indignity
               of
               the
               Other
               .
               It
               sets
               forth
               the
               Case
               and
               Unhappiness
               of
               
                 Elective
                 Kingdoms
              
               ,
               where
               Canvassing
               and
               Faction
               has
               commonly
               too
               great
               a
               hand
               in
               the
               Election
               .
               Nor
               is
               there
               any
               Wonder
               ,
               to
               see
               Drolls
               and
               Tumblers
               Advanc'd
               to
               Charges
               of
               Honor
               and
               Profit
               ,
               where
               Ignorance
               and
               Popularity
               sways
               the
               Choice
               :
               And
               nothing
               so
               fit
               as
               an
               Ape
               ,
               for
               a
               Commission
               of
               State
               ,
               where
               a
               Gambole
               ,
               or
               a
               Grimace
               passes
               for
               a
               Qualifying
               Title
               to
               the
               Exercise
               of
               Power
               .
            
             
               It
               is
               no
               Wonder
               again
               ,
               where
               People
               are
               so
               Mistaken
               in
               the
               Faculties
               and
               Capacities
               of
               Government
               ,
               that
               they
               depart
               also
               from
               the
               Veneration
               that
               's
               due
               to
               't
               ;
               and
               when
               the
               Main
               Ends
               of
               it
               shall
               come
               to
               be
               Disappointed
               .
               For
               every
               Iack-Pudding
               ,
               with
               
                 Aesop's
                 Fox
              
               here
               ,
               will
               be
               Ridiculing
               Palpable
               Weaknesses
               ,
               and
               Exposing
               those
               (
               almost
               Sacred
               )
               Imperfections
               ,
               and
               Defects
               which
               they
               ought
               to
               Cover
               .
               What
               's
               a
               Character
               of
               Honor
               upon
               the
               Shoulders
               of
               a
               Man
               that
               has
               neither
               a
               Soul
               Answerable
               to
               't
               ,
               nor
               a
               True
               Sense
               of
               the
               Dignity
               ,
               but
               a
               Mark
               set
               up
               for
               every
               Common
               Fool
               to
               shoot
               his
               Bolt
               at
               !
               When
               Apes
               are
               in
               Power
               ,
               there
               will
               never
               want
               Foxes
               to
               Play
               upon
               them
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CXVII
             .
             A
             Smith
             and
             his
             Dog.
             
          
           
             A
             Blacksmith
             took
             Notice
             of
             a
             Cur
             he
             had
             ,
             that
             would
             be
             perpetually
             Sleeping
             ,
             so
             long
             as
             his
             Master
             was
             at
             his
             Hammer
             ;
             but
             whenever
             he
             went
             to
             Dinner
             ,
             the
             Dog
             would
             be
             sure
             to
             make
             One.
             So
             he
             Ask'd
             the
             Dog
             the
             Reason
             on
             't
             .
             What
             's
             the
             Meaning
             of
             it
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             that
             so
             long
             as
             I
             'm
             at
             the
             Forge
             ,
             you
             are
             still
             taking
             your
             Nap
             ;
             but
             so
             soon
             as
             my
             Chops
             begin
             to
             Walk
             ,
             yours
             must
             be
             Walking
             too
             for
             Company
             ?
             There
             's
             a
             time
             to
             Sleep
             (
             says
             the
             Dog
             )
             and
             a
             Time
             to
             Wake
             ;
             and
             Every
             thing
             is
             Well
             done
             that
             is
             done
             in
             Due
             Season
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               All
               Creatures
               do
               Naturally
               look
               to
               the
               Main
               Chance
               ;
               that
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               the
               Bus'ness
               of
               Food
               and
               Propagation
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THAT
               which
               Men
               do
               by
               Reason
               ,
               Beasts
               do
               by
               Instinct
               .
               There
               's
               No
               Living
               without
               Food
               and
               Rest
               ;
               and
               Nature
               appoints
               the
               Season
               ,
               both
               for
               the
               One
               ,
               and
               for
               the
               Other
               .
               A
               Dog
               Wakes
               to
               his
               Dinner
               ,
               as
               a
               Man
               that
               's
               to
               Travel
               next
               day
               ,
               does
               for
               his
               Journy
               ,
               and
               his
               Bus'ness
               .
               He
               lyes
               down
               to
               Sleep
               with
               the
               Hour
               in
               's
               Head
               ,
               and
               when
               the
               Time
               comes
               ,
               he
               needs
               neither
               Clock
               nor
               Cock
               to
               call
               him
               .
               Custom
               puts
               Nature
               into
               a
               Method
               of
               Expecting
               ,
               and
               Attending
               all
               the
               Offices
               of
               Life
               at
               such
               and
               such
               Certain
               Hours
               and
               Seasons
               ,
               as
               we
               are
               us'd
               to
               :
               And
               there
               needed
               no
               more
               than
               This
               ,
               to
               make
               the
               
                 Master's
                 Dining
                 Time
              
               ,
               the
               
                 Dog
                 's
                 Waking
                 Time.
              
               
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXVIII
             .
             A
             
               Boasting
               Mule.
            
             
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Favourite-Mule
             ,
             that
             was
             High
             Fed
             ,
             and
             in
             the
             Pride
             of
             Flesh
             and
             Mettle
             ,
             would
             still
             be
             Bragging
             of
             his
             Family
             ,
             and
             his
             Ancestors
             .
             My
             Father
             (
             says
             he
             )
             was
             a
             Coarser
             ,
             and
             though
             I
             say
             it
             that
             should
             not
             say
             't
             ,
             I
             my self
             take
             after
             him
             .
             He
             had
             no
             sooner
             spoke
             the
             Words
             ,
             but
             he
             was
             put
             to
             the
             Tryal
             of
             his
             Heels
             ,
             and
             did
             not
             only
             shew
             himself
             a
             Jade
             ;
             but
             in
             the
             very
             Heat
             of
             his
             Ostentation
             ,
             his
             Father
             fell
             a
             Braying
             ,
             which
             Minded
             him
             of
             his
             Original
             ,
             and
             the
             Whole
             Field
             made
             Sport
             on
             't
             ,
             when
             they
             found
             him
             to
             be
             the
             Son
             of
             an
             Asse
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               A
               Bragging
               Fool
               that
               's
               Rais'd
               out
               of
               a
               Dunghill
               ,
               and
               sets
               up
               for
               a
               Man
               of
               Quality
               ,
               is
               Asham'd
               of
               Nothing
               in
               This
               World
               but
               of
               his
               Own
               Father
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THis
               touches
               the
               Case
               of
               Those
               Mean
               Upstarts
               ,
               that
               when
               they
               come
               once
               to
               be
               Preferr'd
               ,
               forget
               their
               Fathers
               ,
               and
               have
               not
               the
               Wit
               to
               Consider
               ,
               how
               soon
               Fortune
               may
               set
               them
               Down
               again
               where
               she
               took
               'em
               up
               ;
               but
               yet
               at
               last
               ,
               when
               they
               come
               to
               be
               minded
               of
               their
               Original
               ,
               it
               makes
               many
               a
               Proud
               Fool
               sensible
               of
               a
               Scandalous
               Extraction
               ,
               that
               has
               no
               Shame
               at
               all
               for
               a
               Scandalous
               Life
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               hardly
               safe
               to
               Descant
               upon
               a
               
                 Boasting
                 Mule
              
               ,
               in
               a
               Fable
               ,
               when
               there
               are
               so
               many
               of
               his
               Brethren
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               that
               will
               Take
               it
               to
               Themselves
               .
               Nay
               and
               Over
               and
               Above
               the
               Self-Conceited
               Vanity
               of
               These
               Brutes
               ,
               there
               are
               None
               so
               forward
               neither
               ,
               to
               Bespatter
               Men
               of
               Blood
               and
               Quality
               ,
               as
               those
               that
               have
               most
               Reason
               to
               be
               Asham'd
               of
               their
               Descent
               .
               This
               Pride
               of
               Pedigree
               is
               Easily
               run
               down
               ,
               if
               there
               be
               not
               Power
               Joyn'd
               to
               the
               Ostentation
               :
               But
               where
               there
               is
               Authority
               given
               to
               the
               Folly
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               to
               the
               Fool
               ;
               the
               Indignation
               that
               it
               raises
               makes
               the
               Insolence
               Insupportable
               .
               Nothing
               Dash'd
               the
               Confidence
               of
               the
               Mule
               like
               the
               Braying
               of
               the
               Asse
               in
               the
               very
               Interim
               ,
               while
               he
               was
               Dilating
               upon
               his
               Genealogy
               .
               As
               who
               should
               say
               ,
               
                 Remember
                 your
                 Father
                 ,
                 Sirrah
              
               .
               This
               comes
               to
               the
               Case
               of
               a
               Spaniard
               ,
               that
               was
               Wonderfully
               upon
               the
               Huff
               about
               his
               Extraction
               ,
               and
               would
               needs
               Prove
               himself
               of
               such
               a
               Family
               by
               the
               Spelling
               of
               his
               Name
               ;
               a
               Cavalier
               in
               the
               Company
               ,
               with
               whom
               he
               had
               the
               Controversie
               ,
               very
               Civilly
               Yielded
               him
               the
               Point
               ;
               for
               (
               says
               he
               )
               I
               have
               Examin'd
               the
               Records
               of
               a
               certain
               House
               of
               Correction
               ,
               and
               I
               find
               your
               Grandfather
               was
               Whipt
               there
               by
               That
               Name
               .
               We
               have
               in
               fine
               a
               World
               of
               
                 Boasting
                 Mules
              
               among
               us
               ,
               that
               don't
               care
               for
               being
               Minded
               of
               their
               
                 Braying
                 Fathers
              
               :
               But
               't
               is
               the
               Fate
               of
               These
               Vain-Glorious
               Fops
               to
               be
               Thus
               Met
               withall
               ,
               and
               your
               Counterfeit
               Men
               of
               Honor
               seldom
               come
               off
               Better
               ;
               Wherefore
               let
               every
               Man
               look
               well
               about
               him
               before
               he
               Boasts
               of
               his
               Pedigree
               ,
               to
               see
               if
               he
               had
               not
               an
               Asse
               to
               his
               Father
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXIX
             .
             A
             Dog
             and
             a
             Wolfe
             .
          
           
             A
             Wolfe
             took
             a
             Dog
             napping
             at
             his
             Masters
             Door
             ,
             and
             when
             he
             was
             just
             about
             to
             Worry
             him
             ,
             the
             Poor
             Creature
             begg'd
             hard
             ,
             only
             for
             a
             Reprieve
             .
             Alas
             (
             says
             he
             )
             I
             'm
             as
             Lean
             at
             present
             as
             Carryon
             ;
             but
             we
             have
             a
             Wedding
             at
             our
             House
             within
             these
             Two
             or
             Three
             Days
             ,
             that
             will
             Plump
             me
             up
             you
             shall
             see
             with
             Good
             Cheare
             .
             Pray
             have
             but
             Patience
             'till
             
             Then
             ,
             and
             when
             I
             'm
             in
             a
             Little
             Better
             Case
             ,
             Ill
             throw
             my self
             in
             the
             very
             Mouth
             of
             ye
             .
             The
             Wolfe
             took
             his
             Word
             ,
             and
             so
             let
             him
             go
             ;
             but
             passing
             some
             Few
             Days
             after
             by
             the
             same
             House
             again
             ,
             he
             spy'd
             the
             Dog
             in
             the
             Hall
             ,
             and
             bad
             him
             Remember
             his
             Promise
             .
             Heark
             ye
             ,
             my
             Friend
             ,
             says
             the
             Dog
             ;
             Whenever
             you
             Catch
             me
             Asleep
             again
             ,
             on
             the
             Wrong
             side
             of
             the
             Door
             ,
             never
             Trouble
             your
             Head
             to
             Wait
             for
             a
             Wedding
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Experience
               Works
               upon
               Many
               Brutes
               more
               then
               upon
               Some
               Men.
               They
               are
               not
               to
               be
               Gull'd
               twice
               with
               the
               same
               Trick
               ;
               And
               at
               the
               Worst
               ,
               a
               Bad
               Shift
               is
               Better
               than
               None
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               good
               to
               Provide
               against
               All
               Chances
               both
               Sleeping
               and
               Waking
               ;
               for
               a
               Man
               cannot
               be
               too
               Circumspect
               ,
               upon
               Condition
               on
               the
               other
               hand
               ,
               that
               his
               Caution
               do
               not
               make
               him
               Over-sollicitous
               .
               Past
               Dangers
               make
               us
               Wiser
               for
               the
               Future
               ;
               As
               the
               Dog
               ,
               after
               he
               had
               been
               snapt
               at
               the
               Door
               ,
               had
               the
               Wit
               to
               lye
               in
               the
               Hall
               ;
               which
               tells
               us
               that
               a
               Wise
               Body
               is
               not
               to
               be
               Caught
               Twice
               by
               the
               same
               Snare
               and
               Trick
               .
               His
               Promise
               to
               the
               Wolf
               was
               a
               kind
               of
               a
               
                 Dog-Case
                 of
                 Conscience
              
               ,
               and
               the
               Wolfe
               play'd
               the
               Fool
               in
               Taking
               his
               Word
               ,
               for
               That
               which
               he
               was
               oblig'd
               not
               to
               Perform
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXX
             .
             A
             Lyon
             and
             a
             Bull.
             
          
           
             IN
             the
             Days
             of
             Yore
             ,
             when
             Bulls
             liv'd
             upon
             Mutton
             ,
             there
             was
             a
             Lyon
             had
             a
             Design
             upon
             a
             Mighty
             Bull
             ,
             and
             gave
             him
             a
             very
             Civil
             Invitation
             to
             come
             and
             Sup
             with
             him
             ;
             for
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             I
             have
             gotten
             a
             Sheep
             ,
             and
             you
             must
             needs
             take
             Part
             on
             't
             .
             The
             Bull
             Promis'd
             ,
             and
             Went
             ;
             but
             so
             soon
             as
             ever
             he
             saw
             what
             a
             Clutter
             there
             was
             with
             Huge
             ,
             Over-grown
             Pots
             ,
             Pans
             ,
             and
             Spits
             ,
             away
             he
             scowr'd
             Immediately
             .
             The
             Lyon
             presently
             call'd
             after
             him
             ,
             and
             Ask'd
             him
             ,
             
               Whither
               in
               such
               Hast
            
             ?
             Oh
             ,
             says
             the
             Bull
             ,
             't
             is
             High
             Time
             for
             me
             to
             be
             Jogging
             ,
             when
             I
             see
             such
             Preparation
             :
             for
             This
             Provision
             looks
             as
             if
             you
             were
             to
             have
             a
             Bull
             for
             your
             Supper
             ,
             rather
             then
             a
             Mutton
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               When
               a
               Man
               has
               both
               an
               Interest
               and
               an
               Inclination
               to
               Betray
               us
               ,
               there
               's
               No
               Trusting
               him
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               's
               No
               Trusting
               to
               the
               Fair
               Words
               and
               Countenances
               of
               Bloudy
               Men
               :
               He
               's
               sure
               to
               be
               Ruin'd
               that
               lays
               himself
               at
               the
               Mercy
               of
               Those
               that
               Live
               upon
               the
               Spoyle
               .
               Their
               very
               Complements
               are
               Snares
               ;
               as
               the
               Lyons
               Invitation
               of
               the
               Bull
               to
               Sup
               with
               him
               ,
               was
               but
               the
               Cover
               of
               a
               Design
               he
               had
               to
               Supp
               upon
               the
               Bull
               himself
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXXI
             .
             A
             Lyon
             in
             Love.
             
          
           
             A
             Lyon
             fell
             in
             Love
             with
             a
             Country
             Lass
             ,
             and
             desir'd
             her
             Father's
             Consent
             to
             have
             her
             in
             Marriage
             .
             The
             Answer
             he
             gave
             was
             Churlish
             enough
             .
             He
             'd
             never
             Agree
             to
             't
             he
             say'd
             ,
             upon
             any
             Terms
             ,
             to
             Marry
             his
             Daughter
             to
             a
             Beast
             .
             The
             Lyon
             gave
             him
             a
             Sowr
             Look
             upon
             't
             ,
             which
             brought
             the
             Bumkin
             ,
             upon
             Second
             Thoughts
             ,
             to
             strike
             up
             a
             Bargain
             with
             him
             ,
             upon
             these
             Conditions
             ;
             that
             his
             Teeth
             should
             be
             Drawn
             ,
             and
             his
             Nailes
             Par'd
             ;
             for
             Those
             were
             Things
             ,
             he
             say'd
             ,
             that
             the
             Foolish
             Girle
             was
             Terribly
             afraid
             of
             .
             The
             Lyon
             sends
             for
             a
             Surgeon
             immediately
             to
             do
             the
             Work
             ;
             (
             as
             what
             will
             not
             Love
             make
             a
             Body
             do
             ?
             )
             And
             so
             soon
             as
             ever
             the
             Operation
             was
             Over
             ,
             he
             goes
             and
             Challenges
             the
             Father
             upon
             his
             Promise
             .
             The
             Countryman
             seeing
             the
             Lyon
             Disarm'd
             ,
             Pluck'd
             up
             a
             Good
             Heart
             ,
             and
             with
             a
             Swindging
             Cudgel
             so
             Order'd
             the
             Matter
             ,
             that
             he
             broke
             off
             the
             Match
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               An
               Extravagant
               Love
               Consults
               neither
               Life
               ,
               Fortune
               ,
               nor
               Reputation
               ,
               but
               Sacrifices
               All
               that
               can
               be
               Dear
               to
               a
               Man
               of
               Sense
               and
               Honor
               ,
               to
               the
               Transports
               of
               an
               Inconsiderate
               Passion
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Fable
               will
               look
               well
               enough
               in
               the
               Moral
               ,
               how
               Fantastical
               soever
               it
               may
               appear
               at
               first
               Blush
               in
               the
               Lines
               and
               Traces
               of
               it
               .
               Here
               's
               a
               Beast
               in
               Love
               with
               a
               Virgin
               ;
               which
               is
               but
               a
               Reverse
               of
               the
               Preposterous
               Passions
               we
               meet
               with
               Frequently
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               when
               Reasonable
               Creatures
               of
               Both
               Sexes
               fall
               in
               love
               with
               Those
               ,
               that
               in
               the
               Allusion
               may
               (
               allmost
               without
               a
               Figure
               )
               pass
               for
               Beasts
               .
               There
               's
               Nothing
               so
               Fierce
               ,
               or
               so
               Savage
               ,
               but
               Love
               will
               Soften
               it
               ;
               Nothing
               so
               Generous
               but
               it
               will
               Debauche
               it
               ;
               Nothing
               so
               sharp
               sighted
               in
               Other
               Matters
               ,
               but
               it
               throws
               a
               Mist
               before
               the
               Eyes
               on
               't
               .
               It
               puts
               the
               Philosopher
               beside
               his
               Latin
               ;
               and
               to
               summ
               up
               All
               in
               a
               Little
               ,
               where
               This
               Passion
               Domineers
               ,
               neither
               Honour
               ,
               nor
               Virtue
               ,
               
               is
               able
               to
               stand
               before
               it
               .
               The
               Lyon's
               Parting
               with
               his
               Teeth
               ,
               and
               his
               Clawes
               ,
               in
               a
               Complement
               to
               his
               New
               Mistress
               ,
               is
               no
               more
               then
               what
               we
               see
               Every
               Day
               Exemplify'd
               in
               the
               case
               of
               making
               over
               Estates
               and
               Joyntures
               ,
               with
               the
               Malice
               Prepense
               all
               this
               While
               ,
               of
               holding
               their
               Noses
               to
               the
               Grindstone
               ,
               and
               with
               the
               Girles
               Father
               here
               ,
               of
               Jilting
               them
               at
               last
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXXII
             .
             A
             Lyoness
             and
             a
             Fox
             .
          
           
             A
             Numerous
             Issue
             passes
             in
             the
             World
             for
             a
             Blessing
             ;
             and
             This
             Consideration
             made
             a
             Fox
             cast
             it
             in
             the
             Teeth
             of
             a
             Lyoness
             ,
             that
             she
             brought
             forth
             but
             One
             Whelp
             at
             a
             time
             .
             Very
             Right
             ,
             says
             the
             Other
             ,
             but
             then
             That
             One
             is
             a
             Lyon.
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               a
               Common
               Thing
               to
               Value
               things
               more
               by
               the
               Number
               ,
               then
               by
               the
               Excellency
               of
               them
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               are
               more
               Fools
               in
               the
               World
               then
               Wise
               Men
               ,
               and
               more
               Knaves
               then
               Honest
               Men
               ;
               so
               that
               it
               is
               not
               Number
               ,
               but
               Excellency
               ,
               that
               Inhaunces
               the
               Value
               of
               Any
               thing
               .
               The
               most
               copious
               Writers
               are
               commonly
               the
               Arrantest
               Scriblers
               ;
               And
               so
               in
               much
               Talking
               ,
               the
               Tongue
               is
               apt
               to
               run
               before
               the
               Wit
               :
               
                 In
                 Many
                 Words
                 there
                 is
                 Folly
                 ,
                 but
                 a
                 Word
                 in
                 Season
                 is
                 like
                 Apples
                 of
                 Gold
                 in
                 Pictures
                 of
                 Silver
                 :
              
               Says
               the
               Oracle
               of
               Truth
               it self
               .
               And
               we
               have
               it
               from
               the
               same
               Authority
               ,
               that
               our
               very
               Prayers
               ,
               when
               they
               are
               Loud
               and
               Long
               ,
               are
               in
               the
               Sight
               of
               Heaven
               no
               better
               then
               so
               much
               Babbling
               ;
               and
               that
               they
               have
               More
               in
               them
               of
               Hypocrisy
               and
               Ostentation
               ,
               then
               of
               Affection
               and
               Judgment
               .
               The
               Great
               Creator
               of
               the
               Universe
               ,
               whose
               single
               FIAT
               was
               sufficient
               to
               have
               made
               Ten
               Thousand
               Worlds
               in
               the
               Twinkling
               of
               an
               Eye
               ,
               Allowed
               himself
               Six
               Dayes
               yet
               for
               the
               Finishing
               of
               his
               Purpose
               :
               Paus'd
               upon
               Every
               Days
               Work
               ,
               Consider'd
               of
               it
               ,
               Review'd
               it
               ,
               and
               Pronounc'd
               it
               Good
               ;
               and
               so
               Proceeded
               .
               Right
               Reason
               Moves
               ,
               in
               some
               Proportion
               ,
               by
               the
               same
               Steps
               and
               Degrees
               with
               This
               Inimitable
               Example
               :
               It
               Deliberates
               ,
               Projects
               ,
               Executes
               ,
               Weighes
               ,
               and
               Approves
               .
               Nature
               does
               Nothing
               in
               a
               Huddle
               ,
               and
               Human
               Prudence
               should
               Govern
               it self
               by
               the
               same
               Measures
               .
               A
               Plurality
               of
               Voices
               ,
               't
               is
               true
               ,
               carryes
               the
               Question
               in
               all
               our
               Debates
               ,
               but
               rather
               as
               an
               Expedient
               for
               Peace
               ,
               then
               an
               Eviction
               of
               the
               Right
               ;
               for
               there
               are
               Millions
               of
               Errors
               to
               One
               Reason
               ,
               and
               Truth
               ;
               And
               a
               Point
               is
               not
               so
               Easy
               to
               be
               Hit
               :
               In
               a
               Word
               ,
               the
               Old
               Saying
               is
               a
               shrewd
               One
               ;
               that
               
                 Wise
                 Men
                 Propose
                 ,
                 and
                 Fools
                 Determine
                 .
              
               Take
               the
               World
               to
               pieces
               ,
               and
               there
               are
               a
               thousand
               Sots
               to
               one
               Philosopher
               :
               and
               as
               many
               Swarms
               of
               Flyes
               to
               One
               Eagle
               .
               Lions
               do
               not
               come
               into
               the
               World
               by
               Litters
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CXXIII
             .
             Two
             Cocks
             Fighting
             .
          
           
             TWO
             Cocks
             fought
             a
             Duell
             for
             the
             Mastery
             of
             a
             Dunghill
             .
             He
             that
             was
             Worsted
             ,
             slunk
             away
             into
             a
             Corner
             ,
             and
             Hid
             himself
             ;
             T'other
             takes
             his
             Flight
             up
             to
             the
             Top
             of
             the
             House
             ,
             and
             there
             with
             Crowing
             and
             Clapping
             of
             his
             Wings
             makes
             Proclamation
             of
             his
             Victory
             .
             An
             Eagle
             made
             a
             Stoop
             at
             him
             in
             the
             Middle
             of
             his
             Exultation
             ,
             and
             carry'd
             him
             away
             .
             By
             This
             Accident
             ,
             the
             Other
             Cock
             had
             a
             Good
             Riddance
             of
             his
             Rival
             ;
             took
             Possession
             of
             the
             Province
             they
             Contended
             for
             ,
             and
             had
             All
             his
             Mistresses
             to
             Himself
             again
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               A
               Wise
               ,
               and
               a
               Generous
               Enemy
               will
               make
               a
               Modest
               Use
               of
               a
               Victory
               ;
               for
               Fortune
               is
               Variable
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Combat
               of
               
                 Two
                 Cocks
              
               for
               a
               Dunghill
               ,
               may
               be
               Moraliz'd
               by
               an
               Application
               of
               it
               to
               the
               Competition
               of
               the
               Greatest
               Princes
               ,
               for
               Empire
               and
               Dominion
               .
               For
               what
               's
               the
               World
               more
               then
               a
               Mass
               of
               Dirt
               on
               the
               One
               hand
               ,
               as
               to
               the
               Subject
               of
               the
               Quarrell
               ;
               and
               there
               's
               the
               same
               Thirst
               of
               Blood
               too
               ,
               betwixt
               the
               Combatants
               ,
               on
               the
               Other
               .
               We
               have
               again
               ,
               the
               Various
               Chance
               of
               Warr
               Exhibited
               on
               Both
               Sides
               :
               For
               't
               is
               with
               Kings
               ,
               as
               with
               These
               Cocks
               .
               He
               that
               's
               a
               Victor
               This
               Moment
               ,
               may
               be
               a
               Slave
               the
               Next
               :
               And
               this
               Volubility
               of
               Human
               Affaires
               ,
               what
               is
               it
               ,
               but
               either
               the
               Sport
               ,
               or
               the
               Judgment
               of
               Providence
               ,
               in
               the
               Punishment
               of
               Arrogance
               and
               Oppression
               !
               We
               are
               given
               finally
               to
               Understand
               ,
               that
               as
               the
               Levity
               of
               Fortune
               leaves
               us
               Nothing
               to
               Trust
               to
               ,
               or
               to
               Presume
               upon
               ,
               so
               at
               the
               same
               Time
               there
               's
               Nothing
               to
               Despair
               of
               .
               The
               
                 Conquering
                 Cock
              
               was
               Cut
               off
               in
               the
               very
               Song
               of
               his
               Triumph
               :
               and
               the
               Conquer'd
               ,
               re-instated
               in
               the
               Possession
               of
               his
               former
               Pretenses
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CXXIV
             .
             A
             Fawn
             and
             a
             Stag.
             
          
           
             A
             Fawn
             was
             Reasoning
             the
             Matter
             with
             a
             Stag
             ,
             why
             he
             should
             run
             away
             from
             the
             Dogs
             still
             ;
             for
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             you
             are
             Bigger
             and
             Stronger
             then
             They.
             If
             you
             have
             a
             Mind
             to
             stand
             ,
             y'
             are
             better
             Arm'd
             ;
             And
             then
             y'
             are
             Fleeter
             if
             you
             'll
             Run
             for
             't
             .
             I
             can't
             Imagine
             what
             should
             make
             you
             so
             Fearful
             of
             a
             Company
             of
             Pityful
             Currs
             .
             Nay
             ,
             says
             the
             Stag
             ,
             't
             is
             All
             True
             that
             you
             say
             ,
             and
             't
             is
             no
             more
             then
             I
             say
             to
             my self
             Many
             Times
             ,
             and
             yet
             whatever
             the
             Matter
             is
             ,
             let
             me
             take
             up
             what
             Resolutions
             I
             please
             ,
             when
             I
             hear
             the
             Hounds
             once
             ,
             I
             cannot
             but
             betake
             my self
             to
             my
             Heels
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
            
             
               'T
               is
               One
               thing
               to
               Know
               what
               we
               ought
               to
               do
               ,
               and
               Another
               thing
               to
               Execute
               it
               ;
               and
               to
               bring
               up
               our
               Practice
               to
               our
               Philosophy
               :
               He
               that
               is
               naturally
               a
               Coward
               is
               not
               to
               be
               made
               Valiant
               by
               Councell
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               NATURAL
               Infirmities
               are
               well
               nigh
               Insuperable
               ;
               and
               Men
               that
               are
               Cowards
               by
               Complexion
               ,
               are
               hardly
               ever
               to
               be
               made
               Valiant
               by
               Discourse
               .
               But
               They
               are
               Conscious
               yet
               of
               the
               Scandal
               of
               that
               Weakness
               ,
               and
               may
               make
               a
               shift
               perhaps
               to
               Reason
               themselves
               now
               and
               then
               into
               a
               kind
               of
               Temporary
               Resolution
               ,
               which
               they
               have
               not
               the
               Power
               afterwards
               to
               go
               Thorough
               with
               .
               We
               find
               it
               to
               be
               much
               the
               same
               Case
               in
               the
               Government
               of
               our
               Affections
               and
               Appetites
               ,
               that
               it
               is
               in
               These
               Bodyly
               Frailties
               of
               Temperament
               and
               Complexion
               .
               Providence
               has
               Arm'd
               us
               with
               Powers
               and
               Faculties
               ,
               sufficient
               for
               the
               Confounding
               of
               All
               the
               Enemies
               we
               have
               to
               Encounter
               .
               We
               have
               Life
               and
               Death
               before
               us
               :
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               Good
               and
               Evil
               ;
               And
               we
               know
               which
               is
               which
               too
               :
               Beside
               that
               it
               is
               at
               our
               Choice
               to
               Take
               or
               to
               Refuse
               .
               So
               that
               we
               understand
               what
               we
               ought
               to
               do
               ;
               but
               when
               we
               come
               to
               Deliberate
               ,
               we
               play
               Booty
               against
               our selves
               :
               And
               while
               our
               Judgments
               and
               our
               Consciences
               direct
               us
               One
               Way
               ,
               our
               Corruptions
               Hurry
               us
               Another
               .
               This
               Stag
               ,
               in
               fine
               ,
               is
               a
               Thorough
               Emblem
               of
               the
               State
               ,
               and
               Infirmity
               of
               Mankind
               .
               We
               are
               both
               of
               us
               Arm'd
               and
               Provided
               ,
               either
               for
               the
               Combat
               ,
               or
               for
               Flight
               .
               We
               see
               the
               Danger
               ;
               we
               Ponder
               upon
               it
               ;
               and
               now
               and
               then
               by
               Fits
               ,
               take
               up
               some
               Faint
               Resolutions
               to
               Outbrave
               and
               break
               thorough
               it
               :
               But
               in
               the
               Conclusion
               ,
               we
               shrink
               upon
               the
               Tryal
               ;
               We
               betake
               our selves
               from
               our
               Heads
               to
               our
               Heels
               ;
               from
               Reason
               to
               Flesh
               and
               Bloud
               ;
               from
               our
               Strength
               to
               our
               Weaknesses
               ,
               and
               suffer
               under
               One
               Common
               Fate
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CXXV
             .
             Iupiter
             and
             a
             Bee.
             
          
           
             A
             Bee
             made
             Iupiter
             a
             Present
             of
             a
             Pot
             of
             Hony
             ,
             which
             was
             so
             kindly
             Taken
             ,
             that
             he
             bad
             her
             Ask
             what
             she
             would
             ,
             and
             it
             should
             be
             Granted
             her
             .
             The
             Bee
             desir'd
             ,
             that
             where-ever
             she
             should
             set
             her
             Sting
             ,
             it
             might
             be
             Mortal
             .
             Iupiter
             was
             loth
             to
             leave
             Mankind
             at
             the
             Mercy
             of
             a
             Little
             Spiteful
             Insect
             ,
             and
             so
             bad
             her
             have
             a
             care
             how
             she
             Kill'd
             any
             Body
             ;
             for
             what
             Person
             soever
             she
             Attacqu'd
             ,
             if
             she
             left
             her
             Sting
             behind
             her
             ,
             it
             should
             cost
             her
             her
             Life
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Spiteful
               Prayers
               are
               no
               better
               than
               Curses
               in
               a
               Disguise
               ,
               and
               the
               Granting
               of
               them
               turns
               commonly
               to
               the
               Mischief
               of
               the
               Petitioner
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               :
            
             
               CRUELTY
               and
               Revenge
               are
               directly
               contrary
               to
               the
               very
               Nature
               of
               the
               Divine
               Goodness
               ,
               and
               the
               Mischief
               that
               is
               Design'd
               for
               Other
               People
               returns
               commonly
               upon
               the
               Head
               of
               the
               Author
               .
            
             
               How
               many
               Men
               are
               there
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               that
               put
               up
               as
               Malicious
               Prayers
               in
               Christian
               Assemblyes
               to
               the
               True
               God
               ,
               as
               the
               Bee
               does
               to
               Iupiter
               here
               in
               the
               Fable
               !
               And
               Prayers
               too
               against
               their
               very
               Patrons
               and
               Masters
               ;
               their
               Benefactors
               that
               Entertain
               ,
               Feed
               ,
               and
               Protect
               them
               .
               Will
               Heaven
               Heare
               These
               Prayers
               ,
               shall
               we
               think
               ,
               (
               or
               Curses
               rather
               )
               and
               not
               Punish
               them
               ?
               This
               Bee
               did
               not
               Pray
               for
               a
               Power
               to
               Kill
               ,
               without
               a
               Previous
               Disposition
               and
               Design
               ,
               to
               put
               that
               Venemous
               Power
               in
               Execution
               .
               She
               had
               Mischief
               in
               her
               Heart
               allready
               ,
               and
               only
               wanted
               some
               Destructive
               Faculty
               ,
               answerable
               to
               her
               Will
               :
               And
               so
               pray'd
               to
               Iupiter
               ,
               as
               Men
               do
               in
               many
               Cases
               to
               the
               Iehovah
               ,
               for
               the
               Blessing
               of
               an
               Ability
               to
               Commit
               Murder
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXXVI
             .
             Wasps
             in
             a
             Honey-Pot
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Whole
             Swarm
             of
             Wasps
             got
             into
             a
             Hony-Pot
             ,
             and
             there
             they
             Cloy'd
             and
             Clamm'd
             themselves
             ,
             till
             there
             was
             no
             getting
             Out
             again
             ;
             which
             brought
             them
             to
             Understand
             in
             the
             Conclusion
             ,
             that
             they
             had
             pay'd
             too
             Deare
             for
             their
             Sweet-Meats
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Loose
               Pleasures
               become
               Necessary
               to
               Us
               by
               the
               Frequent
               Use
               of
               them
               ,
               and
               when
               they
               come
               once
               to
               be
               Habitual
               ,
               there
               's
               no
               getting
               Clear
               again
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THESE
               Wasps
               in
               a
               Hony-Pot
               are
               so
               many
               Sensual
               Men
               that
               are
               Plung'd
               in
               their
               Lusts
               and
               Pleasures
               ;
               and
               when
               they
               are
               once
               Glu'd
               to
               them
               ,
               't
               is
               a
               very
               Hard
               Matter
               to
               Work
               themselves
               Out
               .
               We
               have
               an
               Emblem
               here
               of
               Those
               Foolish
               Voluptuous
               Men
               ,
               that
               Sacrifice
               the
               Peace
               ,
               the
               Honour
               ,
               the
               Comfort
               ,
               and
               all
               other
               Substantial
               Satisfactions
               of
               Life
               ,
               to
               the
               Temptation
               of
               a
               Liquorish
               Palate
               .
               And
               so
               for
               the
               Liberties
               of
               Wine
               ,
               Women
               ,
               Feasting
               ,
               and
               Jolly
               Company
               ;
               The
               Pomp
               and
               Splendor
               of
               Courts
               and
               Parades
               ,
               &c.
               
               It
               comes
               All
               to
               the
               same
               Point
               ;
               for
               when
               Men
               are
               once
               Dipt
               ;
               what
               with
               the
               Engagements
               of
               Sense
               ,
               Custom
               ,
               Facility
               ;
               Nay
               and
               I
               might
               have
               say'd
               ,
               with
               the
               very
               Shame
               of
               Departing
               from
               what
               they
               have
               given
               themselves
               up
               to
               ,
               they
               go
               on
               with
               Aesops
               Flyes
               ,
               'till
               they
               are
               Stifled
               in
               their
               very
               Pleasures
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXXVII
             .
             A
             
               Young
               Man
            
             and
             a
             Swallow
             .
          
           
             A
             
               Prodigal
               Young
               Fellow
            
             that
             had
             sold
             his
             Cloths
             to
             his
             very
             Shirt
             ,
             upon
             the
             Sight
             of
             a
             Swallow
             that
             came
             abroad
             before
             her
             Time
             ,
             made
             Account
             that
             Summer
             was
             now
             at
             Hand
             ,
             and
             away
             went
             That
             too
             .
             There
             happen'd
             after
             This
             ,
             a
             Fit
             of
             Bitter
             Cold
             Weather
             ,
             that
             allmost
             starv'd
             both
             the
             Bird
             ,
             and
             the
             Spendthrift
             .
             Well
             (
             says
             the
             Fellow
             to
             Himself
             )
             This
             Sot
             of
             a
             Swallow
             has
             been
             the
             Ruine
             of
             us
             Both.
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               :
            
             
               Extraordinary
               Cases
               are
               Excepted
               out
               of
               the
               General
               Rules
               of
               Life
               :
               So
               that
               Irregular
               Accidents
               and
               Instances
               are
               not
               to
               be
               drawn
               into
               President
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               EVERY
               Man
               Stands
               or
               Falls
               to
               his
               Own
               Reason
               ;
               and
               it
               is
               No
               Excuse
               to
               say
               ,
               that
               I
               was
               Misled
               by
               Example
               ,
               or
               Conjecture
               ,
               when
               I
               had
               the
               Means
               before
               me
               of
               Enforming
               my self
               Better
               .
               If
               this
               Prodigal
               had
               but
               Consulted
               the
               Almanack
               ,
               or
               his
               own
               Experience
               ,
               it
               would
               have
               set
               him
               Right
               in
               the
               Course
               of
               the
               Seasons
               ,
               or
               the
               Old
               Proverb
               Methinks
               might
               have
               satisfy'd
               him
               ,
               that
               
                 One
                 Swallow
                 makes
                 no
                 Summer
              
               ,
               Unless
               the
               Fable
               perchance
               should
               fall
               out
               to
               be
               the
               Ancienter
               of
               the
               Two
               ,
               and
               the
               Occasion
               of
               That
               Proverb
               :
               But
               there
               are
               Certain
               Extravagants
               among
               People
               of
               all
               Sizes
               and
               Professions
               ,
               and
               there
               must
               be
               no
               Drawing
               of
               General
               Rules
               from
               Particular
               Exceptions
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CXXVIII
             .
             Mercury
             and
             a
             Carpenter
             .
          
           
             A
             Carpenter
             dropt
             his
             Axe
             into
             a
             River
             ,
             and
             put
             up
             a
             Prayer
             to
             Mercury
             to
             help
             him
             to
             't
             again
             .
             Mercury
             Div'd
             for
             't
             ,
             and
             brought
             him
             up
             a
             Golden
             One
             :
             but
             That
             was
             not
             it
             the
             Fellow
             said
             :
             And
             so
             he
             Plung'd
             a
             Second
             Time
             ,
             and
             Fetch'd
             up
             Another
             ,
             of
             Silver
             .
             He
             sayd
             That
             was
             not
             it
             neither
             .
             He
             try'd
             once
             again
             ,
             and
             then
             Up
             comes
             an
             Axe
             with
             a
             Wooden
             Handle
             ,
             which
             the
             Carpenter
             ,
             sayd
             was
             the
             very
             Tool
             that
             he
             had
             Lost.
             Well!
             (
             says
             Mercury
             )
             thou
             art
             so
             Just
             a
             Poor
             Wretch
             ,
             that
             I
             'le
             give
             thee
             All
             Three
             now
             for
             thy
             Honesty
             .
             This
             Story
             was
             got
             into
             Every
             bodies
             Mouth
             ,
             and
             the
             Rumour
             being
             Spread
             ,
             it
             came
             into
             a
             Knaves
             Head
             to
             Try
             the
             Same
             Experiment
             over
             again
             .
             And
             so
             away
             goes
             He
             and
             Down
             he
             Sits
             ,
             Sniv'ling
             and
             Whelping
             upon
             the
             Bank
             of
             a
             River
             ,
             that
             he
             had
             Dropt
             his
             Axe
             into
             the
             Water
             there
             .
             Mercury
             ,
             that
             was
             at
             hand
             it
             seems
             ,
             heard
             his
             Lamentation
             ,
             and
             Dipping
             once
             again
             for
             his
             Axe
             ,
             as
             he
             had
             done
             for
             the
             Other
             ;
             up
             he
             brings
             him
             a
             Golden
             Axe
             ,
             and
             Asks
             the
             Fellow
             if
             That
             were
             it
             .
             Yes
             ,
             Yes
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             This
             is
             it
             .
             Oh
             thou
             Impudent
             Sot
             ,
             cryes
             Mercury
             ;
             to
             think
             of
             putting
             Tricks
             upon
             Him
             that
             sees
             through
             the
             very
             Heart
             of
             thee
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Great
               Searcher
               of
               our
               Hearts
               is
               not
               to
               be
               Impos'd
               upon
               ,
               but
               he
               will
               take
               his
               Own
               Time
               either
               to
               Reward
               or
               Punish
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               HEAVEN
               Hates
               Dissemblers
               ,
               and
               Hypocrites
               ,
               as
               it
               Loves
               men
               of
               Truth
               and
               Integrity
               .
               He
               that
               fan●…yes
               he
               can
               Impose
               upon
               Iupiter
               takes
               him
               for
               a
               Cully
               .
            
             
               Baudoin
               Morallizes
               the
               Matter
               thus
               ;
               that
               Mercury's
               called
               upon
               ,
               and
               Sent
               ,
               as
               the
               Patron
               of
               Artizans
               .
               The
               Practice
               of
               Truth
               and
               Justice
               can
               never
               fail
               of
               a
               Reward
               in
               the
               Conclusion
               ,
               and
               the
               bringing
               in
               of
               a
               God
               to
               the
               Reliefe
               of
               a
               Poor
               Man
               ,
               shews
               that
               it
               is
               from
               Heaven
               that
               the
               Needy
               are
               to
               Expect
               Redress
               .
            
             
               Here
               are
               Two
               Men
               at
               their
               Prayers
               ;
               The
               One
               a
               Downright
               
                 Plain
                 Dealer
              
               ;
               and
               the
               Other
               ,
               a
               Trimming
               ,
               Designing
               Hypocrite
               .
               The
               Former
               has
               a
               Reverence
               in
               his
               Heart
               for
               the
               Power
               that
               he
               Invokes
               ;
               He
               is
               not
               to
               be
               Corrupted
               with
               Gold
               ,
               or
               Silver
               .
               He
               stands
               in
               Awe
               of
               his
               Conscience
               ,
               and
               makes
               good
               his
               Profession
               ,
               with
               his
               Practice
               :
               Receiving
               in
               the
               End
               ,
               the
               Blessing
               of
               a
               Reward
               for
               his
               Integrity
               .
               The
               Other
               Worships
               with
               his
               Eyes
               ,
               his
               Hands
               ,
               and
               his
               Voyce
               ;
               but
               All
               This
               is
               only
               to
               Cover
               the
               Cheat
               of
               a
               Rotten-Heart
               .
               He
               acknowledges
               a
               Divine
               Power
               ,
               but
               at
               the
               
               Same
               Time
               he
               makes
               a
               Mock
               on
               't
               ,
               and
               Provokes
               it
               .
               He
               stands
               Convinc'd
               that
               God
               knows
               All
               the
               Secrets
               of
               his
               Heart
               ,
               and
               yet
               tells
               him
               a
               Lye
               to
               his
               Face
               .
               There
               is
               No
               such
               Masque
               ,
               in
               fine
               ,
               for
               the
               Greatest
               of
               Impietyes
               ,
               as
               a
               Veil
               of
               Religion
               .
               
                 This
                 Praying
                 Carpenter
                 here
                 would
                 have
                 made
                 Mercury
                 a
                 Broaker
                 to
                 his
                 Knavery
                 :
              
               and
               we
               have
               a
               world
               of
               Praying
               Christians
               too
               ,
               that
               write
               after
               his
               Copy
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXXIX
             .
             A
             Fox
             and
             Grapes
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Time
             ,
             when
             a
             Fox
             would
             have
             Ventur'd
             as
             far
             for
             a
             Bunch
             of
             Grapes
             ,
             as
             for
             a
             Shoulder
             of
             Mutton
             ,
             and
             it
             was
             a
             Fox
             of
             Those
             days
             ,
             and
             of
             That
             Palate
             ,
             that
             stood
             Gaping
             under
             a
             Vine
             ,
             and
             licking
             his
             Lips
             at
             a
             most
             Delicious
             Cluster
             of
             Grapes
             that
             he
             had
             Spy'd
             out
             there
             ;
             He
             fetch'd
             a
             Hundred
             and
             a
             Hundred
             Leaps
             at
             it
             ,
             'till
             at
             last
             ,
             when
             he
             was
             as
             Weary
             as
             a
             Dog
             ,
             and
             found
             that
             there
             was
             No
             Good
             to
             be
             done
             ;
             
               Hang
               'em
            
             (
             says
             He
             )
             
               they
               are
               as
               Sowr
               as
               Crabs
            
             ;
             and
             so
             away
             he
             went
             ,
             turning
             off
             the
             Disappointment
             with
             a
             Jest.
             
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXXX
             .
             A
             Wolfe
             and
             a
             Lyon.
             
          
           
             AS
             a
             Wolfe
             and
             a
             Lyon
             were
             abroad
             upon
             Adventure
             together
             ,
             Heark
             ,
             (
             says
             the
             Wolfe
             )
             Don't
             you
             hear
             the
             Bleating
             of
             Sheep
             ?
             My
             Life
             for
             Yours
             Sir
             ,
             I
             'le
             go
             fetch
             ye
             a
             Purchase
             .
             Away
             he
             goes
             ,
             and
             follows
             his
             Eare
             ,
             till
             he
             came
             just
             under
             the
             Sheepfold
             :
             But
             it
             was
             so
             well
             fortify
             ▪
             d
             ,
             and
             the
             Dogs
             asleep
             so
             Near
             it
             ,
             that
             back
             he
             comes
             Sneaking
             to
             the
             Lyon
             again
             ,
             and
             tells
             him
             ,
             There
             are
             Sheep
             Yonder
             (
             says
             he
             )
             't
             is
             true
             ,
             but
             they
             are
             as
             Lean
             as
             Carrion
             ,
             and
             we
             had
             e'en
             as
             good
             let
             'em
             alone
             'till
             they
             have
             more
             Flesh
             on
             their
             Backs
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               of
               the
               TWO
               FABLES
               above
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               matter
               of
               Skill
               and
               Address
               ,
               when
               a
               man
               cannot
               Honestly
               Compass
               what
               he
               would
               be
               at
               ,
               to
               Appear
               Easy
               and
               Indifferent
               upon
               All
               Repulses
               and
               Disappointments
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               a
               Point
               of
               Good
               Discretion
               to
               make
               a
               Virtue
               of
               a
               Necessity
               ,
               and
               to
               Content
               our selves
               with
               what
               we
               cannot
               get
               ,
               though
               we
               have
               never
               so
               much
               a
               Mind
               to
               't
               ;
               for
               't
               is
               a
               Turn
               of
               Art
               to
               seem
               to
               Despise
               what
               we
               cannot
               Compass
               ,
               and
               to
               put
               off
               a
               Miscarriage
               with
               a
               Jest
               ;
               Beside
               ,
               that
               it
               is
               Better
               to
               have
               People
               think
               a
               man
               could
               Gain
               Such
               or
               such
               a
               Point
               if
               he
               Would
               ,
               then
               that
               he
               Would
               ,
               but
               cannot
               .
            
             
               The
               Foxes
               Put
               off
               in
               This
               Fable
               ,
               is
               a
               most
               Instructive
               Point
               of
               Philosophy
               toward
               the
               Government
               of
               our
               Lives
               ;
               Provided
               that
               his
               Fooling
               may
               be
               made
               our
               Earnest
               ;
               as
               it
               would
               be
               much
               for
               our
               Honour
               and
               Quiet
               so
               to
               be
               .
               No
               man
               can
               be
               Miserable
               if
               he
               can
               but
               keep
               Clear
               of
               the
               Snare
               of
               Hopes
               and
               Fears
               ;
               and
               Antidote
               himself
               against
               the
               Flatteries
               of
               the
               One
               ,
               and
               the
               Alarums
               of
               the
               Other
               :
               It
               is
               a
               High
               Point
               of
               Christian
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               of
               Civil
               Prudence
               ;
               for
               a
               man
               to
               say
               Thus
               to
               Himself
               before-hand
               ,
               of
               a
               Thing
               that
               he
               has
               a
               Mind
               to
               [
               
                 If
                 I
                 cannot
                 get
                 it
                 ,
                 I
                 shall
                 be
                 Better
                 without
                 it
                 .
              
               ]
               Or
               if
               he
               can
               but
               say
               after
               the
               Missing
               of
               it
               ,
               [
               
                 It
                 was
                 better
                 Lost
                 then
                 found
                 .
              
               ]
               Now
               if
               we
               cannot
               Arrive
               at
               the
               Pitch
               of
               making
               This
               Indifference
               a
               Virtue
               indeed
               ,
               we
               may
               however
               so
               Disguise
               it
               yet
               ,
               (
               though
               in
               a
               case
               of
               Necessity
               )
               as
               to
               make
               it
               Look
               like
               One
               :
               Not
               but
               that
               it
               would
               be
               much
               better
               if
               we
               could
               Attain
               to
               the
               Perfection
               it selfe
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               we
               may
               in
               Appearance
               Cover
               the
               Disgrace
               .
            
             
               I
               knew
               a
               Fine
               Lady
               once
               ,
               and
               she
               was
               a
               Woman
               of
               Sense
               ,
               Quality
               ,
               and
               a
               very
               Generous
               Mind
               .
               She
               lay
               under
               Mortifications
               in
               abundance
               ,
               and
               yet
               was
               never
               Observ'd
               to
               be
               Peevish
               ,
               or
               Angry
               ,
               upon
               Any
               Provocation
               Whatsoever
               ;
               and
               the
               Reason
               she
               gave
               for
               't
               was
               This
               :
               [
               
                 It
                 Will
                 make
                 Me
                 Look
                 Old
                 ,
              
               )
               So
               that
               it
               is
               not
               so
               much
               the
               want
               of
               Ability
               to
               master
               our
               Affections
               ,
               as
               the
               want
               of
               Resolution
               to
               go
               thorough
               with
               the
               Experiment
               .
               This
               is
               a
               way
               to
               keep
               us
               Firm
               in
               All
               Tryals
               :
               or
               if
               He
               ,
               that
               upon
               a
               True
               Principle
               ,
               lives
               without
               any
               Disquiet
               of
               Thought
               ,
               may
               be
               sayd
               to
               be
               Happy
               .
               It
               Emproves
               All
               our
               Disappointments
               into
               Providences
               ,
               when
               we
               can
               let
               fall
               the
               Vain
               Desire
               of
               any
               thing
               without
               Feeling
               the
               Loss
               of
               it
               .
               It
               comes
               All
               to
               a
               Case
               now
               ,
               upon
               the
               force
               of
               the
               Moral
               ,
               whether
               we
               Quit
               ,
               as
               the
               Fox
               did
               the
               Grapes
               ,
               because
               he
               could
               not
               come
               at
               them
               ,
               or
               as
               the
               Wolfe
               did
               the
               Sheep
               ,
               because
               he
               durst
               not
               Venture
               ,
               upon
               '
               em
               .
               But
               be
               it
               either
               the
               One
               or
               the
               Other
               ,
               there
               's
               a
               Virtue
               ,
               and
               a
               Blessing
               in
               't
               ,
               Both
               ways
               ,
               in
               getting
               the
               Better
               of
               our
               Passions
               :
               which
               might
               certainly
               be
               done
               if
               we
               had
               but
               Halfe
               the
               Tenderness
               for
               our
               Minds
               and
               Consciences
               ,
               that
               we
               have
               for
               our
               Carcasses
               ,
               and
               our
               Fortunes
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXXXI
             .
             A
             Boy
             and
             a
             Snake
             .
          
           
             A
             Boy
             was
             Groping
             for
             Eles
             ,
             and
             layd
             his
             hand
             upon
             a
             Snake
             ,
             but
             the
             Snake
             ,
             finding
             it
             was
             Pure
             Simplicity
             ,
             and
             not
             Malice
             ,
             Admonish'd
             him
             of
             his
             Mistake
             ;
             Keep
             your self
             Well
             while
             you
             are
             Well
             ,
             says
             the
             Snake
             ;
             for
             if
             you
             Meddle
             with
             Me
             ,
             You
             'll
             Repent
             your
             Bargain
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               the
               Intention
               ,
               Morally
               Speaking
               ,
               that
               makes
               the
               Action
               Good
               or
               Bad
               ;
               and
               even
               Brutes
               themselves
               will
               put
               a
               Difference
               betwixt
               Harms
               of
               Ill
               Will
               and
               Mischance
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               Wisdom
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               Justice
               ,
               to
               Distinguish
               betwixt
               Actions
               of
               Misadventure
               ,
               and
               of
               Design
               .
               Every
               Thing
               has
               at
               least
               Two
               Handles
               to
               't
               ,
               and
               Both
               Parts
               should
               be
               well
               Examin'd
               ,
               before
               a
               Man
               can
               make
               either
               a
               Warrantable
               Judgment
               ,
               or
               a
               Prudent
               Choice
               .
               The
               Boy
               's
               Mistake
               here
               is
               no
               more
               then
               what
               we
               have
               Every
               day
               before
               our
               Eyes
               in
               common
               Practice
               :
               And
               That
               which
               the
               Snake
               says
               to
               the
               Boy
               ,
               Every
               Man's
               Reason
               says
               to
               Himself
               .
               What
               is
               his
               taking
               a
               Snake
               for
               an
               Ele
               ,
               but
               our
               taking
               Vice
               for
               Virtue
               ?
               He
               did
               it
               Unwarily
               :
               And
               so
               do
               We
               Many
               times
               too
               .
               He
               took
               the
               One
               for
               the
               Other
               ,
               because
               they
               were
               so
               much
               Alike
               ,
               that
               at
               first
               View
               he
               could
               not
               Distinguish
               them
               .
               And
               are
               not
               Virtue
               and
               Vice
               as
               Like
               ,
               in
               several
               Instances
               ,
               as
               One
               Egg
               is
               to
               Another
               ?
               How
               shall
               a
               Man
               know
               ,
               at
               first
               Blush
               ,
               Hypocrisie
               from
               Piety
               ;
               True
               Charity
               from
               Ostentation
               ;
               or
               the
               Devil
               Himself
               with
               a
               Glory
               about
               him
               ,
               from
               an
               Angel
               of
               Light
               ?
               Time
               and
               Examination
               may
               do
               Much
               ,
               but
               the
               Boy
               was
               Groping
               ,
               and
               in
               the
               Dark
               ,
               and
               so
               might
               Well
               be
               Mistaken
               .
               The
               Snake
               Told
               him
               of
               his
               Error
               ,
               and
               the
               Danger
               of
               it
               ,
               but
               Pass'd
               it
               over
               ,
               because
               there
               was
               no
               
                 Ill
                 Will
              
               in
               't
               .
               This
               is
               the
               very
               Case
               of
               Our
               Reason
               to
               us
               ,
               in
               all
               our
               Misdoings
               :
               It
               Checks
               us
               for
               what
               's
               Past
               ,
               and
               Advises
               us
               for
               the
               Future
               ,
               to
               have
               a
               care
               of
               False
               Appearances
               :
               Just
               as
               the
               Snake
               did
               to
               the
               Child
               here
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXXXII
             .
             A
             Fowler
             and
             a
             Partridge
             .
          
           
             A
             Fowler
             had
             taken
             a
             Partridge
             ,
             and
             the
             Bird
             offer'd
             her self
             to
             Decoy
             as
             many
             of
             her
             Companions
             into
             the
             Snare
             as
             she
             could
             ,
             upon
             Condition
             that
             he
             would
             but
             give
             her
             Quarter
             .
             No
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             You
             shall
             Dye
             the
             rather
             for
             That
             very
             Reason
             ,
             because
             you
             would
             be
             so
             Base
             as
             to
             Betray
             your
             Friends
             to
             save
             your self
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Of
               all
               Scandalous
               and
               Lewd
               Offices
               ,
               That
               of
               a
               Traytor
               is
               Certainly
               the
               Basest
               ;
               for
               it
               Undermines
               the
               very
               Foundations
               of
               Society
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               TREACHERY
               is
               a
               Sin
               against
               Common
               Faith
               ,
               Honour
               ,
               and
               Humane
               Society
               ;
               A
               Villany
               ,
               in
               short
               ,
               that
               's
               never
               to
               be
               Approv'd
               ,
               how
               Convenient
               soever
               in
               some
               Cases
               to
               be
               made
               use
               of
               .
               The
               Fowler
               's
               here
               ,
               was
               a
               Wise
               and
               a
               Generous
               Resolution
               ,
               upon
               the
               Partridges
               Proposal
               ;
               for
               all
               Traytors
               are
               Mercenaries
               ;
               and
               Whoever
               Betrays
               One
               Master
               for
               Advantage
               ,
               
               will
               Betray
               Another
               for
               a
               Better
               Price
               .
               But
               as
               all
               manner
               of
               Treachery
               is
               Abominable
               in
               the
               Sight
               both
               of
               God
               and
               Man
               ,
               and
               stands
               Reprehended
               in
               this
               Fable
               :
               So
               there
               are
               Certain
               Kinds
               and
               Degrees
               of
               it
               ,
               that
               are
               yet
               more
               Execrable
               and
               Odious
               ,
               One
               then
               Another
               .
               There
               is
               first
               a
               Treachery
               by
               Complexion
               ,
               which
               was
               the
               Partridges
               Case
               .
               Her
               Heart
               Fail'd
               her
               ,
               and
               she
               would
               fain
               have
               Compounded
               for
               her
               Own
               Life
               ,
               by
               the
               Betraying
               of
               her
               Fellows
               .
               This
               was
               an
               Unhappy
               Infirmity
               ,
               but
               the
               Weakness
               all
               this
               while
               ,
               does
               not
               Excuse
               the
               Persidy
               ,
               though
               it
               may
               seem
               in
               some
               Measure
               to
               Extenuate
               the
               Crime
               ,
               by
               the
               Poor
               Creatures
               lying
               under
               almost
               an
               Insuperable
               Frailty
               .
               The
               Fowler
               however
               made
               an
               Example
               of
               her
               for
               a
               Terror
               to
               Others
               .
               Now
               if
               a
               Treachery
               of
               this
               Quality
               be
               so
               Unpardonable
               ,
               what
               shall
               we
               say
               to
               Those
               Iudas'es
               ,
               that
               Dip
               in
               the
               Dish
               with
               their
               Masters
               ,
               and
               then
               for
               so
               many
               Pieces
               of
               Silver
               ,
               deliver
               them
               up
               to
               be
               Crucify'd
               ?
               What
               shall
               we
               say
               to
               Those
               that
               Sell
               their
               Country
               ,
               their
               Souls
               ,
               and
               their
               Religion
               ,
               for
               Mony
               ,
               and
               Rate
               Divinity
               at
               so
               much
               a
               Pound
               ?
               And
               then
               to
               Consummate
               the
               Wickedness
               ,
               Finish
               the
               Work
               with
               Malice
               ,
               that
               they
               began
               with
               Avarice
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXXXIII
             .
             A
             Hare
             and
             a
             Tortoise
             .
          
           
             WHat
             a
             Dull
             Heavy
             Creature
             (
             says
             a
             Hare
             )
             is
             This
             same
             Tortoise
             !
             And
             yet
             (
             says
             the
             Tortoise
             )
             I
             'll
             run
             with
             you
             for
             a
             Wager
             .
             'T
             was
             
               Done
               and
               Done
            
             ,
             and
             the
             Fox
             ,
             by
             Consent
             ,
             was
             to
             be
             the
             Judg.
             They
             started
             together
             ,
             and
             the
             Tortoise
             kept
             Jogging
             on
             still
             ,
             'till
             he
             came
             to
             the
             End
             of
             the
             Course
             .
             The
             Hare
             lay'd
             himself
             down
             about
             Mid-way
             ,
             and
             took
             a
             Nap
             ;
             for
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             I
             can
             fetch
             up
             the
             Tortoise
             when
             I
             please
             :
             But
             he
             Over-slept
             himself
             it
             seems
             ,
             for
             when
             he
             came
             to
             Wake
             ,
             though
             he
             scudded
             away
             as
             fast
             as
             't
             was
             possible
             ,
             the
             Tortoise
             got
             to
             the
             Post
             before
             him
             ,
             and
             Won
             the
             Wager
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               
                 Up
                 and
                 be
                 Doing
              
               ,
               is
               an
               Edifying
               Text
               ;
               for
               Action
               is
               the
               Bus'ness
               of
               Life
               ,
               and
               there
               's
               no
               Thought
               of
               ever
               coming
               to
               the
               End
               of
               our
               Iourney
               in
               time
               ,
               if
               we
               Sleep
               by
               the
               Way
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               UNNECESSARY
               Delays
               in
               All
               Pressing
               Affairs
               are
               but
               just
               so
               much
               time
               Lost
               ,
               beside
               the
               Hazard
               of
               Intervening
               Contingencies
               that
               may
               Endanger
               a
               Total
               Disappointment
               .
               Let
               not
               the
               Work
               of
               to
               day
               be
               put
               off
               'till
               to
               morrow
               ;
               for
               the
               Future
               is
               Uncertain
               ;
               and
               he
               that
               lyes
               down
               to
               Sleep
               in
               the
               Middle
               of
               Bus'ness
               that
               requires
               Action
               ,
               does
               not
               know
               whether
               he
               shall
               live
               to
               '
               wake
               again
               :
               Or
               with
               the
               Hare
               in
               the
               Fable
               here
               ,
               Out-sleep
               his
               Opportunity
               .
               A
               Plodding
               Diligence
               brings
               us
               sooner
               
               to
               our
               Journey
               's
               End
               ,
               then
               a
               Fluttering
               Way
               of
               Advancing
               by
               Starts
               and
               by
               Stops
               ;
               for
               't
               is
               Perseverance
               Alone
               that
               can
               carry
               us
               Thorough-Stitch
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXXXIV
             .
             Apples
             and
             Horse-Turds
             .
          
           
             UPon
             a
             very
             great
             Fall
             of
             Rain
             ,
             the
             Current
             carry'd
             Away
             a
             Huge
             Heap
             of
             Apples
             ,
             together
             with
             a
             Dunghill
             that
             lay
             in
             the
             Water-Course
             .
             They
             Floated
             a
             good
             while
             together
             like
             Brethren
             and
             Companions
             ;
             and
             as
             they
             went
             thus
             Dancing
             down
             the
             Stream
             ,
             the
             Horse-Turds
             would
             be
             every
             foot
             crying
             out
             still
             ,
             Alack
             a
             day
             !
             
               How
               Wee
               Apples
               Swim
            
             !
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXXXV
             .
             A
             Peach
             ,
             an
             Apple
             ,
             and
             a
             Blackberry
             .
          
           
             THere
             happen'd
             a
             Controversie
             once
             betwixt
             a
             Peach
             ,
             and
             an
             Apple
             ,
             which
             was
             the
             Fairer
             Fruit
             of
             the
             Two.
             They
             were
             so
             Loud
             in
             their
             Discourse
             ,
             that
             a
             Blackberry
             from
             the
             next
             Hedg
             ,
             Over-heard
             them
             .
             Come
             (
             says
             the
             Blackberry
             )
             We
             are
             
               All
               Friends
            
             ,
             and
             pray
             let
             's
             have
             No
             Jangling
             among
             our selves
             ?
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               of
               the
               Two
               FABLES
               above
               ,
            
             
               Every
               Thing
               would
               be
               Thought
               Greater
               in
               the
               World
               then
               it
               is
               ,
               and
               the
               Root
               of
               it
               is
               This
               ,
               that
               it
               first
               thinks
               it self
               so
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               a
               Vanity
               Common
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               for
               Every
               Pretending
               Coxcomb
               to
               make
               himself
               One
               of
               the
               Party
               still
               with
               his
               Betters
               .
               They
               cry
               Wee
               to
               Every
               thing
               ,
               and
               make
               themselves
               Necessary
               upon
               All
               Occasions
               ,
               and
               to
               All
               Purposes
               ,
               and
               People
               ,
               when
               upon
               the
               Truth
               of
               the
               Matter
               ,
               they
               are
               found
               to
               be
               good
               for
               Just
               Nothing
               at
               all
               .
            
             
               [
               Wee
               ]
               Apples
               cry
               the
               Horse-Turds
               [
               Wee
               ]
               the
               Kings
               Officers
               ,
               crys
               the
               Fellow
               that
               carrys
               Guts
               to
               the
               Bears
               [
               Wee
               ]
               crys
               the
               Scumm
               of
               the
               Nation
               to
               the
               Bench
               ,
               to
               the
               Court
               ,
               to
               the
               City
               ,
               to
               the
               Church
               ,
               to
               Parliaments
               ,
               and
               Councels
               .
               There
               's
               Nothing
               so
               Great
               ,
               but
               the
               Little
               People
               cry
               [
               Wee
               ]
               to
               't
               still
               .
               [
               Wee
               'l
               ]
               do
               This
               ,
               and
               [
               Wee
               'l
               ]
               do
               That
               ,
               and
               [
               Wee
               'l
               ]
               Undertake
               for
               This
               and
               T'other
               ,
               This
               is
               in
               a
               Familiar
               Way
               ,
               the
               Common
               Style
               of
               the
               Licentious
               Multitude
               ,
               to
               the
               Scandal
               of
               all
               Honorable
               Commissions
               ,
               and
               of
               Those
               that
               Manage
               them
               .
               And
               This
               Humour
               of
               [
               Weeing
               ]
               holds
               as
               well
               in
               Matters
               of
               State
               ,
               and
               of
               Understanding
               ,
               as
               in
               
               the
               Point
               of
               Honour
               and
               Quality
               .
               T
               was
               [
               Wee
               ]
               in
               the
               Persons
               of
               the
               Fish
               Wives
               and
               the
               Broom-Men
               [
               Wee
               ]
               again
               in
               the
               Resolutions
               of
               Billingsgate
               ,
               and
               
                 Grub
                 street
              
               ,
               that
               took
               upon
               them
               to
               Prescribe
               in
               Matters
               of
               Religion
               and
               Government
               .
               [
               Wee
               ]
               won't
               lose
               our
               Religion
               ,
               was
               the
               Cry
               of
               Every
               Ignorant
               Atheist
               .
               [
               Wee
               'l
               ]
               stand
               up
               for
               our
               Properties
               was
               the
               Beggers
               Song
               that
               liv'd
               upon
               the
               Alms
               Basket.
               And
               [
               Wee
               ]
               for
               our
               Liberties
               ,
               cry
               the
               Slaves
               of
               All
               Times
               and
               Interests
               ;
               Nay
               and
               None
               so
               streight
               Lac'd
               as
               Common
               Cheats
               upon
               the
               Topique
               of
               Conscience
               .
               And
               so
               it
               was
               [
               Wee
               ]
               again
               in
               the
               Name
               of
               the
               Multitude
               that
               did
               Every
               thing
               that
               was
               thought
               Worth
               the
               Doing
               .
               Now
               if
               the
               Dregs
               of
               the
               People
               will
               be
               Opening
               ,
               and
               Crying
               [
               Wee
               ]
               to
               Every
               thing
               ;
               the
               Mobile
               has
               a
               Wide
               Mouth
               ,
               and
               there
               's
               No
               Stopping
               it
               .
               But
               the
               Arrogance
               of
               the
               Rabbles
               Assuming
               at
               This
               Rate
               ,
               is
               Nothing
               to
               the
               Meanness
               of
               their
               Superiors
               when
               they
               shall
               descend
               to
               keep
               such
               Company
               ;
               or
               to
               make
               use
               of
               such
               Tools
               or
               Engines
               .
               'T
               is
               not
               half
               so
               bad
               for
               the
               Apples
               to
               cry
               [
               Wee
               ]
               Horse-Turds
               ,
               as
               it
               would
               be
               for
               Men
               of
               State
               ,
               and
               Caball
               ,
               to
               cry
               [
               Wee
               ]
               Tinkers
               and
               Carr-Men
               .
               But
               This
               is
               a
               Supposition
               ,
               not
               to
               Enter
               so
               much
               as
               into
               the
               Thought
               of
               any
               Man
               of
               Sense
               or
               Honour
               .
               This
               Fable
               will
               also
               bear
               as
               Edifying
               ,
               and
               as
               Pertinent
               a
               Moral
               ,
               in
               the
               Inversion
               ,
               as
               it
               does
               the
               Other
               Way
               .
               
                 Wee
                 Rogues
              
               ,
               on
               the
               One
               Hand
               ,
               is
               Every
               jot
               as
               Emphatical
               ,
               as
               
                 Wee
                 Princes
              
               ,
               on
               the
               Other
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXXXVI
             .
             A
             Mole
             and
             
               her
               Dam.
            
             
          
           
             MOther
             (
             says
             a
             Mole
             to
             her
             Damm
             )
             
               Here
               's
               a
               Strange
               Smell
               Methinks
            
             .
             And
             then
             she
             was
             at
             it
             again
             ,
             
               There
               's
               a
               Mulberry-Tree
               I
               perceive
            
             .
             And
             so
             a
             Third
             Time
             ,
             
               What
               a
               Clattering
               of
               Hammers
               do
               I
               hear
               .
            
             Daughter
             says
             the
             Old
             One
             ,
             You
             have
             now
             quite
             Betray'd
             your self
             ;
             for
             I
             thought
             You
             had
             Wanted
             only
             One
             Sense
             ,
             and
             now
             I
             find
             you
             want
             Three
             ;
             for
             you
             can
             neither
             Hear
             nor
             Smell
             any
             more
             then
             you
             can
             See.
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Men
               Labour
               under
               Many
               Imperfections
               that
               No
               Body
               would
               take
               Notice
               of
               ,
               if
               they
               themselves
               were
               not
               Over-sollicitous
               to
               Conceal
               them
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               BOASTERS
               are
               Naturally
               Falsifyers
               ,
               and
               the
               People
               of
               All
               Others
               that
               put
               their
               Shams
               the
               Worst
               together
               .
               Their
               Imperfections
               would
               not
               be
               Half
               so
               much
               taken
               Notice
               of
               ,
               if
               their
               Own
               Vanity
               did
               not
               make
               Proclamation
               of
               them
               ;
               As
               a
               Blind
               Lady
               that
               I
               knew
               ,
               was
               never
               Well
               ,
               but
               when
               she
               was
               Discoursing
               of
               Colours
               .
               
                 'T
                 is
                 a
                 Strange
                 Thing
                 ,
                 the
                 Impudence
                 of
                 some
                 Women
                 !
              
               Was
               a
               Word
               often
               in
               the
               Mouth
               of
               a
               Precise
               Dame
               ,
               who
               her self
               was
               as
               Common
               as
               the
               King's
               High-Way
               .
               I
               knew
               Another
               that
               was
               never
               without
               
                 Lemmon
                 Pill
              
               in
               her
               Mouth
               ,
               to
               Correct
               an
               Unfavoury
               
               Vapour
               of
               her
               Own
               ,
               and
               yet
               would
               be
               Perpetually
               Inveighing
               against
               Foul
               Breaths
               .
               Now
               This
               way
               of
               Covering
               Defects
               ,
               Scandals
               or
               Inconveniences
               ,
               is
               the
               Only
               Way
               of
               Exposing
               them
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXXXVII
             .
             
               Wasps
               ,
               Partridges
            
             ,
             and
             a
             Husbandman
             .
          
           
             A
             Flight
             of
             Wasps
             ,
             and
             a
             Covy
             of
             Partridges
             that
             were
             hard
             put
             to
             't
             for
             Water
             ,
             went
             to
             a
             Farmer
             ,
             and
             begg'd
             a
             Soup
             of
             him
             to
             Quench
             their
             Thirst.
             The
             Partridges
             offer'd
             to
             Dig
             his
             Vineyard
             for
             't
             ,
             and
             the
             Wasps
             to
             secure
             him
             from
             Thieves
             .
             Pray
             hold
             your
             Hand
             ,
             says
             the
             Good
             Man
             ;
             I
             have
             Oxen
             and
             Dogs
             that
             do
             me
             These
             Offices
             already
             ,
             without
             standing
             upon
             Terms
             .
             And
             therefore
             it
             will
             become
             me
             to
             Provide
             for
             Them
             in
             the
             First
             Place
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               
                 Charity
                 begins
                 at
                 Home
              
               ,
               but
               the
               Necessary
               Duty
               of
               it
               in
               One
               Place
               ,
               does
               not
               Discharge
               the
               Christian
               Exercise
               of
               it
               in
               Another
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               CHARITY
               is
               a
               Humane
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               a
               Christian
               Virtue
               ,
               and
               there
               is
               a
               Place
               for
               it
               ,
               even
               upon
               Brutes
               ,
               under
               the
               Duty
               of
               Tenderness
               and
               Good
               Nature
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               upon
               Men
               ;
               but
               still
               with
               a
               Distinction
               by
               way
               of
               Preference
               ,
               that
               it
               is
               to
               be
               Employ'd
               in
               the
               First
               Place
               upon
               Those
               that
               have
               the
               Fairest
               Right
               to
               't
               :
               'T
               is
               One
               thing
               I
               must
               Confess
               ,
               to
               Condition
               for
               a
               Good
               Office
               ,
               and
               Another
               thing
               to
               do
               it
               Gratis
               ;
               so
               that
               the
               Husbandman
               took
               the
               Proposal
               by
               the
               Right
               Handle
               in
               That
               Respect
               :
               But
               his
               being
               provided
               of
               Servants
               already
               ,
               to
               do
               his
               Work
               was
               no
               Excuse
               for
               his
               Want
               of
               Charity
               to
               Relieve
               his
               Distressed
               Neighbor
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXXXVIII
             .
             Jupiter
             and
             a
             Serpent
             .
          
           
             JUpiter
             had
             Presents
             made
             him
             upon
             his
             Wedding-Day
             ,
             Greater
             ,
             or
             Less
             ,
             from
             All
             Living
             Creatures
             .
             A
             Serpent
             brought
             him
             a
             Rose
             in
             his
             Mouth
             for
             an
             Offering
             .
             The
             Thing
             was
             Acceptable
             enough
             ,
             but
             not
             the
             Presenter
             ;
             for
             (
             says
             Iupiter
             )
             though
             Gifts
             are
             Wellcome
             to
             me
             ,
             of
             Themselves
             ,
             I
             must
             not
             yet
             receive
             any
             from
             a
             Serpent
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               He
               that
               receives
               a
               Present
               ,
               Contracts
               an
               Obligation
               :
               which
               a
               Body
               would
               be
               Asham'd
               of
               in
               the
               Case
               of
               an
               Ill
               Man
               ;
               for
               it
               looks
               toward
               making
               a
               Friendship
               with
               him
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               A
               Good
               Man
               would
               not
               Willingly
               lye
               under
               any
               Obligation
               to
               a
               Person
               of
               a
               Lewd
               Character
               and
               Conversation
               ;
               for
               beside
               the
               Danger
               he
               Incurrs
               ,
               it
               would
               not
               be
               for
               his
               Credit
               neither
               ,
               where
               Presents
               are
               Scandals
               ,
               and
               rather
               Snares
               then
               Benefits
               .
               'T
               is
               a
               kind
               of
               Incumbrance
               upon
               the
               freedom
               of
               a
               Generous
               Mind
               ,
               to
               be
               debt
               to
               an
               Ill
               Man
               ,
               even
               upon
               any
               Score
               whatsoever
               ,
               that
               does
               but
               carry
               the
               face
               of
               Good
               Will
               ,
               or
               Respect
               ;
               for
               't
               is
               a
               Debt
               that
               a
               Man
               's
               both
               Asham'd
               and
               Weary
               of
               'till
               't
               is
               paid
               off
               .
               He
               lives
               uneasily
               under
               the
               Burden
               of
               it
               ,
               and
               Consequently
               ,
               it
               is
               the
               Debt
               of
               All
               Others
               that
               ought
               first
               to
               be
               Answer'd
               .
               And
               there
               's
               Somthing
               more
               in
               't
               yet
               too
               ,
               which
               is
               ,
               that
               when
               All
               Common
               Scores
               are
               made
               even
               ,
               the
               Morality
               of
               the
               Obligation
               still
               remains
               ;
               for
               there
               's
               no
               Cancelling
               the
               Bonds
               of
               Honor
               and
               Justice
               .
               Kindnesses
               are
               to
               be
               paid
               
                 in
                 specie
              
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               Mony.
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               there
               must
               be
               Affection
               in
               the
               Return
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               Justice
               .
               Now
               as
               there
               can
               be
               No
               True
               Friendship
               betwixt
               a
               Good
               Man
               and
               a
               Wicked
               Man
               ,
               there
               should
               be
               no
               Intercourse
               betwixt
               them
               that
               looks
               like
               Friendship
               ,
               and
               therefore
               the
               Less
               Commerce
               the
               Better
               .
               As
               Iupiter
               ,
               we
               see
               ,
               would
               have
               Nothing
               to
               do
               with
               the
               Serpent
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXXXIX
             .
             A
             Flea
             and
             a
             Man.
             
          
           
             A
             Fellow
             finding
             somewhat
             Prick
             him
             ,
             Popt
             his
             Finger
             upon
             the
             Place
             ,
             and
             it
             prov'd
             to
             be
             a
             Flea
             .
             What
             art
             thou
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             for
             an
             Animal
             ,
             to
             Suck
             thy
             Livelyhood
             out
             of
             My
             Carcass
             ?
             Why
             't
             is
             the
             Livelyhood
             ,
             (
             says
             the
             Flea
             )
             that
             Nature
             has
             Allotted
             me
             ,
             and
             My
             Stinging
             is
             not
             Mortal
             neither
             .
             Well
             ,
             says
             the
             Man
             ,
             but
             't
             is
             Troublesome
             however
             ;
             and
             now
             I
             Have
             ye
             ,
             I
             ll
             secure
             ye
             for
             ever
             Hurting
             me
             again
             ,
             either
             Little
             or
             Much.
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               
                 Live
                 and
                 Let
                 Live
              
               ,
               is
               the
               Rule
               of
               Common
               Iustice
               ,
               but
               if
               People
               will
               be
               Troublesome
               on
               the
               One
               hand
               ,
               the
               Obligation
               is
               Discharg'd
               on
               the
               other
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               IT
               is
               as
               Natural
               for
               a
               Man
               to
               Kill
               a
               Flea
               ,
               as
               it
               is
               for
               a
               Flea
               to
               Bite
               a
               Man.
               There
               's
               a
               kind
               of
               self-Preservation
               on
               Both
               sides
               ,
               and
               without
               Any
               Malice
               on
               Either
               Hand
               .
               The
               Flea
               cannot
               Live
               without
               Nourishment
               ,
               nor
               the
               Man
               without
               Rest.
               So
               that
               here
               's
               only
               a
               Present
               Dispatch
               on
               the
               One
               Hand
               ,
               to
               prevent
               a
               Lingring
               Death
               on
               the
               Other
               (
               as
               a
               Restless
               Life
               is
               in
               Truth
               no
               Better
               )
               There
               are
               in
               the
               World
               as
               many
               Illustrations
               of
               This
               Fable
               ,
               as
               there
               are
               Instances
               of
               Petulant
               ,
               Pragmatical
               ,
               and
               Impertinent
               People
               that
               Break
               in
               upon
               Men
               of
               Government
               and
               Bus'ness
               .
               Distractions
               have
               much
               in
               them
               of
               Flea-Bitings
               ;
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               
               they
               keep
               us
               Waking
               ,
               and
               Hinder
               our
               Repose
               .
               The
               Flea
               thought
               it
               hard
               to
               suffer
               Death
               for
               an
               Importunity
               :
               But
               to
               a
               Man
               that
               knows
               how
               to
               Value
               his
               Time
               and
               his
               Quiet
               ,
               One
               Importunity
               upon
               the
               Neck
               of
               Another
               ,
               is
               the
               Killing
               of
               a
               Man
               Alive
               ,
               and
               the
               very
               Worst
               of
               Deaths
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXL
             .
             A
             Flea
             and
             Hercules
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Fellow
             ,
             that
             upon
             a
             Flea-Biting
             call'd
             out
             to
             Hercules
             for
             Help
             .
             The
             Flea
             gets
             away
             ,
             and
             the
             Man
             Expostulates
             upon
             the
             Matter
             .
             Well!
             Hercules
             ;
             (
             says
             he
             )
             You
             that
             would
             not
             take
             My
             Part
             against
             a
             Sorry
             Flea
             ,
             will
             never
             stand
             by
             me
             in
             a
             Time
             of
             Need
             ,
             against
             a
             more
             Powerful
             Enemy
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               We
               Neglect
               God
               in
               Greater
               Matters
               ,
               and
               Petition
               him
               for
               Trifles
               ,
               nay
               and
               Take
               Pett
               at
               last
               if
               we
               cannot
               have
               our
               Askings
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               an
               Ill
               Habit
               to
               turn
               Offices
               and
               Duties
               of
               Piety
               into
               Matters
               and
               Words
               only
               of
               Course
               ;
               and
               to
               Squander
               away
               our
               Wishes
               and
               our
               Prayers
               upon
               Paltry
               Fooleries
               ,
               when
               the
               Great
               Concerns
               of
               Life
               and
               Death
               ,
               Heaven
               and
               Hell
               ,
               lye
               all
               at
               stake
               .
               Who
               but
               a
               Mad
               man
               ,
               that
               has
               so
               many
               Necessary
               and
               Capital
               Duties
               of
               Christianity
               to
               Think
               of
               ,
               would
               ever
               have
               made
               a
               Deliverance
               from
               a
               Flea-Biting
               a
               Part
               of
               his
               Litany
               ?
               It
               makes
               our
               Devotions
               Ridiculous
               ,
               to
               be
               so
               Unfeeling
               on
               the
               One
               side
               ,
               and
               so
               Over-sensible
               ,
               and
               Sollicitous
               on
               the
               Other
               .
               By
               this
               Foolish
               and
               Impertinent
               Way
               of
               our
               Proceeding
               toward
               the
               Almighty
               ,
               Men
               Slide
               by
               little
               and
               little
               into
               some
               sort
               of
               Doubt
               ,
               if
               not
               a
               Direct
               Disbelief
               and
               Contempt
               of
               his
               Power
               .
               And
               then
               with
               the
               Country
               Fellow
               here
               ,
               if
               we
               cannot
               Obtain
               Every
               Vain
               Thing
               we
               Ask
               ,
               our
               next
               Bus'ness
               is
               to
               take
               Pet
               at
               the
               Refusal
               ,
               and
               so
               in
               Revenge
               to
               give
               over
               Praying
               for
               Good
               and
               All
               ;
               and
               so
               to
               Renounce
               Heaven
               for
               a
               Flea-Biting
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             :
             CXLI
             .
             A
             Man
             and
             
               Two
               Wives
            
             .
          
           
             IT
             was
             now
             Cuckow-Time
             ,
             and
             a
             Certain
             
               Middle-Ag'd
               Man
            
             ,
             that
             was
             Half-Gray
             ,
             Half-Brown
             ,
             took
             a
             fancy
             to
             Marry
             Two
             Wives
             ,
             of
             an
             Age
             One
             under
             Another
             ,
             and
             Happy
             was
             the
             Woman
             that
             could
             please
             him
             Best
             .
             They
             took
             Mighty
             Care
             of
             him
             to
             All
             manner
             of
             Purposes
             ,
             and
             still
             as
             they
             were
             Combing
             the
             Good
             Man's
             Head
             ,
             they
             'd
             be
             Picking
             out
             here
             and
             there
             a
             
             Hair
             to
             make
             it
             all
             of
             a
             Colour
             .
             The
             Matronly
             Wife
             ,
             she
             Pluck'd
             out
             All
             the
             Brown
             Hairs
             ,
             and
             the
             Younger
             the
             White
             :
             So
             that
             they
             left
             the
             Man
             in
             the
             Conclusion
             no
             better
             then
             a
             
               Bald
               Buzzard
            
             betwixt
             them
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               a
               much
               Harder
               Thing
               to
               Please
               Two
               Wives
               then
               Two
               Masters
               ;
               and
               He
               's
               a
               Bold
               Man
               that
               offers
               at
               it
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               MARRIAGES
               are
               Govern'd
               ,
               rather
               by
               an
               Over-ruling
               Fatality
               ,
               then
               by
               any
               Solemnity
               of
               Choice
               and
               Judgment
               ;
               though
               't
               is
               a
               Hard
               Matter
               to
               find
               out
               a
               Woman
               ,
               even
               at
               the
               Best
               ,
               that
               's
               of
               a
               Just
               Scantling
               for
               her
               Age
               ,
               Person
               ,
               Humour
               ,
               and
               Fortune
               to
               make
               a
               Wife
               of
               .
               This
               Fable
               presents
               us
               with
               One
               single
               Disparity
               that
               is
               of
               it self
               Sufficient
               ,
               without
               a
               more
               then
               Ordinary
               Measure
               of
               Virtue
               and
               Prudence
               ,
               to
               make
               a
               Man
               Miserable
               and
               Ridiculous
               .
               I
               speak
               of
               a
               Disparity
               of
               Years
               ,
               which
               ,
               in
               the
               Moral
               ,
               takes-in
               all
               Other
               Disproportions
               .
               The
               One's
               too
               Young
               ,
               T'other
               too
               Old
               ;
               to
               shew
               us
               that
               Marriage
               is
               out
               of
               Season
               if
               it
               does
               not
               Hit
               the
               very
               Critical
               Point
               betwixt
               them
               .
               'T
               is
               much
               with
               Wedlock
               ,
               as
               it
               is
               with
               our
               Sovereign
               Cordials
               and
               Antidotes
               .
               There
               go
               a
               Thousand
               Ingredients
               to
               the
               making
               of
               the
               Composition
               :
               But
               then
               if
               they
               be
               not
               Tim'd
               ,
               Proportion'd
               ,
               and
               Prepar'd
               according
               to
               Art
               ,
               't
               is
               a
               Clog
               to
               us
               rather
               then
               a
               Relief
               .
               So
               that
               it
               would
               have
               been
               Well
               ,
               if
               Nature
               had
               Prescrib'd
               the
               Dos
               of
               Womans-Flesh
               ,
               as
               she
               has
               Determin'd
               the
               Necessity
               of
               it
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXLII
             .
             Two
             Frogs
             that
             wanted
             Water
             .
          
           
             UPon
             the
             Drying
             up
             of
             a
             
               Lake
               ,
               Two
               Frogs
            
             were
             forc'd
             to
             Quit
             ,
             and
             to
             seek
             for
             Water
             Elsewhere
             .
             As
             they
             were
             upon
             the
             Search
             ,
             they
             Discover'd
             a
             very
             Deep
             Well
             .
             Come
             (
             says
             One
             to
             T'other
             )
             Let
             us
             e'en
             go
             down
             here
             ,
             without
             Looking
             any
             further
             .
             You
             say
             well
             ,
             says
             her
             Companion
             ;
             but
             what
             if
             the
             Water
             should
             fail
             us
             Here
             too
             ?
             How
             shall
             we
             get
             Out
             again
             ?
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               Good
               Advice
               to
               Look
               before
               we
               Leape
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               HASTY
               Resolutions
               are
               seldom
               Fortunate
               ,
               and
               it
               is
               a
               piece
               of
               Necessary
               Prudence
               ,
               for
               a
               Man
               ,
               before
               he
               resolves
               any
               thing
               ,
               to
               Consider
               what
               may
               be
               the
               Consequences
               of
               it
               .
            
             
               We
               are
               taught
               by
               the
               Providence
               of
               These
               Frogs
               ,
               ro
               Consider
               the
               End
               of
               things
               before
               we
               Resolve
               upon
               the
               Meanes
               ;
               for
               when
               the
               Die
               is
               Cast
               ,
               't
               is
               too
               late
               to
               Wish
               for
               Another
               Chance
               .
               In
               our
               Deliberations
               what
               
               to
               do
               ,
               we
               should
               Distinguish
               betwixt
               Lawful
               and
               Unlawful
               ,
               Prudential
               and
               Foolish
               ,
               a
               Less
               Present
               Good
               ,
               and
               a
               Consequence
               of
               greater
               Evils
               ,
               that
               we
               be
               not
               Betray'd
               by
               the
               Fair
               Appearances
               of
               Things
               Specious
               ;
               Frauds
               and
               Fallacies
               ,
               Glittering
               Outsides
               ,
               &c.
               into
               Inconveniencyes
               and
               Mistakes
               .
            
             
               When
               a
               Man
               wants
               any
               thing
               ,
               let
               him
               look
               for
               't
               in
               Time
               ,
               and
               Consider
               Well
               beforehand
               what
               Occasion
               he
               has
               for
               't
               ,
               and
               upon
               What
               Terms
               it
               is
               to
               be
               Had
               ;
               for
               there
               may
               be
               such
               Conditions
               that
               a
               Man
               would
               not
               Comply
               with
               ,
               even
               for
               the
               Saving
               ,
               or
               Redeeming
               of
               his
               Life
               .
               There
               are
               Other
               Cases
               ,
               where
               a
               Man
               must
               Part
               with
               More
               for
               the
               Getting
               of
               a
               Thing
               ,
               then
               That
               Thing
               is
               Worth.
               Some
               again
               ,
               where
               a
               Body
               runs
               the
               Risque
               of
               an
               Absolute
               Ruine
               ,
               for
               the
               Gaining
               of
               a
               Present
               Supply
               :
               Wherefore
               there
               's
               No
               Remedy
               either
               Way
               ,
               without
               a
               Strict
               Calculation
               upon
               the
               Profit
               or
               Loss
               on
               Both
               Sides
               .
               I
               want
               Mony
               ,
               but
               I
               will
               not
               make
               my self
               a
               Slave
               for
               't
               .
               I
               want
               a
               Friend
               at
               Court
               ,
               but
               I
               will
               not
               Forfeit
               the
               Character
               of
               a
               Man
               of
               Honour
               ,
               or
               the
               Conscience
               of
               a
               Christian
               ,
               and
               an
               Honest
               Man
               ,
               to
               Purchase
               such
               a
               Friend
               :
               I
               am
               in
               Prison
               ;
               but
               I
               will
               not
               play
               the
               Knave
               to
               set
               my self
               at
               Liberty
               .
               These
               are
               All
               ,
               Necessary
               Deliberations
               upon
               the
               Matter
               here
               in
               Question
               .
               Let
               us
               see
               how
               we
               shall
               get
               Out
               again
               ,
               says
               the
               Frog
               ,
               before
               we
               go
               In.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXLIII
             .
             A
             Dog
             and
             a
             Cock
             upon
             a
             Journy
             .
          
           
             A
             Dog
             and
             a
             Cock
             took
             a
             Journy
             together
             .
             The
             Dog
             Kennell'd
             in
             the
             Body
             of
             a
             Hollow
             Tree
             ,
             and
             the
             Cock
             Roosted
             at
             night
             upon
             the
             Boughs
             .
             The
             Cock
             crow'd
             about
             Midnight
             ;
             (
             at
             his
             Usual
             Hour
             )
             which
             brought
             a
             Fox
             that
             was
             abroad
             upon
             the
             Hunt
             ,
             immediately
             to
             the
             Tree
             ;
             and
             there
             he
             stood
             Licking
             of
             his
             Lips
             ,
             at
             the
             Cock
             ,
             and
             Wheedling
             him
             to
             get
             him
             Down
             .
             He
             Protested
             he
             never
             heard
             so
             Angelical
             a
             Voice
             since
             he
             was
             Born
             ,
             and
             what
             would
             not
             He
             do
             now
             ,
             to
             Hugg
             the
             Creature
             that
             had
             given
             him
             so
             Admirable
             a
             Serenade
             !
             Pray
             ,
             says
             the
             Cock
             ,
             speak
             to
             the
             Porter
             below
             to
             open
             the
             Door
             ,
             and
             I
             ll
             come
             Down
             to
             ye
             :
             The
             Fox
             did
             as
             he
             was
             Directed
             ,
             and
             the
             Dog
             presently
             seiz'd
             and
             Worry'd
             him
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Main
               Bus'ness
               of
               the
               World
               is
               Nothing
               but
               Sharping
               ,
               and
               putting
               Tricks
               upon
               One
               Another
               by
               Turns
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               Good
               Discretion
               ,
               when
               a
               Body
               has
               to
               do
               with
               an
               Adversary
               ,
               that
               is
               either
               too
               Crafty
               ,
               or
               too
               Strong
               for
               him
               ,
               to
               turn
               him
               off
               to
               his
               Match
               ;
               but
               it
               would
               be
               a
               Cleverer
               Way
               yet
               ,
               to
               Encounter
               the
               Stratagem
               ,
               and
               to
               Defeat
               One
               Sham
               with
               Another
               ,
               as
               the
               Simplicity
               of
               the
               Cock
               here
               was
               too
               hard
               for
               the
               Wilyness
               of
               the
               Fox
               .
               Experience
               makes
               many
               a
               Wise
               Man
               of
               
               a
               Fool
               ,
               and
               Security
               makes
               many
               a
               Fool
               of
               a
               Wise
               Man.
               We
               have
               an
               Instance
               of
               the
               Former
               in
               the
               Cocks
               Over-reaching
               the
               Fox
               ,
               and
               of
               the
               Other
               ,
               in
               the
               Foxes
               Supine
               Confidence
               ,
               that
               made
               him
               so
               Intent
               upon
               his
               Prey
               ,
               as
               to
               neglect
               his
               Safety
               .
               Now
               the
               Cock
               ,
               that
               upon
               Long
               Tryal
               and
               Observation
               ,
               knew
               the
               Fox
               to
               be
               the
               Common
               Enemy
               of
               all
               Poultrey
               ;
               had
               likewise
               a
               Dread
               and
               Suspicion
               of
               him
               by
               Instinct
               ,
               which
               made
               him
               Naturally
               Cautious
               upon
               the
               very
               Principle
               of
               Selfe-Preservation
               .
               Whereas
               the
               Fox
               ,
               that
               Trusted
               to
               his
               Address
               and
               Manage
               ,
               without
               so
               much
               as
               Dreaming
               of
               a
               Cross-Bite
               from
               so
               silly
               an
               Animal
               ,
               fell
               Himself
               into
               the
               Pit
               that
               he
               had
               Digg'd
               for
               Another
               .
               It
               is
               much
               the
               same
               Case
               in
               the
               World
               when
               Providence
               is
               pleas'd
               to
               Confound
               the
               False
               ,
               the
               Mighty
               ,
               and
               the
               Bloud-Thirsty
               ,
               by
               Judgments
               of
               Lice
               and
               Frogs
               :
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               by
               the
               most
               Despicable
               of
               Instruments
               .
               To
               put
               an
               End
               to
               This
               Moral
               ,
               It
               is
               a
               wonderful
               Thing
               how
               the
               very
               Force
               of
               Nature
               will
               Exert
               it self
               ,
               in
               the
               Meanest
               and
               the
               Weakest
               of
               Creatures
               ,
               in
               Cases
               of
               Extreme
               Necessity
               and
               Danger
               :
               As
               it
               made
               the
               Cock
               here
               too
               hard
               for
               the
               Fox
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXLIV
             .
             A
             
               Bat
               ,
               Bramble
            
             and
             Cormorant
             .
          
           
             A
             Bat
             ,
             a
             Bramble
             ,
             and
             a
             Cormorant
             Enter'd
             into
             Covenants
             with
             Articles
             ,
             to
             joyn
             Stocks
             ,
             and
             Trade
             in
             Partnership
             together
             .
             The
             Bat's
             Adventure
             was
             Ready
             Mony
             that
             he
             took
             up
             at
             Interest
             ;
             The
             Bramble's
             ,
             was
             in
             Cloaths
             ;
             and
             the
             Cormorant's
             ,
             in
             Brass
             .
             They
             Put
             to
             Sea
             ,
             and
             it
             so
             fell
             out
             ,
             that
             Ship
             and
             Goods
             were
             Both
             Lost
             by
             Stress
             of
             Weather
             :
             But
             the
             Three
             Merchants
             by
             Providence
             got
             safe
             to
             Land.
             Since
             the
             Time
             of
             this
             Miscarriage
             ,
             the
             Bat
             never
             Stirrs
             abroad
             till
             Night
             ,
             for
             fear
             of
             his
             Creditors
             .
             The
             Bramble
             lays
             hold
             of
             All
             the
             Cloaths
             he
             can
             come
             at
             in
             hope
             to
             Light
             upon
             his
             Own
             again
             :
             And
             the
             Cormorant
             is
             still
             Sauntering
             by
             the
             Sea-side
             ,
             to
             see
             if
             he
             can
             find
             any
             of
             his
             Brass
             cast
             up
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Impression
               of
               any
               Notable
               Misfortune
               will
               commonly
               stick
               by
               a
               Man
               as
               long
               as
               he
               Lives
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               Things
               that
               a
               Man
               has
               once
               set
               his
               Heart
               upon
               ,
               will
               hardly
               be
               ever
               got
               out
               of
               his
               Head
               ,
               but
               Every
               Hint
               and
               Occasion
               will
               be
               putting
               him
               in
               mind
               of
               'em
               again
               .
               Ill
               Habits
               are
               not
               Easyly
               Cur'd
               .
               'T
               is
               with
               allmost
               All
               People
               in
               cases
               of
               Fright
               or
               Distraction
               of
               Mind
               ,
               as
               it
               was
               with
               our
               Merchant
               Adventures
               here
               .
               The
               Last
               Impression
               sticks
               Closest
               to
               us
               .
               There
               was
               a
               Miserable
               Wretch
               in
               Bedlam
               that
               had
               lost
               his
               Wits
               upon
               the
               Firing
               of
               a
               Ship
               at
               Sea
               ,
               and
               His
               Head
               was
               still
               running
               upon
               Fire
               and
               Water
               ;
               insomuch
               that
               the
               very
               Sight
               of
               either
               of
               them
               would
               put
               him
               into
               an
               Outrageous
               Fury
               .
               Another
               that
               was
               Mad
               for
               Love
               ,
               would
               be
               Beating
               ,
               his
               Brains
               perpetually
               upon
               Anagrams
               and
               Sonnets
               .
               
                 Oliver's
                 Enthusiastick
                 Porter
              
               ,
               was
               
               directly
               Bible-Mad
               ,
               and
               up
               to
               the
               Ears
               still
               in
               the
               
                 Dark
                 Prophets
              
               ,
               and
               the
               Revelation
               .
               In
               the
               Year
               1688
               ,
               When
               the
               
                 Original
                 Contracters
              
               were
               met
               in
               Councel
               about
               Settling
               the
               Government
               ,
               a
               very
               good
               Poor
               Woman
               carried
               her
               Little
               Trunks
               and
               Boxes
               to
               Weld-House
               for
               Protection
               ,
               for
               fear
               of
               the
               Mobile
               .
               The
               House
               was
               R●…fled
               ,
               and
               her
               Trinkets
               went
               away
               with
               the
               Rest.
               Upon
               this
               Loss
               she
               fell
               Idle-Headed
               ;
               and
               to
               This
               very
               Day
               she
               stands
               like
               the
               Bramble
               in
               the
               Fable
               ,
               neare
               the
               place
               still
               ,
               (
               where
               the
               Innocent
               Creature
               Lives
               )
               Catching
               of
               People
               by
               the
               Coats
               ,
               and
               Asking
               them
               about
               her
               Trunks
               and
               Boxes
               :
               Pray
               ,
               says
               she
               ,
               
                 When
                 shall
                 I
                 have
                 my
                 Things
                 again
                 ?
                 My
                 Trunks
                 are
                 not
                 come
                 home
                 yet
                 ,
              
               &c.
               
               The
               Doctrine
               upon
               the
               Whole
               is
               no
               more
               then
               This
               ,
               That
               we
               are
               not
               to
               set
               our
               Hearts
               upon
               the
               Things
               of
               This
               World
               ;
               for
               All
               Emotions
               of
               the
               Mind
               have
               somewhat
               in
               them
               of
               the
               Freake
               ;
               and
               the
               only
               Way
               to
               be
               Happy
               and
               Quiet
               ,
               is
               to
               make
               all
               Contingencies
               Indifferent
               to
               us
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXLV
             .
             A
             Lark
             in
             a
             Net.
             
          
           
             A
             Poor
             Lark
             Enter'd
             into
             a
             Miserable
             Expostulation
             with
             a
             Bird-Catcher
             ,
             that
             had
             Taken
             her
             in
             his
             Net
             ,
             and
             was
             just
             about
             to
             put
             her
             to
             Death
             .
             Alas
             (
             says
             she
             )
             What
             am
             I
             to
             Dye
             for
             now
             ?
             I
             am
             no
             Thief
             ;
             I
             have
             Stoln
             neither
             Gold
             ,
             nor
             Silver
             ;
             but
             for
             Making
             Bold
             with
             One
             Pityful
             Grain
             of
             Corn
             am
             I
             now
             to
             Suffer
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               to
               no
               Purpose
               to
               stand
               Reasoning
               where
               the
               Adversary
               is
               both
               Party
               and
               Iudge
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               a
               Folly
               ,
               says
               the
               Old
               Moral
               ,
               for
               People
               to
               run
               Great
               Hazard
               for
               small
               Advantage
               .
               And
               why
               may
               it
               not
               as
               well
               Reflect
               upon
               the
               Cruelty
               of
               taking
               away
               the
               Life
               of
               a
               Poor
               Innocent
               Creature
               for
               making
               bold
               with
               One
               Miserable
               Grain
               of
               Corn
               ,
               when
               she
               was
               Hungry
               .
               But
               This
               is
               All
               Forc'd
               ,
               and
               in
               Truth
               ,
               it
               is
               a
               Dry
               Fable
               with
               Little
               or
               Nothing
               in
               't
               .
            
             
               Or
               to
               Turn
               it
               Another
               Way
               yet
               ,
               Here
               's
               the
               Life
               of
               a
               Poor
               Creature
               in
               Question
               ,
               and
               the
               Lark
               Expostulates
               ,
               and
               Pleades
               
                 Not
                 Guilty
              
               ,
               but
               the
               Belly
               has
               No
               Eares
               ,
               and
               the
               Bird-Catcher
               is
               so
               Intent
               upon
               his
               Interest
               ,
               and
               Appetite
               ,
               that
               he
               gives
               no
               Heed
               at
               all
               to
               the
               Equity
               of
               the
               Plea
               ,
               which
               is
               but
               according
               to
               the
               Course
               of
               the
               World
               ,
               when
               people
               Measure
               Right
               or
               Wrong
               by
               the
               Rule
               of
               their
               Own
               Profit
               or
               Loss
               .
               'T
               is
               Passion
               and
               Partiality
               that
               Govern
               in
               All
               These
               Cases
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXLVI
             .
             A
             Miller
             Burying
             his
             Gold.
             
          
           
             A
             
               Certain
               Covetous
               ,
               Rich
               Churle
            
             Sold
             his
             Whole
             Estate
             ,
             and
             put
             it
             into
             Mony
             ,
             and
             then
             Melted
             down
             That
             Mony
             again
             into
             One
             Mass
             ,
             which
             he
             Bury'd
             in
             the
             ground
             ,
             with
             his
             very
             
             Heart
             and
             Soul
             in
             the
             Pot
             for
             Company
             .
             He
             gave
             it
             a
             Visit
             Every
             Morning
             ,
             which
             it
             seems
             was
             taken
             Notice
             of
             ,
             and
             Somebody
             that
             Observ'd
             him
             ,
             found
             out
             his
             Hoard
             one
             Night
             ,
             and
             Carry'd
             it
             away
             .
             The
             Next
             day
             he
             missed
             it
             ,
             and
             ran
             allmost
             out
             of
             his
             Wits
             for
             the
             Loss
             of
             his
             Gold.
             Well
             ,
             (
             says
             a
             Neighbour
             to
             him
             )
             And
             what
             's
             All
             This
             Rage
             for
             ?
             Why
             you
             had
             no
             Gold
             at
             all
             ,
             and
             so
             you
             Lost
             None
             .
             You
             did
             but
             Fancy
             all
             this
             while
             that
             you
             Had
             it
             ,
             and
             you
             may
             e'en
             as
             well
             Fancy
             again
             that
             you
             have
             it
             st●…
             ▪
             'T
             is
             but
             laying
             a
             Stone
             where
             you
             layd
             your
             Mony
             ,
             and
             〈◊〉
             That
             Stone
             to
             be
             your
             Treasure
             ,
             and
             there
             's
             your
             Gold
             ag●…
             You
             did
             not
             Use
             it
             when
             you
             Had
             it
             ;
             and
             you
             do
             not
             W●…●…o
             long
             as
             you
             Resolve
             not
             to
             Use
             it
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Bett●…
               〈◊〉
               ●…ate
               at
               all
               ,
               then
               the
               Cares
               and
               Vexations
               that
               Attend
               the
               Pos●…
               of
               it
               ,
               without
               the
               Use
               on
               't
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               WE
               are
               never
               the
               better
               for
               the
               Possession
               of
               any
               thing
               ,
               Barely
               for
               the
               Propriety
               sake
               ,
               but
               't
               is
               the
               Use
               and
               Application
               of
               it
               towards
               the
               Conveniences
               of
               Life
               ,
               and
               the
               Comforts
               of
               Humane
               Society
               ,
               that
               gives
               Every
               thing
               it●…
               Valu●…
               The
               Divine
               Goodness
               we
               see
               is
               perpetually
               at
               Work
               ;
               Nature
               ke●…
               her
               Course
               ,
               and
               the
               Heavens
               shed
               their
               Influences
               without
               Interm●…
               ▪
               and
               what
               's
               the
               Doctrine
               now
               of
               This
               Great
               Example
               ,
               but
               that
               the
               Blessings
               of
               Providence
               ,
               which
               are
               Common
               and
               Diffusive
               ,
               ought
               not
               to
               lye
               Idle
               ;
               and
               that
               Whoever
               Buryes
               his
               Talent
               ,
               either
               of
               Understanding
               ,
               or
               of
               Fortune
               ,
               breaks
               a
               Sacred
               Trust
               ,
               and
               Couzens
               Those
               that
               stand
               in
               Need
               on
               't
               .
               But
               we
               have
               a
               sort
               of
               sordid
               Wretches
               among
               us
               that
               had
               rather
               Cast
               their
               Silver
               and
               Gold
               into
               the
               very
               Mine
               again
               from
               whence
               it
               was
               Taken
               ,
               or
               leave
               it
               at
               the
               Mercy
               of
               Thieves
               ,
               and
               Common
               Hazzards
               ,
               then
               that
               any
               Man
               Living
               should
               be
               the
               Better
               for
               't
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXLVII
             .
             A
             Stag
             with
             One
             Eye
             .
          
           
             A
             One-Eyed-Stag
             that
             was
             affraid
             of
             the
             Huntsmen
             at
             Land
             ,
             kept
             a
             Watch
             That
             Way
             with
             T'other
             Eye
             ,
             and
             fed
             with
             his
             Blind
             Side
             still
             toward
             an
             Arm
             of
             the
             Sea
             ,
             where
             he
             thought
             there
             was
             no
             Danger
             .
             In
             this
             Prospect
             of
             Security
             ,
             he
             was
             Struck
             with
             an
             Arrow
             from
             a
             Boat
             ,
             and
             so
             Ended
             his
             Days
             with
             This
             Lamentation
             :
             Here
             am
             I
             destroy'd
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             where
             I
             reckon'd
             my Self
             to
             be
             Safe
             on
             the
             One
             Hand
             ;
             and
             No
             Evil
             has
             befal●…n
             me
             ,
             where
             I
             most
             Dreaded
             it
             ,
             on
             the
             Other
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               We
               are
               lyable
               to
               Many
               Unlucky
               Accidents
               that
               no
               Care
               or
               Foresight
               can
               Prevent
               :
               But
               we
               are
               to
               Provide
               however
               the
               Best
               we
               can
               against
               them
               ,
               and
               leave
               the
               Rest
               to
               Providence
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               WE
               are
               many
               times
               Preserv'd
               or
               Destroy'd
               ,
               by
               Those
               Accidents
               or
               Councells
               ,
               that
               in
               All
               Probability
               would
               have
               had
               quite
               Contrary
               Effects
               .
               But
               it
               is
               Our
               Part
               yet
               to
               Act
               according
               to
               Reason
               ,
               and
               commit
               our selves
               to
               Heaven
               for
               the
               rest
               .
               We
               have
               our
               Blind
               Sides
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               the
               Stag
               had
               his
               by
               the
               Sea-side
               ,
               and
               we
               have
               our
               Enemies
               too
               ,
               that
               are
               still
               Watching
               to
               make
               Advantage
               of
               that
               Weakness
               .
               One
               Man
               is
               Transported
               out
               of
               his
               Reason
               ,
               and
               his
               Honesty
               ,
               by
               Sensual
               Pleasures
               :
               Another
               by
               Mony
               ,
               perhaps
               ,
               or
               by
               Ambition
               .
               Every
               Man
               ,
               in
               short
               ,
               by
               Somewhat
               or
               other
               :
               And
               it
               is
               but
               striking
               him
               in
               the
               Right
               Vein
               ,
               to
               do
               his
               Bus'ness
               .
               The
               Wisest
               of
               Men
               have
               their
               Follies
               ;
               The
               Justest
               ,
               their
               Iniquities
               ,
               and
               the
               most
               Temperate
               of
               Men
               have
               now
               and
               then
               by
               Fits
               ,
               their
               Excesses
               .
               Achilles
               himself
               (
               after
               all
               that
               his
               Mother
               could
               do
               for
               him
               )
               was
               left
               Vulnerable
               yet
               in
               the
               Heel
               ,
               and
               Paris'es
               Arrow
               found
               him
               Out
               there
               .
               We
               are
               taught
               further
               also
               to
               look
               to
               our selves
               on
               the
               
                 Blind
                 Side
              
               ,
               as
               the
               Place
               that
               lyes
               most
               Expos'd
               to
               an
               Attacque
               .
               And
               finally
               ;
               That
               it
               is
               not
               in
               the
               Power
               of
               Humane
               Wisdom
               to
               secure
               us
               against
               Plots
               and
               Practices
               upon
               Humane
               Frailty
               :
               Nay
               ,
               and
               when
               we
               have
               done
               our
               Best
               to
               Prevent
               Mischief
               ,
               the
               very
               Precaution
               it self
               serves
               many
               times
               to
               Contribute
               to
               our
               Ruine
               .
               The
               Stag
               did
               All
               that
               was
               to
               be
               done
               here
               ;
               but
               the
               Wayes
               and
               Workings
               of
               Providence
               are
               unsearchable
               ;
               and
               it
               is
               not
               in
               the
               Power
               of
               Humane
               Prudence
               to
               Obviate
               all
               the
               Accidents
               of
               Humane
               Life
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXLVIII
             .
             A
             Stag
             and
             a
             Lyon.
             
          
           
             A
             Stag
             that
             was
             close
             Pursu'd
             by
             Huntsmen
             ,
             fled
             for
             Safety
             into
             a
             
               Lyons
               Den
            
             ;
             and
             as
             he
             was
             just
             Expiring
             under
             the
             Paw
             of
             the
             Lyon
             :
             Miserable
             Creature
             that
             I
             am
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             to
             Fly
             for
             Protection
             from
             Men
             ,
             to
             the
             most
             Unmerciful
             of
             Beasts
             !
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               are
               Harder
               and
               Gentler
               Wayes
               ,
               even
               of
               Ruine
               it selfe
               ;
               as
               't
               is
               Common
               we
               see
               for
               Men
               under
               a
               Capital
               Sentence
               to
               Petition
               even
               for
               the
               Change
               of
               the
               Death
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               a
               Common
               Case
               for
               People
               to
               be
               Reduc'd
               to
               This
               Miserable
               Choice
               ;
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               by
               what
               Hand
               or
               Means
               they
               'll
               rather
               Perish
               ;
               under
               the
               Certainty
               of
               an
               Inevitable
               Destruction
               One
               Way
               or
               other
               .
               The
               Ancients
               have
               Moralliz'd
               it
               This
               Way
               .
               But
               it
               seems
               to
               Me
               (
               under
               favor
               )
               that
               the
               
               Stag's
               was
               a
               Forc'd
               Put
               ;
               and
               a
               Chance
               rather
               then
               a
               Choice
               ,
               he
               did
               not
               fly
               from
               the
               Huntsmen
               to
               the
               Lyon
               for
               Protection
               ;
               but
               it
               so
               fell
               out
               ,
               that
               while
               he
               fled
               to
               Avoid
               a
               Less
               Danger
               ,
               he
               ran
               into
               a
               Greater
               ;
               We
               find
               This
               to
               be
               the
               Case
               of
               many
               Men
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               Beasts
               ,
               that
               are
               Forc'd
               to
               Fly
               for
               Refuge
               ,
               to
               Murderers
               and
               Oppressors
               ,
               instead
               of
               Patrons
               and
               Protectors
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXLIX
             .
             A
             Goat
             and
             a
             Uine
             .
          
           
             A
             Goat
             that
             was
             hard
             Press'd
             by
             the
             Huntsmen
             ,
             took
             Sanctuary
             in
             a
             Vineyard
             ,
             and
             there
             he
             lay
             Close
             ,
             under
             the
             Covert
             of
             a
             Vine
             .
             So
             soon
             as
             he
             thought
             the
             Danger
             was
             Over
             ,
             he
             fell
             presently
             to
             Browzing
             upon
             the
             Leaves
             ;
             and
             whether
             it
             was
             the
             Rusling
             ,
             or
             the
             Motion
             of
             the
             Boughs
             ,
             that
             gave
             the
             Huntsmen
             an
             Occasion
             for
             a
             Stricter
             Search
             ,
             is
             Uncertain
             :
             but
             a
             Search
             there
             was
             ,
             and
             in
             the
             End
             Discover'd
             the
             Goat
             ,
             and
             shot
             him
             .
             He
             dy'd
             in
             fine
             ,
             with
             this
             Conviction
             upon
             him
             ,
             that
             his
             Punishment
             was
             Just
             ,
             for
             offering
             Violence
             to
             his
             Protector
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Ingratitude
               Perverts
               all
               the
               Measures
               of
               Religion
               and
               Society
               ,
               by
               making
               it
               Dangerous
               to
               be
               Charitable
               and
               Good
               Natur'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               INGRATITUDE
               is
               Abhorr'd
               both
               by
               God
               and
               Man
               ,
               and
               there
               is
               a
               Certain
               Vengeance
               Attends
               those
               that
               Repay
               Evil
               for
               Good
               ,
               and
               seek
               the
               Ruine
               of
               their
               Protectors
               .
               This
               Fable
               Exposes
               the
               Baseness
               of
               That
               Horrid
               Vice
               ,
               and
               it
               Preaches
               Thankfulness
               and
               Justice
               .
               The
               Obligations
               of
               Hospitality
               and
               Protection
               are
               so
               Sacred
               ,
               that
               Nothing
               can
               Absolve
               us
               from
               the
               Discharge
               of
               Those
               Duties
               .
               'T
               is
               True
               ,
               that
               This
               particular
               Instance
               holds
               better
               in
               the
               Morality
               of
               the
               Application
               ,
               then
               it
               does
               in
               the
               Reason
               of
               the
               Thing
               :
               for
               the
               Question
               is
               not
               what
               the
               Beast
               does
               in
               his
               Kind
               ;
               but
               what
               Ought
               to
               be
               done
               ,
               with
               a
               respect
               to
               such
               a
               Benefit
               receiv'd
               .
               If
               a
               man
               should
               Launch
               into
               the
               History
               and
               Practice
               of
               Humane
               Nature
               ,
               we
               should
               find
               Nothing
               more
               Common
               there
               ,
               then
               one
               Rebellion
               Started
               upon
               the
               Pardoning
               of
               Another
               ;
               and
               the
               very
               Minions
               of
               Princes
               Linck'd
               in
               Conspiracies
               against
               their
               Master
               .
               But
               Those
               Things
               ever
               were
               ,
               and
               ever
               will
               be
               ,
               so
               long
               as
               Men
               are
               Men
               ,
               and
               carry
               their
               Corruptions
               about
               them
               .
               There
               will
               be
               Goats
               ,
               in
               fine
               ,
               and
               there
               will
               be
               Vines
               ,
               to
               answer
               This
               Moral
               ,
               
                 in
                 Saeculae
                 Saeculorum
              
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CL.
             An
             Asse
             ,
             a
             Lyon
             ,
             and
             a
             Cock.
             
          
           
             AS
             a
             Cock
             and
             an
             Asse
             were
             Feeding-together
             ,
             up
             comes
             a
             Lion
             Open-Mouth
             toward
             the
             Asse
             :
             The
             Cock
             presently
             cryes
             out
             ;
             
             Away
             Scoures
             the
             Lyon
             ,
             and
             the
             Ass
             after
             him
             :
             Now
             't
             was
             the
             Crowing
             of
             the
             Cock
             that
             Frighted
             the
             Lyon
             ,
             not
             the
             Braying
             of
             the
             Asse
             ,
             as
             That
             Stupid
             Animal
             Vainly
             Fancy'd
             to
             Himself
             ,
             for
             so
             soon
             as
             ever
             they
             were
             gotten
             out
             of
             the
             Hearing
             of
             the
             Cock
             ,
             the
             Lyon
             turn'd
             short
             upon
             him
             ,
             and
             tore
             him
             to
             pieces
             ,
             with
             These
             Words
             in
             his
             Mouth
             :
             Let
             never
             any
             Creature
             hereafter
             that
             has
             not
             the
             Courage
             of
             a
             Hare
             ,
             Provoke
             a
             Lyon.
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Force
               of
               Unaccountable
               Aversions
               ,
               is
               Insuparable
               .
               The
               Fool
               that
               is
               Wise
               and
               Brave
               Only
               in
               his
               Own
               Conceit
               ,
               runs
               on
               without
               Fear
               or
               Wit
               ,
               but
               Noise
               does
               no
               Bus'ness
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               MANY
               a
               Bragging
               Coxcomb
               is
               Ruin'd
               by
               a
               Mistake
               of
               Fear
               in
               an
               Enemy
               ,
               and
               a
               Fancy
               of
               Courage
               in
               Himselfe
               .
               Baudoin
               Remarks
               upon
               the
               Lyons's
               Aversion
               to
               the
               Cock
               ,
               that
               there
               's
               Nothing
               so
               Great
               ,
               but
               it
               has
               its
               Failings
               ,
               and
               so
               he
               makes
               the
               Pursuit
               of
               the
               Lyon
               to
               be
               a
               Particular
               Mark
               of
               the
               Asses
               Weakness
               .
               Meslier
               will
               have
               the
               Fear
               to
               be
               Counterfeited
               ,
               with
               a
               Design
               to
               Surprize
               the
               Pursuer
               ;
               but
               This
               Fable
               seems
               still
               to
               look
               Another
               way
               .
            
             
               It
               may
               appear
               a
               very
               Extravagant
               ,
               Surprizing
               Encounter
               ,
               that
               Aesop
               has
               Exhibited
               to
               us
               in
               This
               Fable
               .
               Here
               's
               a
               Lyon
               running
               away
               from
               a
               Cock
               ,
               and
               an
               Asse
               Pursuing
               a
               Lyon
               :
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               here
               are
               Two
               of
               the
               most
               Unlikely
               Things
               in
               Nature
               brought
               together
               ,
               in
               the
               Semblance
               of
               Fear
               in
               the
               One
               ,
               and
               of
               Resolution
               in
               the
               Other
               :
               But
               the
               Moral
               is
               never
               the
               Worse
               yet
               for
               the
               Seeming
               Disproportions
               of
               the
               Figure
               ;
               and
               the
               Characters
               in
               the
               Fiction
               ,
               are
               well
               enough
               Suited
               to
               the
               Truth
               ,
               and
               Life
               of
               the
               Case
               .
               The
               Flight
               of
               the
               Lyon
               must
               be
               Imputed
               here
               to
               the
               Natural
               Aversion
               that
               he
               has
               to
               the
               Crowing
               of
               a
               Cock.
               This
               is
               the
               Tradition
               ;
               but
               it
               shall
               break
               No
               Squares
               whether
               it
               be
               so
               or
               not
               :
               For
               the
               Philosophy
               holds
               good
               in
               Other
               Instances
               No
               less
               Wonderfull
               ,
               whether
               it
               be
               True
               or
               False
               in
               This.
               How
               many
               Insuperable
               Disagreements
               do
               we
               Meet
               with
               ,
               in
               the
               Bus'ness
               of
               Meats
               ,
               Drinks
               ,
               and
               Medicines
               ;
               in
               Plants
               ,
               Minerals
               ,
               and
               Living
               Creatures
               !
               Now
               These
               Impulses
               are
               no
               more
               to
               be
               Controll'd
               ,
               then
               the
               Primary
               ,
               and
               the
               Unchangeable
               Powers
               and
               Laws
               of
               Nature
               :
               And
               These
               Instincts
               ,
               after
               All
               ,
               are
               no
               more
               to
               be
               Reason'd
               upon
               ,
               then
               they
               are
               to
               be
               Resisted
               ;
               and
               therefore
               it
               is
               ,
               that
               we
               call
               them
               
                 Occult
                 Qualities
              
               ;
               which
               is
               All
               One
               with
               Saying
               that
               we
               do
               not
               Understand
               how
               they
               Work
               ,
               or
               What
               they
               Are.
               Now
               't
               is
               One
               Thing
               to
               Submit
               to
               an
               
                 Absolute
                 Force
              
               ,
               Another
               thing
               to
               Fly
               and
               Yield
               to
               a
               
                 Natural
                 Infirmity
              
               :
               So
               that
               't
               is
               No
               Departure
               from
               the
               Dignity
               of
               a
               Lyon
               to
               Fly
               ,
               when
               Nature
               Drives
               him
               :
               Neither
               is
               it
               at
               all
               to
               the
               Asses
               Reputation
               ,
               to
               Pursue
               ,
               when
               Vanity
               ,
               Folly
               and
               Rashness
               Transport
               him
               .
            
             
               The
               Asse
               ,
               we
               see
               ,
               lyes
               under
               Many
               Mistakes
               here
               ,
               and
               the
               More
               ,
               and
               the
               Grosser
               they
               are
               ,
               the
               more
               Suitable
               still
               to
               his
               Character
               .
               How
               many
               such
               Asses
               are
               there
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               that
               Huffe
               ,
               Look
               Big
               ,
               Stare
               ,
               Dress
               ,
               Cock
               ,
               Swagger
               ,
               at
               the
               same
               Noise-Blustring
               Rate
               ;
               and
               Nothing
               more
               Familiar
               then
               for
               a
               Whiffling
               Fop
               ,
               that
               has
               not
               so
               much
               as
               One
               Grain
               of
               the
               Sense
               ,
               or
               Soul
               of
               a
               man
               of
               Honour
               in
               him
               ,
               to
               play
               the
               part
               of
               a
               Heroe
               .
               
               Nay
               there
               are
               Fanfarons
               in
               the
               Tryals
               of
               Witt
               too
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               in
               Feates
               of
               Arms
               ,
               and
               none
               so
               forward
               to
               Engage
               in
               Argument
               ,
               or
               Discourse
               ,
               as
               Those
               that
               are
               least
               able
               to
               go
               thorough
               with
               it
               .
               In
               One
               Word
               for
               All
               ,
               the
               whole
               Race
               of
               Bawling
               ,
               Fluttering
               Noddyes
               ,
               by
               what
               Name
               or
               Title
               soever
               Dignify'd
               or
               Distinguish'd
               ,
               are
               a
               kin
               to
               the
               Ass
               in
               This
               Fable
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CLI
             .
             A
             Gardiner
             and
             his
             Dog.
             
          
           
             A
             
               Gardner's
               Dog
            
             dropt
             into
             a
             Well
             ,
             and
             his
             Master
             let
             himself
             down
             to
             Help
             him
             Out
             again
             .
             He
             reach'd
             forth
             his
             Hand
             to
             take
             hold
             of
             the
             Dog
             ,
             and
             the
             Curr
             Snapt
             him
             by
             the
             Fingers
             :
             For
             he
             thought
             't
             was
             only
             to
             Duck
             him
             Deeper
             .
             The
             Master
             went
             his
             Way
             upon
             't
             ,
             and
             e'en
             Left
             him
             as
             he
             Found
             him
             .
             Nay
             (
             says
             he
             )
             I
             'm
             well
             enough
             Serv'd
             ,
             to
             take
             so
             much
             pains
             for
             the
             Saving
             of
             One
             that
             is
             Resolv'd
             to
             make
             away
             Himself
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Obligations
               and
               Benefits
               are
               Cast
               away
               upon
               Two
               sorts
               of
               People
               ;
               Those
               that
               do
               not
               Understand
               them
               ,
               and
               Those
               that
               are
               not
               sensible
               of
               them
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE'
               's
               No
               Fastening
               an
               Obligation
               upon
               Those
               that
               have
               neither
               Justice
               ,
               Gratitude
               ,
               nor
               Good
               Faith
               ;
               and
               it
               is
               the
               same
               Case
               in
               Effect
               ,
               with
               Those
               that
               do
               not
               Understand
               when
               they
               are
               Well-Us'd
               :
               From
               whence
               we
               may
               Inferr
               This
               Doctrine
               ,
               that
               Fools
               and
               Knaves
               ,
               are
               Not
               Company
               for
               Honest
               Men.
               The
               Course
               and
               Violent
               Part
               of
               the
               Common
               People
               have
               much
               in
               them
               of
               This
               Currs
               Humour
               .
               They
               Plunge
               themselves
               into
               Difficulties
               by
               Mistaking
               their
               Way
               ,
               and
               then
               fly
               in
               the
               face
               of
               Those
               that
               would
               Set
               them
               Right
               again
               .
               In
               This
               Opposition
               to
               Duty
               and
               Discretion
               ,
               they
               Pursue
               their
               Errors
               ,
               'till
               in
               the
               End
               ,
               they
               are
               left
               to
               the
               Fate
               of
               their
               Own
               Madness
               and
               Folly
               ;
               and
               Consequently
               Perish
               without
               Any
               Hope
               ,
               or
               Means
               of
               Pity
               or
               Redress
               ,
               The
               Gard'ner
               would
               have
               sav'd
               his
               Dog
               from
               Drowning
               ,
               and
               the
               Curr
               bit
               his
               Master
               by
               the
               fingers
               for
               his
               pains
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CLII.
             A
             Sow
             and
             a
             Dog.
             
          
           
             THere
             pass'd
             some
             Hard
             Words
             betwixt
             a
             Sow
             and
             a
             Dog
             ,
             and
             the
             Sow
             swore
             by
             Venus
             ,
             that
             she
             'd
             Tear
             his
             Guts
             out
             ,
             if
             he
             did
             not
             Mend
             his
             Manners
             .
             Ay
             ,
             says
             the
             Dog
             ,
             You
             do
             well
             to
             call
             upon
             her
             for
             Your
             Patroness
             ,
             that
             will
             not
             so
             much
             as
             Endure
             any
             Creature
             about
             her
             that
             Eates
             
               Swines
               Flesh.
            
             Well
             (
             says
             the
             Sow
             )
             and
             That
             's
             a
             Token
             of
             her
             Love
             ,
             to
             Hate
             Any
             thing
             that
             hurts
             me
             ;
             but
             for
             
               Dogs
               Flesh
            
             ,
             't
             is
             good
             neither
             Dead
             ,
             nor
             Living
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Where
               the
               Matter
               in
               Controversy
               will
               not
               bear
               an
               Argument
               ,
               't
               is
               a
               Turn
               of
               Art
               to
               bring
               it
               off
               with
               a
               Paradox
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               an
               Ordinary
               Thing
               for
               People
               to
               Boast
               of
               an
               Interest
               where
               they
               have
               None
               ,
               and
               then
               when
               they
               are
               Detected
               ,
               't
               is
               a
               Stroake
               of
               Art
               to
               Divert
               the
               Reproach
               ,
               by
               Emproving
               a
               Spitefull
               Word
               ,
               or
               Thing
               ,
               to
               a
               bodies
               Own
               Advantage
               .
               This
               way
               of
               Dialogue
               ,
               is
               a
               kind
               of
               Tick-Tack
               ;
               Where
               the
               One's
               Bus'ness
               is
               to
               keep
               from
               making
               a
               Blot
               ,
               and
               the
               Other
               's
               is
               to
               Hit
               it
               when
               't
               is
               made
               .
               It
               is
               a
               Happy
               Presence
               of
               Mind
               ,
               to
               Anticipate
               Another
               man's
               Thought
               ,
               by
               Considering
               Well
               beforehand
               what
               Construction
               ,
               or
               Allusion
               his
               Own
               Words
               will
               bear
               ;
               for
               Otherwise
               ,
               the
               Casting
               out
               an
               Inconsiderate
               Hint
               ,
               is
               but
               the
               Setting
               of
               a
               Trap
               to
               Catch
               Himself
               .
               As
               the
               Sow's
               Appealing
               to
               Venus
               here
               was
               as
               Good
               as
               an
               Answer
               thrown
               into
               the
               very
               Mouth
               of
               the
               Dog
               ,
               which
               she
               might
               Easily
               have
               foreseen
               would
               be
               turn'd
               back
               upon
               her
               in
               the
               Bitterness
               of
               a
               Reproach
               :
               For
               the
               Reply
               lay
               so
               Open
               ,
               the
               Other
               could
               not
               Well
               Miss
               it
               :
               But
               when
               All
               is
               done
               ,
               Both
               Parts
               are
               to
               keep
               themselves
               upon
               their
               Guard
               ;
               Or
               if
               either
               of
               'em
               has
               Overshot
               himselfe
               ,
               it
               is
               some
               sort
               of
               Reputation
               still
               ,
               to
               make
               the
               Best
               of
               a
               Bad
               Game
               :
               As
               the
               Sow
               turn'd
               off
               the
               Scandal
               here
               with
               a
               Jest.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CLIII
             .
             A
             Sow
             and
             a
             Bitch
             .
          
           
             A
             Sow
             and
             a
             Bitch
             had
             a
             Dispute
             once
             ,
             which
             was
             the
             Fruitfuller
             of
             the
             Two.
             The
             Sow
             Yielded
             it
             at
             last
             to
             the
             Bitch
             ;
             but
             you
             are
             to
             take
             Notice
             at
             the
             Same
             time
             says
             she
             ,
             that
             your
             Puppies
             are
             All
             Blind
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Question
               among
               all
               sorts
               of
               Competitors
               is
               not
               Who
               does
               Most
               ,
               but
               who
               does
               Best
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               WE
               are
               not
               to
               put
               an
               Estimate
               upon
               Things
               by
               the
               Quantity
               ,
               or
               the
               Number
               of
               them
               ,
               but
               by
               their
               Quality
               and
               Virtue
               :
               Taking
               for
               Granted
               ,
               that
               Aesops
               Bitch
               was
               Fruitfuller
               then
               our
               Sows
               .
               See
               the
               Moral
               of
               
                 A
                 Lyoness
                 and
                 a
                 Fox
              
               .
               Fab.
               283.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CLIV.
             A
             Snake
             and
             a
             Crab.
             
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Familiarity
             Contracted
             betwixt
             a
             Snake
             and
             a
             Crab.
             The
             Crab
             was
             a
             Plain
             Dealing
             Creature
             that
             Advis'd
             
             his
             Companion
             to
             give
             over
             Shuffling
             and
             Doubling
             ,
             and
             to
             Practice
             Good
             Faith.
             The
             Snake
             went
             on
             in
             his
             Old
             Way
             :
             So
             that
             the
             Crab
             finding
             that
             he
             would
             not
             Mend
             his
             Manners
             ,
             set
             upon
             him
             in
             his
             Sleep
             ,
             and
             Strangled
             him
             ;
             and
             then
             looking
             upon
             him
             as
             he
             lay
             Dead
             at
             his
             Length
             :
             This
             had
             never
             befall'n
             ye
             says
             he
             ,
             if
             You
             had
             but
             Liv'd
             as
             Straight
             as
             You
             Dy'd
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               '
               There
               's
               Nothing
               more
               Agreeable
               in
               Conversation
               ,
               then
               a
               Franke
               Open
               way
               of
               Dealing
               ,
               and
               a
               Simplicity
               of
               Manners
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               GOOD
               Councell
               is
               lost
               upon
               an
               Habitual
               Hardness
               of
               Ill
               Nature
               :
               And
               in
               That
               Case
               it
               must
               be
               a
               Diamond
               that
               Cutts
               a
               Diamond
               ;
               for
               One
               Fraud
               is
               best
               Undermin'd
               and
               Disappointed
               by
               Another
               .
               This
               Fable
               is
               a
               Figure
               upon
               a
               Figure
               ,
               in
               Opposing
               the
               Straitness
               of
               the
               Body
               of
               the
               Snake
               after
               he
               was
               Dead
               ,
               to
               the
               Crookedness
               of
               his
               Manners
               when
               he
               was
               Living
               .
               But
               the
               License
               of
               Mythology
               will
               bear
               out
               the
               Hardness
               of
               the
               Allusion
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CLV
             .
             A
             Shepherd
             and
             a
             
               Wolves
               Whelp
            
             .
          
           
             A
             Shepherd
             took
             a
             Sucking
             Whelp
             of
             a
             Wolfe
             ,
             and
             Train'd
             it
             up
             with
             his
             Dogs
             .
             This
             Whelp
             Fed
             with
             'em
             ;
             Grew
             up
             with
             'em
             ,
             and
             whensoever
             they
             went
             out
             upon
             the
             Chace
             of
             a
             Wolfe
             ,
             the
             Whelp
             would
             be
             sure
             to
             make
             One.
             It
             fell
             out
             sometimes
             that
             the
             Wolfe
             scap'd
             ,
             and
             the
             Dogs
             were
             forc'd
             to
             go
             Home
             again
             :
             But
             This
             
               Domestique
               Wolfe
            
             would
             be
             still
             Hunting
             on
             ,
             'till
             he
             came
             up
             to
             his
             Brethren
             where
             he
             took
             part
             of
             the
             Prey
             with
             them
             ;
             and
             so
             back
             again
             to
             his
             Master
             .
             It
             happen'd
             now
             and
             then
             that
             the
             
               Wolves
               abroad
            
             were
             pretty
             Quiet
             for
             a
             Fit
             :
             So
             that
             This
             Whelp
             of
             a
             Wolfe
             was
             fain
             to
             make
             Bold
             ever
             and
             anon
             with
             a
             Sheep
             in
             Private
             by
             the
             By
             ;
             but
             in
             the
             Conclusion
             ,
             the
             Shepherd
             came
             to
             find
             out
             the
             Roguery
             ,
             and
             Hang'd
             him
             up
             for
             his
             Pains
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               False
               Men
               are
               no
               more
               to
               be
               Reclaim'd
               then
               Wolves
               ,
               and
               the
               Leven
               of
               the
               Predecessors
               Sowres
               the
               Bloud
               ,
               in
               the
               very
               Veins
               of
               the
               Whole
               Family
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               ILL
               Dispositions
               may
               be
               Suppress'd
               ,
               or
               Dissembled
               for
               a
               while
               ,
               but
               Nature
               is
               very
               hardly
               to
               be
               Alter'd
               ,
               either
               by
               Councell
               ,
               or
               by
               Education
               .
               It
               may
               do
               well
               enough
               ,
               for
               Curiosity
               ,
               and
               Experiment
               ,
               to
               Try
               how
               far
               Ill
               Natur'd
               Men
               and
               Other
               Creatures
               may
               be
               Wrought
               upon
               by
               Fair
               Usage
               ,
               and
               Good
               Breeding
               ;
               But
               the
               Inclination
               and
               Cruelty
               
               of
               the
               Damm
               will
               never
               out
               of
               the
               Whelp
               .
               It
               may
               Suspend
               peradventure
               ,
               or
               Intermit
               ,
               for
               want
               of
               Occasion
               to
               shew
               it selfe
               ;
               but
               Nature
               is
               like
               Mercury
               ,
               there
               's
               No
               Killing
               it
               Quite
               .
               The
               Wolfe
               in
               the
               House
               has
               a
               Kindness
               still
               for
               the
               Wolves
               in
               the
               Woods
               ,
               and
               continues
               in
               the
               Interest
               of
               the
               same
               Common
               Enemy
               .
               
                 Cat
                 will
                 to
                 Kind
              
               ,
               as
               they
               say
               ,
               and
               Wicked
               Men
               will
               be
               True
               to
               their
               Principles
               ,
               how
               False
               soever
               to
               their
               Masters
               .
            
             
               We
               may
               read
               in
               the
               Moral
               of
               This
               Fable
               ,
               the
               common
               Practice
               of
               the
               World
               ,
               and
               a
               Doctrine
               that
               we
               find
               Every
               day
               Verify'd
               ,
               as
               well
               in
               Men
               ,
               as
               in
               Beasts
               ;
               for
               there
               are
               Wolf-Whelps
               in
               Palaces
               ,
               and
               Governments
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               in
               Cottages
               ,
               and
               Forrests
               .
               Do
               we
               not
               find
               in
               History
               ,
               and
               Experience
               ,
               Instances
               in
               abundance
               ,
               even
               of
               Publique
               Ministers
               Themselves
               ,
               that
               though
               taken
               up
               out
               of
               the
               very
               Herds
               of
               the
               Common
               Enemy
               ;
               Admitted
               into
               Special
               Trusts
               ;
               Fed
               by
               the
               Hand
               ,
               and
               Treated
               with
               the
               Grace
               and
               Character
               of
               Particular
               Favourites
               ,
               have
               their
               Hearts
               in
               the
               Woods
               yet
               all
               this
               while
               among
               their
               Fellows
               .
               So
               that
               there
               's
               No
               Reclayming
               of
               them
               .
               They
               go
               out
               however
               ,
               as
               there
               is
               Occasion
               ,
               and
               Hunt
               and
               Growle
               for
               Company
               ;
               but
               at
               the
               same
               time
               ,
               they
               give
               the
               Sign
               out
               of
               their
               Masters
               hand
               ,
               hold
               Intelligence
               with
               the
               Enemy
               ;
               and
               Make
               use
               of
               their
               Power
               and
               Credit
               to
               Worry
               Honester
               Men
               then
               Themselves
               .
               It
               wants
               Nothing
               after
               This
               ,
               but
               that
               they
               may
               live
               to
               have
               their
               Due
               ;
               and
               with
               the
               Dog
               here
               in
               the
               Fable
               ,
               go
               to
               Heaven
               in
               a
               String
               ,
               according
               to
               the
               True
               Intent
               of
               the
               Allegory
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CLVI
             .
             A
             
               Lyon
               ,
               Fox
            
             ,
             and
             a
             Wolfe
             .
          
           
             THe
             King
             of
             Beasts
             was
             now
             grown
             Old
             ,
             and
             Sickly
             ,
             and
             All
             his
             Subjects
             of
             the
             Forrest
             ,
             (
             saving
             only
             the
             Fox
             )
             were
             to
             pay
             their
             Duties
             to
             him
             .
             The
             Wolfe
             ,
             and
             the
             Fox
             like
             a
             Couple
             of
             Sly
             Knaves
             ,
             were
             still
             putting
             Tricks
             One
             upon
             Another
             ,
             and
             the
             Wolfe
             took
             This
             Occasion
             to
             do
             the
             Fox
             a
             Good
             Office.
             I
             can
             Assure
             your
             Majesty
             ,
             says
             the
             Wolfe
             ,
             that
             't
             is
             Nothing
             but
             Pride
             and
             Insolence
             that
             keeps
             the
             Fox
             from
             shewing
             himself
             at
             Court
             as
             well
             as
             his
             Companions
             .
             Now
             the
             Fox
             had
             the
             Good
             Luck
             to
             be
             within
             Hearing
             ,
             and
             so
             Presented
             himself
             before
             the
             Lyon
             ,
             and
             finding
             him
             Extremely
             Enrag'd
             ,
             begs
             his
             Majesties
             Patience
             ,
             and
             a
             Little
             Time
             only
             for
             his
             Defence
             .
             Sir
             (
             says
             he
             )
             I
             must
             presume
             to
             Value
             my self
             upon
             my
             Respect
             and
             Loyalty
             to
             your
             Majesty
             ,
             Equal
             at
             least
             to
             any
             of
             your
             other
             Subjects
             ;
             and
             I
             will
             be
             bold
             to
             say
             ,
             that
             put
             them
             all
             together
             ,
             they
             have
             not
             taken
             Half
             the
             pains
             for
             your
             Majesties
             Service
             now
             upon
             This
             very
             Occasion
             ,
             that
             I
             have
             done
             .
             I
             have
             been
             Hunting
             up
             and
             down
             far
             and
             near
             ,
             since
             your
             Unhappy
             Indisposition
             ,
             to
             find
             out
             a
             Remedy
             for
             ye
             ,
             which
             with
             much
             ado
             I
             have
             now
             Compass'd
             at
             last
             ,
             and
             it
             is
             that
             which
             I
             Promise
             my self
             will
             Prove
             an
             Infallible
             Cure.
             Tell
             me
             immediately
             (
             says
             the
             Lyon
             )
             what
             it
             is
             then
             :
             Nothing
             in
             the
             World
             says
             the
             Fox
             ,
             but
             to
             Flay
             a
             Wolfe
             Alive
             ,
             and
             Wrap
             your
             Body
             up
             in
             
             the
             Warm
             Skin
             .
             The
             Wolfe
             was
             By
             all
             This
             while
             ;
             and
             the
             Fox
             in
             a
             Snearing
             Way
             advis'd
             him
             for
             the
             Future
             ,
             not
             to
             Irritate
             a
             Prince
             against
             his
             Subjects
             ,
             but
             rather
             to
             Sweeten
             him
             with
             Peaceable
             ,
             and
             Healing
             Councells
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Bus'ness
               of
               a
               Pickthank
               is
               the
               Basest
               of
               Offices
               ,
               but
               yet
               Diverting
               enough
               sometimes
               ,
               when
               One
               Rascal
               happens
               to
               be
               Encounter'd
               with
               Another
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE'
               's
               Nothing
               more
               Common
               in
               the
               World
               then
               These
               
                 Wolvish
                 Back-Friends
              
               ,
               in
               all
               our
               Pretensions
               ;
               whether
               it
               be
               in
               Law
               ,
               in
               Government
               ,
               or
               in
               a
               Hundred
               other
               sorts
               of
               Clayme
               and
               Competition
               ;
               Especially
               for
               the
               running
               down
               of
               a
               Man
               that
               's
               Declining
               in
               his
               Credit
               already
               .
               Calumny
               is
               Base
               at
               best
               ;
               though
               Pleasant
               enough
               sometimes
               ,
               where
               it
               falls
               out
               ,
               that
               One
               Rascal
               is
               Countermining
               Another
               .
               But
               let
               the
               Reproach
               be
               never
               so
               True
               ,
               it
               can
               hardly
               be
               Honest
               ,
               Where
               the
               Office
               is
               done
               in
               Hugger-Mugger
               ;
               and
               Where
               the
               Intention
               is
               not
               Guided
               by
               a
               Conscience
               of
               the
               Duty
               .
               It
               is
               a
               way
               to
               Confound
               the
               Good
               and
               the
               Bad
               ,
               where
               Knaves
               have
               Credit
               enough
               to
               be
               Believ'd
               ,
               to
               the
               Wrong
               of
               Honest
               Men
               ,
               and
               the
               Innocent
               left
               without
               Means
               of
               Defence
               .
            
             
               Hee
               that
               would
               live
               Cleare
               of
               the
               Envy
               and
               Hatred
               ,
               of
               Potent
               Calumniators
               ,
               must
               lay
               his
               Finger
               upon
               his
               Mouth
               ,
               and
               keep
               his
               Hand
               out
               of
               the
               Ink-Pot
               ;
               for
               to
               do
               a
               Good
               Office
               upon
               the
               Point
               of
               Opinion
               ,
               Intelligence
               ,
               Brains
               ,
               or
               Conscience
               ,
               where
               This
               Wolvish
               Humour
               prevayles
               ,
               is
               little
               better
               then
               a
               
                 Scandala
                 Magnatum
              
               ,
               or
               a
               Libel
               upon
               his
               Superiors
               :
               But
               where
               it
               happens
               ,
               that
               there
               's
               a
               Fox
               and
               a
               Wolfe
               in
               the
               Case
               ;
               and
               One
               Sharper
               to
               Encounter
               Another
               ,
               the
               Scene
               is
               Diverting
               enough
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CLVII
             .
             A
             Wife
             and
             a
             
               Drunken
               Husband
            
             .
          
           
             A
             Woman
             that
             lay
             under
             the
             Mortification
             of
             a
             
               Fuddling
               Husband
            
             ,
             took
             him
             once
             when
             he
             was
             Dead
             Drunk
             ;
             and
             had
             his
             Body
             layd
             in
             a
             Charnel-House
             .
             By
             the
             time
             that
             she
             thought
             he
             might
             be
             come
             to
             Himself
             again
             ,
             away
             goes
             she
             ,
             and
             Knocks
             at
             the
             Door
             .
             Who
             's
             There
             (
             says
             the
             Toper
             )
             One
             ,
             says
             the
             Woman
             ,
             that
             brings
             Meat
             for
             the
             Dead
             .
             Friend
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             Bring
             Me
             Drink
             rather
             .
             I
             wonder
             any
             body
             that
             Knows
             me
             ,
             should
             bring
             me
             One
             without
             '
             Tother
             .
             Nay
             then
             ,
             says
             she
             ,
             the
             Humour
             I
             perceive
             has
             taken
             Possession
             of
             him
             ;
             He
             has
             gotten
             a
             Habit
             ,
             and
             his
             Case
             is
             Desperate
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Inveterate
               Ill
               Habits
               become
               Another
               Nature
               to
               us
               ,
               and
               we
               may
               almost
               as
               well
               be
               Taken
               to
               Pieces
               ,
               and
               New
               put
               together
               again
               ,
               as
               Mended
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Intent
               of
               This
               Fable
               is
               to
               Work
               a
               Reformation
               of
               Manners
               ,
               by
               shewing
               that
               Evil
               Habits
               are
               very
               hard
               to
               be
               Cur'd
               ;
               for
               they
               take
               Root
               by
               Degrees
               ,
               'till
               they
               come
               in
               the
               End
               to
               be
               past
               both
               Remedy
               and
               Shame
               .
               Habitual
               Debauches
               make
               Excess
               of
               Drink
               as
               Necessary
               to
               a
               Man
               as
               Common
               Air
               ,
               Especially
               when
               his
               Mind
               comes
               to
               be
               Wholly
               taken
               up
               with
               the
               Contemplation
               of
               his
               Vice.
               There
               are
               Those
               that
               can
               never
               Sleep
               without
               their
               Load
               ,
               nor
               Enjoy
               One
               Easie
               Thought
               ,
               'till
               they
               have
               laid
               All
               their
               Cares
               to
               Rest
               with
               a
               Bottle
               .
               'T
               is
               much
               the
               same
               Thing
               with
               Other
               Sensual
               Pleasures
               ,
               where
               Mens
               Bodies
               and
               Minds
               are
               given
               up
               to
               the
               Entertainment
               of
               them
               .
               But
               the
               Extravagance
               is
               never
               so
               Desperate
               ,
               as
               when
               the
               Understanding
               is
               Taken
               up
               with
               the
               Study
               and
               Meditation
               of
               Those
               Pleasures
               ,
               which
               the
               Body
               is
               no
               longer
               in
               Condition
               to
               Practice
               ,
               and
               that
               's
               the
               most
               Deplorate
               ,
               Hopeless
               ,
               and
               Incurable
               State
               of
               an
               Evil
               Disposition
               ;
               when
               Drink
               upon
               Drink
               is
               made
               use
               of
               for
               a
               Remedy
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CLVIII
             .
             A
             Swan
             and
             a
             Goose.
             
          
           
             THE
             Master
             of
             a
             House
             brought
             up
             a
             Swan
             and
             a
             Goose
             both
             together
             ;
             The
             One
             for
             his
             Eare
             ,
             the
             Other
             for
             his
             Belly
             .
             He
             gave
             Orders
             for
             the
             Goose
             to
             be
             Taken
             up
             ,
             and
             Dress'd
             for
             Dinner
             .
             But
             the
             Place
             was
             so
             Dark
             ,
             that
             the
             Cook
             took
             One
             for
             T'other
             .
             This
             Mistake
             had
             Cost
             the
             Swan
             her
             Life
             ,
             if
             she
             had
             not
             Sung
             in
             That
             very
             Instant
             ,
             and
             Discover'd
             her self
             ;
             by
             which
             Means
             she
             both
             sav'd
             her
             Life
             ,
             and
             Express'd
             her
             Nature
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               A
               Man
               cannot
               be
               too
               Careful
               of
               what
               he
               does
               ,
               where
               the
               Life
               of
               any
               Creature
               is
               in
               Question
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE'
               's
               a
               Providence
               Attends
               Innocency
               and
               Virtue
               ,
               the
               Power
               of
               Musique
               apart
               .
               'T
               is
               a
               Rule
               that
               goes
               a
               Great
               Way
               in
               the
               Government
               of
               a
               Sober
               Man's
               Life
               ,
               not
               to
               put
               any
               thing
               to
               Hazard
               that
               may
               be
               Secur'd
               by
               Industry
               ,
               Consideration
               ,
               or
               Circumspection
               .
               And
               this
               Caution
               reaches
               to
               a
               Thousand
               Cases
               in
               the
               Ordinary
               Course
               of
               Life
               .
               Men
               should
               
                 Look
                 before
                 they
                 Leap
              
               ;
               Deliberate
               before
               they
               Resolve
               ;
               Try
               ,
               Weigh
               ,
               Examine
               ,
               and
               Bethink
               themselves
               well
               of
               the
               Matter
               before
               they
               Execute
               .
               We
               fall
               into
               some
               Inconveniencies
               out
               of
               Pure
               Lazyness
               ,
               and
               for
               want
               of
               taking
               pains
               to
               Enform
               our selves
               Better
               :
               Into
               Others
               ,
               out
               of
               Rashness
               ;
               by
               doing
               Things
               in
               a
               Hurry
               ,
               and
               
                 Hand
                 over
                 Head
              
               at
               a
               Venture
               .
               Now
               there
               's
               no
               Excuse
               for
               a
               Blunder
               upon
               any
               of
               these
               Topiques
               where
               there
               was
               both
               Time
               and
               Means
               to
               prevent
               it
               .
               What
               are
               we
               the
               better
               for
               the
               Faculty
               of
               Reason
               ,
               without
               the
               Exercise
               of
               it
               .
               If
               the
               Cook
               would
               but
               have
               been
               at
               the
               Trouble
               of
               Carrying
               a
               Candle
               with
               him
               ,
               he
               would
               have
               been
               in
               No
               Danger
               of
               taking
               a
               Swan
               for
               a
               Goose.
               
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CLIX.
             The
             
               Washing
               of
               a
               Blackmore
            
             .
          
           
             A
             Man
             gave
             Mony
             for
             a
             Black
             ,
             upon
             an
             Opinion
             that
             his
             Swarthy
             Colour
             was
             rather
             Flattery
             then
             Nature
             ;
             and
             the
             Fault
             of
             his
             last
             Master
             ,
             in
             a
             Great
             Measure
             ,
             that
             he
             kept
             him
             no
             Cleaner
             :
             He
             took
             him
             Home
             with
             him
             ,
             and
             try'd
             All
             manner
             of
             Washes
             to
             bring
             him
             to
             a
             Better
             Complexion
             :
             But
             there
             was
             no
             Good
             to
             be
             Done
             upon
             him
             ;
             beside
             ,
             that
             the
             very
             Tampering
             Cast
             him
             into
             a
             Disease
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CLX
             .
             A
             Raven
             and
             a
             Swan
             .
          
           
             A
             Raven
             had
             a
             Great
             Mind
             to
             be
             as
             White
             as
             a
             Swan
             ,
             and
             fancy'd
             to
             Himself
             that
             the
             Swan's
             Beauty
             proceeded
             in
             a
             High
             Degree
             ,
             from
             his
             often
             Washing
             and
             Dyet
             .
             The
             Raven
             upon
             This
             Quitted
             his
             Former
             Course
             of
             Life
             and
             Food
             ,
             and
             betook
             himself
             to
             the
             Lakes
             and
             the
             Rivers
             :
             But
             as
             the
             Water
             did
             him
             no
             Good
             at
             all
             for
             his
             Complexion
             ,
             so
             the
             Experiment
             Cost
             him
             his
             Life
             too
             for
             want
             of
             Sustenance
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               of
               the
               TWO
               FABLES
               above
               .
            
             
               Natural
               Inclinations
               may
               be
               Moulded
               and
               Wrought
               upon
               by
               Good
               Councell
               and
               Discipline
               ;
               but
               there
               are
               Certain
               specifick
               Properties
               and
               Impressions
               ,
               that
               are
               never
               to
               be
               Alter'd
               or
               Defac'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               a
               Vain
               Thing
               to
               Attempt
               the
               Forcing
               of
               Nature
               ;
               for
               
                 What
                 's
                 Bred
                 in
                 the
                 Bone
                 will
                 never
                 out
                 of
                 the
                 Flesh
                 :
              
               And
               there
               can
               be
               no
               Thought
               of
               Altering
               the
               Qualities
               ,
               the
               Colour
               ,
               or
               the
               Condition
               of
               Life
               ,
               that
               Providence
               has
               Allotted
               us
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               
                 Labour
                 in
                 Vain
              
               ,
               to
               all
               manner
               of
               Purposes
               ,
               to
               Endeavour
               the
               Mending
               of
               any
               of
               the
               Works
               of
               Nature
               ;
               for
               she
               never
               did
               Any
               thing
               Amiss
               .
               And
               then
               't
               is
               as
               Great
               a
               Madness
               to
               Attempt
               any
               Alteration
               upon
               them
               ,
               because
               
                 What
                 Nature
                 does
                 ,
                 God
                 does
              
               ;
               whose
               Decrees
               are
               Unchangeable
               ,
               and
               All
               his
               Works
               are
               Perfection
               in
               the
               Kind
               ;
               but
               next
               to
               the
               Force
               of
               Natural
               Impressions
               ,
               we
               may
               reckon
               That
               of
               Customs
               and
               Habits
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CLXI
             .
             A
             Sallow
             and
             a
             Crow
             .
          
           
             UPon
             a
             Dispute
             betwixt
             a
             Swallow
             and
             a
             Crow
             ,
             which
             was
             the
             Greater
             Beauty
             of
             the
             Two
             :
             Yours
             ,
             says
             the
             Crow
             is
             only
             a
             Spring-Beauty
             ,
             but
             mine
             lasts
             all
             the
             Year
             round
             .
          
           
           
           
           
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Of
               Two
               Things
               Equally
               Good
               ,
               that
               's
               the
               Best
               that
               lasts
               longest
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Greatest
               of
               Temporal
               Blessings
               ,
               are
               Health
               ,
               and
               Long
               Life
               ;
               and
               the
               most
               Durable
               of
               Good
               Things
               must
               Consequently
               be
               the
               Best
               .
               The
               Question
               here
               betwixt
               the
               Crow
               and
               the
               Swallow
               ,
               has
               somewhat
               in
               it
               of
               the
               Case
               betwixt
               Virtue
               and
               Sensual
               Pleasures
               ,
               as
               (
               for
               the
               purpose
               )
               of
               Youth
               ,
               Wine
               ,
               Women
               ,
               and
               All
               other
               Entertainments
               whatsoever
               ,
               that
               may
               serve
               to
               Gratify
               a
               Carnal
               Appetite
               .
               Here
               's
               Temporary
               Oppos'd
               to
               Eternal
               ;
               Joys
               that
               shall
               Endure
               for
               Ever
               ,
               Fresh
               ,
               and
               in
               Vigour
               ;
               to
               Satisfactions
               that
               are
               attended
               with
               Satiety
               and
               Surfeits
               ,
               and
               Flatten
               in
               the
               very
               Tasting
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CLXII
             .
             A
             Nightingale
             and
             a
             Bat.
             
          
           
             AS
             a
             Nightingale
             was
             Singing
             in
             a
             Cage
             at
             a
             Window
             ,
             up
             comes
             a
             Bat
             to
             her
             ,
             and
             Asks
             her
             why
             she
             did
             not
             sing
             in
             the
             Day
             ,
             as
             well
             as
             in
             the
             Night
             .
             Why
             (
             says
             the
             Nightingale
             )
             I
             was
             Catch'd
             Singing
             in
             the
             Day
             ,
             and
             so
             I
             took
             it
             for
             a
             Warning
             :
             You
             should
             have
             thought
             of
             This
             then
             says
             'Tother
             ,
             before
             you
             were
             Taken
             ;
             for
             as
             the
             Case
             stands
             now
             ,
             Y'
             are
             in
             no
             Danger
             to
             be
             Snapt
             Singing
             again
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               A
               Wrong
               Reason
               for
               the
               Doing
               of
               a
               Thing
               is
               worse
               then
               No
               Reason
               at
               all
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE'
               's
               No
               Recalling
               of
               what
               's
               Gone
               and
               Past
               ;
               so
               that
               After-Wit
               comes
               too
               Late
               when
               the
               Mischief
               is
               Done.
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               it
               comes
               too
               late
               for
               That
               Bout.
               But
               it
               is
               not
               Amiss
               however
               ,
               for
               a
               Man
               that
               has
               gone
               astray
               ,
               to
               call
               to
               mind
               where
               he
               went
               out
               of
               his
               Way
               ,
               and
               to
               look
               back
               Step
               by
               Step
               into
               All
               his
               Miscarriages
               and
               Mistakes
               .
               The
               Glass
               of
               Life
               is
               Behind
               us
               ,
               and
               we
               must
               look
               into
               what
               's
               Past
               ,
               if
               we
               would
               take
               a
               View
               of
               what
               's
               to
               Come
               .
               A
               Fault
               Committed
               ,
               or
               a
               Misfortune
               Incurr'd
               ,
               cannot
               be
               Recall'd
               't
               is
               True
               ;
               but
               yet
               the
               Meditating
               upon
               One
               False
               Step
               may
               help
               to
               Prevent
               Another
               .
               Wherefore
               't
               is
               Good
               ,
               upon
               the
               Point
               of
               Common
               Prudence
               ,
               to
               be
               Thoughtful
               ,
               provided
               we
               be
               not
               more
               Sollicitous
               then
               the
               Thing
               is
               worth
               ,
               and
               that
               we
               make
               a
               Right
               Use
               of
               Those
               Reflexions
               ;
               that
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               an
               Use
               of
               Repentance
               ,
               where
               we
               did
               Morally
               Amiss
               ;
               an
               Use
               of
               Rectifying
               our
               Judgments
               ,
               where
               we
               did
               Foolishly
               ;
               and
               an
               Use
               of
               Caution
               in
               Both
               Cases
               ,
               never
               to
               do
               the
               same
               Thing
               over
               again
               .
               This
               is
               no
               more
               then
               what
               in
               Conscience
               ,
               Equity
               ,
               and
               Reason
               we
               are
               Bound
               to
               do
               .
               But
               we
               must
               have
               a
               care
               all
               this
               while
               ,
               not
               to
               run
               into
               False
               Consequences
               for
               want
               of
               laying
               Things
               and
               Things
               together
               ;
               and
               to
               Sham
               Fallacyes
               upon
               the
               World
               for
               Current
               Reason
               ,
               as
               the
               Nightingale
               was
               taken
               Singing
               in
               the
               Day
               when
               she
               was
               at
               Liberty
               .
               And
               what
               's
               This
               to
               her
               Resolution
               of
               Singing
               only
               in
               the
               Night
               ,
               now
               she
               's
               in
               the
               Cage
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CLXIII
             .
             A
             Boy
             and
             Cockles
             .
          
           
             SOme
             People
             were
             Roasting
             of
             Cockles
             ,
             and
             they
             Hiss'd
             in
             the
             Fire
             .
             Well
             (
             says
             a
             block-headed
             Boy
             )
             These
             are
             Villanous
             Creatures
             sure
             ,
             to
             Sing
             when
             their
             Houses
             are
             a-fire
             over
             their
             Heads
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Nothing
               can
               be
               Well
               that
               's
               out
               of
               Season
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               's
               a
               Time
               for
               Jest
               ,
               and
               a
               Time
               for
               Earnest
               ,
               and
               it
               is
               a
               Dangerous
               Mistake
               ,
               not
               to
               Distinguish
               the
               One
               from
               the
               Other
               .
               The
               Fool
               's
               Conceit
               here
               had
               both
               Clownery
               ,
               and
               ill
               Nature
               in
               't
               ,
               for
               there
               's
               Nothing
               more
               Brutal
               ,
               or
               Barbarous
               ,
               then
               the
               Humour
               of
               Insulting
               over
               the
               Miserable
               ;
               Nothing
               more
               Contrary
               to
               Humanity
               ,
               and
               Common
               Sense
               ,
               then
               this
               Scandalous
               Way
               of
               Grinning
               and
               Jeering
               out
               of
               Season
               .
               But
               a
               Childish
               Conceit
               does
               well
               enough
               out
               of
               the
               Mouth
               of
               a
               Foolish
               Boy
               ;
               for
               it
               is
               but
               Congruous
               ,
               that
               Silly
               People
               should
               be
               pleas'd
               with
               Silly
               Words
               ,
               and
               Things
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CLXIV
             .
             Two
             Travellers
             and
             a
             Bag
             of
             Money
             .
          
           
             AS
             Two
             Travellers
             were
             upon
             the
             Way
             together
             ,
             One
             of
             'em
             Stoops
             ,
             and
             Takes
             up
             Something
             .
             Look
             ye
             here
             (
             says
             he
             )
             I
             have
             found
             
               a
               Bag
               of
               Money
            
             :
             No
             says
             T'other
             ,
             When
             Two
             Friends
             are
             together
             ,
             You
             must
             not
             say
             [
             I
             ]
             
               have
               found
               it
            
             ,
             but
             [
             WE
             ]
             
               have
               found
               it
            
             .
             The
             Word
             was
             no
             ●…ooner
             Out
             ,
             but
             immediately
             comes
             a
             
               Hue
               and
               Cry
            
             after
             a
             Gang
             of
             Thieves
             that
             had
             taken
             a
             Purse
             upon
             the
             Road.
             Lord
             !
             Brother
             (
             says
             He
             that
             had
             the
             Bag
             )
             We
             shall
             be
             Utterly
             Undone
             .
             Oh
             Phy
             ,
             says
             T'other
             ,
             You
             must
             not
             say
             [
             WE
             ]
             
               shall
               be
               undone
            
             ,
             but
             [
             I
             ]
             
               shall
               be
               undone
            
             ;
             for
             if
             I
             'm
             to
             have
             no
             Part
             in
             the
             Finding
             ,
             you
             must
             not
             think
             I
             'll
             go
             Halves
             in
             the
             Hanging
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               They
               that
               will
               Enter
               into
               Leagues
               and
               Partnerships
               ,
               must
               take
               the
               Good
               and
               the
               Bad
               One
               with
               Another
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Doctrine
               of
               This
               Fable
               is
               according
               to
               Reason
               ,
               and
               Nature
               .
               People
               that
               are
               not
               Allow'd
               to
               be
               Sharers
               with
               their
               Companions
               in
               Good
               Fortune
               ,
               will
               hardly
               ever
               agree
               to
               be
               Sharers
               in
               Bad.
               An
               Open
               ,
               and
               an
               Honest
               Candor
               of
               Mind
               carries
               a
               Body
               Safe
               and
               Dry
               through
               all
               Ways
               and
               Weathers
               ;
               Whereas
               in
               shifting
               and
               shuffling
               ,
               a
               Man
               puts
               himself
               off
               his
               Guard
               ;
               and
               the
               same
               Rule
               that
               serves
               him
               at
               One
               time
               ,
               will
               not
               serve
               him
               at
               Another
               ,
               Men
               are
               willing
               enough
               to
               have
               Part'ners
               in
               Loss
               ,
               but
               not
               in
               Profit
               ;
               and
               't
               is
               not
               the
               Traveller
               alone
               that
               cries
               [
               I
               ]
               
                 have
                 found
                 a
                 Purse
                 of
                 Gold
                 ,
              
               and
               then
               Changes
               his
               Note
               upon
               the
               
                 Hue
                 and
                 Cry
              
               ,
               and
               says
               [
               WE
               ]
               
                 shall
                 be
                 Hang'd
                 for
                 't
              
               ;
               but
               't
               is
               the
               Course
               of
               All
               People
               of
               Intrigue
               ,
               to
               give
               Every
               thing
               two
               Faces
               ,
               and
               to
               Deal
               with
               the
               World
               ,
               as
               the
               Spark
               did
               with
               the
               Oracle
               .
               The
               Bird
               shall
               be
               dead
               or
               living
               ,
               which
               himself
               Pleases
               .
            
             
               To
               Emprove
               the
               Moral
               yet
               a
               little
               farther
               ,
               we
               have
               a
               Thousand
               Disappointments
               in
               the
               Ordinary
               Course
               of
               Life
               to
               Answer
               This
               in
               the
               Fable
               .
               Many
               a
               Man
               finds
               this
               Purse
               of
               Gold
               in
               a
               Mistress
               ,
               in
               a
               Bottle
               ,
               in
               an
               Office
               ,
               and
               in
               All
               other
               the
               vain
               Satisfactions
               of
               This
               World
               :
               And
               what
               's
               the
               End
               on
               't
               at
               last
               ,
               but
               when
               he
               has
               Compass'd
               his
               Longing
               ,
               Gratify'd
               his
               Appetite
               ,
               or
               ,
               as
               he
               fancies
               ,
               made
               his
               Fortune
               perhaps
               :
               He
               grows
               presently
               Sick
               of
               his
               Purchase
               ;
               His
               Conscience
               is
               the
               Hue
               and
               Cry
               That
               pursues
               him
               ,
               and
               when
               he
               reckons
               upon
               it
               that
               he
               has
               gotten
               a
               Booty
               ,
               he
               has
               only
               caught
               a
               Tartar.
               The
               
                 Bag
                 of
                 Money
              
               burnt
               the
               Poor
               Fellow's
               Fingers
               in
               the
               very
               Taking
               of
               it
               up
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CLXV
             .
             Two
             Neighbour
             -
             Frogs
             .
          
           
             THere
             were
             
               Two
               Neighbour-Frogs
            
             ;
             One
             of
             them
             Liv'd
             in
             a
             Pond
             ,
             and
             the
             Other
             in
             the
             High-way
             hard-by
             .
             The
             Pond-Frog
             finding
             the
             Water
             begin
             to
             fail
             upon
             the
             Road
             ,
             would
             fain
             have
             gotten
             
               T'other
               Frog
            
             over
             to
             her
             in
             the
             Pool
             ;
             where
             she
             might
             have
             been
             Safe
             ;
             but
             she
             was
             wonted
             to
             the
             Place
             ,
             she
             said
             ,
             and
             would
             not
             Remove
             .
             And
             what
             was
             the
             End
             on
             't
             now
             ,
             but
             the
             Wheel
             of
             a
             Cart
             drove
             over
             her
             a
             while
             after
             ,
             and
             Crush'd
             her
             to
             pieces
             ?
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Some
               People
               are
               so
               Listless
               and
               Slothful
               ,
               that
               they
               'l
               rather
               lie
               still
               and
               Die
               in
               a
               Ditch
               ,
               then
               stir
               one
               Finger
               to
               Help
               themselves
               out
               on
               't
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               CUSTOM
               is
               Another
               Nature
               ;
               and
               what
               betwixt
               Obstinacy
               ,
               and
               Sloth
               ,
               let
               it
               be
               never
               so
               ill
               ,
               and
               inconvenient
               ,
               People
               are
               very
               Hard
               yet
               to
               Quit
               it
               .
               
               He
               that
               does
               Nothing
               at
               all
               ,
               does
               Worse
               then
               He
               ,
               that
               upon
               the
               Account
               of
               Humane
               Frailty
               ,
               does
               Amiss
               ;
               for
               Nothing
               can
               be
               more
               contrary
               to
               God
               Himself
               ,
               who
               is
               a
               Pure
               Act
               ,
               then
               the
               Sleeping
               and
               Drowsing
               away
               of
               our
               Life
               and
               Reason
               ,
               that
               was
               given
               us
               for
               so
               many
               Better
               Purposes
               .
               The
               Frog
               in
               the
               High-way
               here
               ,
               is
               the
               Lively
               Figure
               of
               such
               a
               Man
               ;
               for
               a
               Life
               of
               Sloth
               is
               the
               Life
               of
               a
               Log
               ,
               rather
               then
               the
               Life
               of
               a
               Reasonable
               Creature
               .
               'T
               is
               as
               much
               as
               a
               Body
               can
               well
               do
               ,
               even
               with
               the
               Uttermost
               of
               his
               Prudence
               and
               Industry
               ,
               to
               Rub
               through
               the
               Difficulties
               of
               the
               World
               ,
               though
               he
               should
               keep
               himself
               perpetually
               a
               Doing
               .
               There
               is
               not
               perchance
               a
               more
               Insupportable
               Misery
               in
               Nature
               ,
               then
               it
               would
               be
               ,
               to
               put
               the
               Body
               into
               a
               Frame
               ,
               that
               should
               keep
               it
               always
               in
               the
               same
               Posture
               .
               What
               can
               be
               said
               Worse
               of
               Slothfulness
               now
               ,
               when
               the
               very
               Vice
               is
               Equal
               to
               the
               most
               Exquisite
               of
               Torments
               ?
               It
               is
               odious
               to
               God
               and
               Man
               ,
               Useless
               to
               the
               World
               ,
               Irksome
               to
               it Self
               ,
               Miserable
               in
               All
               Estates
               ,
               and
               utterly
               Incapable
               ,
               either
               of
               Tasting
               or
               Enjoying
               any
               thing
               of
               Comfort
               .
               The
               Frog
               was
               us'd
               to
               the
               Place
               ,
               she
               said
               ,
               and
               rather
               then
               Stir
               to
               help
               her self
               ,
               there
               she
               lay
               till
               her
               Guts
               were
               pash'd
               out
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CLXVI
             .
             A
             Bee-master
             .
          
           
             THere
             came
             a
             Thief
             into
             a
             Bee-Garden
             in
             the
             Absence
             of
             the
             Master
             ,
             and
             Robb'd
             the
             Hives
             .
             The
             Owner
             Discover'd
             it
             upon
             his
             Return
             ,
             and
             stood
             Pausing
             a
             while
             to
             Be-think
             himself
             ,
             how
             This
             should
             come
             to
             pass
             .
             The
             Bees
             ,
             in
             This
             Interim
             ,
             came
             Laden
             home
             out
             of
             the
             Fields
             from
             Feeding
             ,
             and
             Missing
             their
             Combs
             ,
             they
             fell
             Powdering
             in
             Swarms
             upon
             their
             Master
             .
             Well
             (
             says
             he
             )
             you
             are
             a
             Company
             of
             Senceless
             and
             Ungrateful
             Wretches
             ,
             to
             let
             a
             Stranger
             go
             away
             Quietly
             that
             has
             Rifled
             ye
             ,
             and
             to
             bend
             All
             your
             Spite
             against
             your
             Master
             ,
             that
             is
             at
             this
             Instant
             Beating
             his
             Brains
             how
             he
             may
             Repair
             and
             Preserve
             ye
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               the
               Course
               of
               the
               World
               for
               People
               to
               take
               their
               Friends
               for
               their
               Foes
               ,
               and
               to
               Use
               them
               accordingly
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Mistake
               of
               a
               Friend
               for
               an
               Enemy
               ,
               or
               of
               an
               Enemy
               for
               a
               Friend
               ,
               is
               one
               of
               the
               most
               Pernicious
               Errors
               of
               a
               Rash
               Man's
               Life
               ;
               for
               there
               's
               Judgment
               ,
               good
               Nature
               ,
               Generosity
               ,
               Justice
               ,
               common
               Prudence
               ,
               and
               All
               at
               Stake
               .
               Nothing
               can
               be
               more
               Disobliging
               to
               a
               Friend
               on
               the
               One
               hand
               ,
               or
               more
               Ruinous
               to
               my self
               on
               the
               Other
               .
               Charity
               however
               bids
               me
               Hope
               and
               Think
               the
               Best
               ,
               provided
               at
               the
               Same
               Time
               ,
               that
               I
               Secure
               the
               main
               Chance
               .
               Now
               this
               Caution
               holds
               as
               well
               in
               Politiques
               ,
               as
               in
               Morals
               ;
               
               and
               in
               Publique
               Cases
               ▪
               as
               well
               as
               in
               Private
               ;
               for
               there
               is
               Nothing
               more
               Frequent
               ,
               then
               for
               People
               to
               take
               their
               Oppressors
               for
               their
               Protectors
               ,
               and
               their
               Protectors
               for
               Oppressors
               :
               As
               the
               Bees
               here
               Spar'd
               the
               Thief
               and
               fell
               foul
               upon
               their
               Keeper
               .
               This
               is
               the
               very
               Humour
               of
               the
               Mobile
               when
               they
               Mistake
               their
               Man.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CLXVII
             .
             A
             Kingsfisher
             .
          
           
             THE
             Kingsfisher
             is
             a
             Solitary
             Bird
             ,
             that
             Wonts
             commonly
             by
             the
             Water-side
             ,
             and
             Nestles
             in
             Hollow
             Banks
             to
             be
             out
             of
             reach
             of
             the
             Fowlers
             .
             One
             of
             These
             Birds
             happen'd
             to
             be
             forraging
             abroad
             for
             her
             Young
             Ones
             ,
             and
             in
             This
             Interim
             ,
             comes
             a
             Raging
             Torrent
             ,
             that
             washes
             away
             Nest
             ,
             Birds
             and
             all
             .
             Upon
             her
             Return
             ,
             finding
             how
             't
             was
             with
             her
             ,
             she
             brake
             out
             into
             This
             Exclamation
             :
             Unhappy
             Creature
             that
             I
             am
             !
             to
             fly
             from
             the
             bare
             Apprehension
             of
             One
             Enemy
             ,
             into
             the
             Mouth
             of
             Another
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               many
               a
               wise
               Man's
               Hap
               ,
               while
               he
               is
               providing
               against
               One
               Danger
               to
               fall
               into
               Another
               :
               And
               for
               his
               very
               Providence
               to
               turn
               to
               his
               Destruction
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               MANY
               People
               apprehend
               Danger
               Where
               there
               's
               None
               ,
               and
               fancy
               themselves
               to
               be
               Out
               of
               Danger
               where
               there
               's
               most
               of
               All.
               As
               the
               Fellow
               gave
               God
               Thanks
               at
               Sea
               when
               the
               Ship
               Struck
               upon
               a
               Sand
               ,
               for
               bringing
               him
               into
               Shallow
               Water
               again
               ,
               where
               he
               could
               feel
               the
               Bottom
               .
               This
               is
               to
               Mind
               us
               ,
               That
               there
               is
               No
               State
               of
               Life
               so
               Secure
               ,
               as
               not
               to
               lie
               Open
               to
               a
               Thousand
               Difficulties
               and
               Dangers
               ;
               and
               that
               it
               is
               not
               Possible
               for
               the
               Wit
               of
               Man
               to
               Provide
               against
               All
               Contingencies
               .
               There
               's
               No
               Fence
               against
               Inundations
               ,
               Earth-quakes
               ,
               Hurricanes
               ,
               Pestilential
               Vapours
               and
               the
               like
               ;
               and
               therefore
               it
               is
               Our
               Part
               ,
               and
               Duty
               ,
               to
               Hope
               ,
               and
               Endeavor
               the
               Best
               ,
               and
               at
               the
               Same
               Time
               to
               provide
               for
               the
               Worst
               that
               can
               Befall
               Us.
               That
               which
               cannot
               be
               Helpt
               ,
               must
               be
               Born.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CLXVIII
             .
             Fishing
             in
             Troubled
             Waters
             .
          
           
             A
             Fisher-man
             had
             Order'd
             his
             Net
             ,
             for
             a
             Draught
             ,
             and
             still
             as
             he
             was
             Gathering
             it
             up
             ,
             he
             Dash'd
             the
             Water
             ,
             to
             Fright
             the
             Fish
             into
             the
             Bag.
             Some
             of
             the
             Neighbourhood
             that
             look'd
             
             on
             ,
             told
             him
             he
             did
             ill
             to
             muddle
             the
             Water
             so
             ,
             and
             Spoil
             their
             Drink
             .
             Well
             (
             says
             he
             )
             But
             I
             must
             either
             Spoil
             your
             Drink
             ,
             or
             have
             Nothing
             to
             Eat
             my self
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               's
               no
               Engaging
               the
               Mobile
               in
               a
               Sedition
               till
               their
               Heads
               are
               so
               muddled
               first
               with
               Frights
               and
               Visions
               ,
               That
               they
               can
               neither
               See
               ,
               Hear
               ,
               nor
               Understand
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Allegory
               is
               frequently
               Applied
               to
               those
               that
               make
               Advantage
               to
               Themselves
               by
               Embroyling
               the
               Publique
               ;
               and
               
                 set
                 their
                 Country
                 A-fire
                 for
                 the
                 Roasting
                 of
                 their
                 Own
                 Eggs.
              
               'T
               is
               the
               Only
               Trade
               that
               many
               People
               have
               to
               Live
               by
               ,
               and
               the
               most
               Profitable
               Trade
               too
               ,
               when
               the
               Occasion
               lies
               Fair
               for
               their
               Purpose
               .
               'T
               is
               with
               the
               Common
               People
               in
               this
               Case
               ,
               just
               as
               't
               is
               with
               Fishes
               :
               Trouble
               the
               Waters
               ,
               so
               that
               they
               cannot
               see
               their
               Way
               before
               them
               ,
               and
               you
               Have
               'em
               Sure
               in
               the
               Bag
               before
               they
               know
               where
               they
               are
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CLXIX
             .
             An
             Ape
             and
             a
             Dolphin
             .
          
           
             PEople
             were
             us'd
             in
             the
             Days
             of
             Old
             ,
             to
             carry
             Gamesome
             Puppies
             and
             Apes
             with
             'em
             to
             Sea
             ,
             to
             pass
             away
             the
             Time
             withall
             .
             Now
             there
             was
             One
             of
             these
             Apes
             ,
             it
             seems
             ,
             aboard
             a
             Vessel
             that
             was
             cast
             away
             in
             a
             very
             great
             Storm
             .
             As
             the
             Men
             were
             Paddling
             for
             their
             Lives
             ,
             and
             the
             Ape
             for
             Company
             ,
             a
             Certain
             Dolphin
             that
             took
             him
             for
             a
             Man
             ,
             got
             him
             upon
             his
             Back
             ,
             and
             was
             making
             towards
             Land
             with
             him
             .
             He
             had
             him
             into
             a
             Safe
             Road
             call'd
             the
             Pyraeus
             ,
             and
             took
             occasion
             to
             Ask
             the
             Ape
             ,
             whether
             he
             was
             an
             Athenian
             or
             not
             ?
             He
             told
             him
             Yes
             ,
             and
             of
             a
             very
             Ancient
             Family
             there
             .
             Why
             then
             (
             says
             the
             Dolphin
             )
             You
             know
             Pyraeus
             :
             Oh!
             exceedingly
             well
             ,
             says
             T'other
             .
             (
             taking
             it
             for
             the
             Name
             of
             a
             Man
             )
             Why
             Pyraeus
             is
             my
             very
             Particular
             Good
             Friend
             .
             The
             Dolphin
             ,
             upon
             This
             ,
             had
             such
             an
             Indignation
             for
             the
             Impudence
             of
             the
             Buffoon-Ape
             ,
             that
             he
             gave
             him
             the
             Slip
             from
             between
             his
             Legs
             ,
             and
             there
             was
             an
             End
             of
             my
             very
             Good
             Friend
             ,
             the
             Athenian
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Bragging
               ,
               Lying
               ,
               and
               Pretending
               ,
               has
               Cost
               man●…
               a
               Man
               his
               Life
               and
               Estate
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               is
               the
               Humour
               of
               a
               great
               many
               
                 Travelling
                 Men
              
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               
                 Travelling
                 Apes
              
               :
               Men
               that
               will
               be
               Talking
               of
               Places
               that
               they
               never
               Saw
               ,
               and
               of
               Persons
               that
               they
               never
               Heard
               of
               .
               Their
               Whole
               Conversation
               is
               made
               up
               of
               Councels
               and
               Intrigues
               ,
               Reasons
               of
               State
               ,
               Embassies
               ,
               and
               Negotiations
               ,
               that
               they
               never
               were
               skill'd
               in
               at
               all
               .
               Neither
               Men
               ,
               Books
               ,
               nor
               Sciences
               come
               Amiss
               to
               'em
               :
               And
               after
               All
               This
               Extravagant
               Bussle
               ,
               a
               Gay
               Coat
               and
               a
               Grimace
               is
               the
               Upshot
               of
               what
               they
               can
               Pretend
               to
               .
               These
               Phantomes
               however
               are
               Sometimes
               taken
               for
               Men
               ,
               and
               born
               up
               by
               the
               Well-meaning
               Ignorant
               Common
               People
               ,
               as
               the
               Ape
               was
               here
               by
               the
               Dolphin
               ;
               till
               in
               the
               Conclusion
               ,
               their
               Sillyness
               lays
               them
               Open
               ,
               Their
               Supporters
               give
               them
               the
               Slip
               ,
               and
               down
               they
               Drop
               ,
               and
               Vanish
               .
               How
               many
               of
               These
               Empty
               Chattering
               Fops
               have
               we
               daily
               put
               upon
               us
               ,
               for
               Men
               of
               Sense
               and
               Bus'ness
               ;
               that
               with
               Balzack's
               
                 Prime
                 Minister
              
               ,
               shall
               Spend
               ye
               Eight
               and
               Forty
               Hours
               together
               Poring
               over
               a
               Map
               ,
               to
               look
               for
               Aristocracy
               and
               Democracy
               ,
               instead
               of
               Croatia
               and
               Dalmatia
               ,
               and
               take
               the
               Name
               of
               a
               Country
               for
               a
               Form
               of
               Government
               ;
               Without
               any
               more
               ado
               ,
               we
               have
               Apes
               in
               History
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               in
               Fiction
               ,
               and
               not
               a
               Rush
               matter
               whether
               they
               go
               on
               Four
               Legs
               ,
               or
               on
               Two.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CLXX
             .
             Mercury
             and
             a
             Statuary
             .
          
           
             MErcury
             had
             a
             Great
             Mind
             once
             to
             Learn
             what
             Credit
             he
             had
             in
             the
             World
             ,
             and
             he
             knew
             no
             Better
             VVay
             ,
             then
             to
             Put
             on
             the
             Shape
             of
             a
             Man
             ,
             and
             take
             Occasion
             to
             Discourse
             the
             Matter
             ,
             as
             by
             the
             By
             ,
             with
             a
             Statuary
             :
             So
             away
             he
             went
             to
             the
             House
             of
             a
             Great
             Master
             ,
             where
             ,
             among
             Other
             Curious
             Figures
             ,
             he
             saw
             several
             Excellent
             Pieces
             of
             the
             Gods.
             The
             first
             he
             Cheapen'd
             was
             a
             Iupiter
             ,
             which
             would
             have
             come
             at
             a
             very
             Easy
             Rate
             .
             Well
             (
             says
             Mercury
             )
             and
             what
             's
             the
             Price
             of
             that
             Iuno
             There
             ?
             The
             Carver
             set
             That
             a
             Little
             Higher
             .
             The
             next
             Figure
             was
             a
             Mercury
             ,
             with
             his
             Rod
             and
             his
             Wings
             ,
             and
             All
             the
             Ensigns
             of
             his
             Commission
             .
             Why
             ,
             This
             is
             as
             it
             should
             be
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             to
             Himself
             :
             For
             here
             am
             I
             in
             the
             Quality
             of
             Iupiter's
             Messenger
             ,
             and
             the
             Patron
             of
             Artizans
             ,
             with
             all
             my
             Trade
             about
             me
             :
             And
             now
             will
             This
             Fellow
             ask
             me
             Fifteen
             Times
             as
             much
             for
             This
             as
             he
             did
             for
             T'other
             :
             And
             so
             he
             put
             it
             to
             him
             ,
             what
             he
             Valu'd
             that
             Piece
             at
             :
             VVhy
             truly
             ,
             says
             the
             Statuary
             ,
             you
             seem
             to
             be
             a
             Civil
             Gentleman
             ,
             give
             me
             but
             my
             Price
             for
             the
             Other
             Two
             ,
             and
             you
             shall
             e'en
             have
             That
             into
             the
             Bargain
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               This
               is
               to
               put
               the
               Vanity
               of
               Those
               Men
               out
               of
               Countenance
               ,
               that
               by
               Setting
               too
               High
               a
               Value
               upon
               Themselves
               ,
               appear
               by
               so
               much
               the
               more
               Despicable
               to
               Others
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               an
               Old
               Saying
               ,
               That
               
                 Listners
                 never
                 hear
                 Well
                 of
                 Themselves
              
               ;
               and
               Mercury's
               Curiosity
               Sped
               accordingly
               in
               This
               Fable
               .
               All
               Vain
               Men
               that
               Affect
               Popularity
               ,
               are
               apt
               to
               Fancy
               ,
               that
               Other
               People
               have
               the
               same
               Opinion
               of
               Them
               ,
               that
               they
               have
               of
               Themselves
               ;
               but
               Nothing
               goes
               Nearer
               the
               Heart
               of
               'em
               ,
               then
               to
               Meet
               with
               Contempt
               ,
               instead
               of
               Applause
               ,
               Esteem
               ,
               and
               Reputation
               .
               They
               Muster
               up
               All
               their
               Commissions
               and
               Charters
               ;
               as
               Mercury
               Values
               himself
               here
               ,
               upon
               the
               Relation
               he
               had
               to
               Iupiter
               ;
               Whose
               Pimp
               he
               is
               ,
               and
               What
               's
               his
               Bus'ness
               .
               He
               gives
               to
               Understand
               also
               what
               a
               Friend
               the
               Artizans
               had
               at
               Court
               ,
               and
               All
               too
               Little
               ,
               to
               Gain
               him
               the
               Respect
               ,
               but
               so
               much
               as
               of
               a
               Common
               Messenger
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CLXXI.
             Mercury
             and
             Tiresias
             .
          
           
             MErcury
             had
             a
             Great
             Mind
             to
             try
             if
             Tiresias
             was
             so
             Famous
             a
             Diviner
             as
             the
             World
             took
             him
             for
             ,
             or
             not
             .
             So
             he
             went
             and
             Stole
             Tiresias's
             Oxen
             ;
             and
             Order'd
             the
             Matter
             ,
             to
             be
             in
             the
             Company
             with
             Tiresias
             ,
             as
             upon
             Bus'ness
             by
             the
             By
             ,
             when
             the
             News
             should
             be
             brought
             him
             of
             the
             Loss
             of
             his
             Oxen.
             Mercury
             went
             to
             Tiresias
             in
             the
             Shape
             of
             a
             Man
             ,
             and
             the
             Tidings
             came
             as
             Mercury
             had
             Contriv'd
             it
             :
             Upon
             This
             ,
             he
             took
             Mercury
             up
             to
             a
             High
             Tower
             ,
             Hard
             by
             ,
             and
             bad
             him
             look
             Well
             about
             him
             ,
             and
             tell
             him
             what
             Birds
             he
             saw
             .
             Why
             ,
             says
             Mercury
             ,
             I
             see
             an
             Eagle
             upon
             Wing
             there
             ,
             that
             takes
             her
             Course
             from
             the
             Right-hand
             to
             the
             Left.
             That
             Eagle
             (
             says
             Tiresias
             )
             is
             nothing
             to
             Our
             Purpose
             ;
             wherefore
             Pray
             look
             again
             once
             .
             Mercury
             stood
             Gazing
             a
             while
             ,
             and
             then
             told
             Tiresias
             of
             a
             Crow
             he
             had
             Discover'd
             upon
             a
             Tree
             ,
             that
             was
             One
             while
             looking
             up
             into
             the
             Air
             ,
             and
             Another
             while
             Down
             towards
             the
             Ground
             :
             That
             's
             enough
             ;
             (
             says
             Tiresias
             )
             for
             This
             Motion
             of
             the
             Crow
             ,
             is
             as
             much
             as
             to
             say
             ,
             I
             do
             Appeal
             to
             Heaven
             ,
             and
             to
             Earth
             ,
             that
             the
             Man
             that
             is
             Now
             with
             Tiresias
             ,
             can
             help
             him
             to
             his
             Oxen
             again
             if
             He
             Pleases
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               This
               Fable
               is
               of
               a
               General
               Application
               to
               All
               Bold
               and
               Crafty
               Thieves
               and
               Impostors
               .
               It
               serves
               also
               to
               set
               forth
               the
               Vanity
               of
               Wizzards
               ,
               Fortune-Tellers
               ,
               and
               the
               like
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               KNAVES
               Set
               up
               these
               Jugglers
               ,
               and
               Fools
               Maintain
               them
               .
               There
               must
               be
               Forms
               however
               ,
               Characters
               ,
               and
               Hard
               Words
               ,
               Crabbed
               Looks
               ,
               and
               Canting
               Calculations
               ,
               for
               the
               Colour
               of
               the
               Pretence
               ;
               but
               People
               should
               have
               a
               Care
               yet
               ,
               not
               to
               take
               a
               Confederacy
               for
               a
               Science
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CLXXII
             .
             A
             Hound
             and
             a
             Mastiffe
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Man
             had
             
               Two
               Dogs
            
             ;
             One
             for
             the
             Chace
             ,
             T'other
             to
             look
             to
             the
             House
             ;
             and
             whatever
             the
             Hound
             took
             Abroad
             ,
             the
             House-Dog
             had
             his
             Part
             on
             't
             at
             Home
             .
             T'other
             Grumbled
             at
             it
             ,
             that
             when
             He
             took
             All
             the
             Pains
             ,
             the
             Mastiffe
             should
             Reap
             the
             Fruit
             of
             his
             Labours
             .
             Well
             ,
             says
             the
             House-Dog
             ,
             That
             's
             None
             of
             my
             Fault
             ,
             but
             my
             Masters
             ,
             that
             has
             not
             Train'd
             me
             up
             to
             Work
             for
             my self
             ,
             but
             to
             Eat
             what
             others
             have
             Provided
             for
             me
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Fathers
               and
               Masters
               have
               a
               Great
               deal
               to
               Answer
               for
               ,
               if
               their
               Children
               and
               Servants
               do
               not
               Do
               as
               they
               Should
               do
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               MORE
               People
               are
               lost
               for
               want
               of
               a
               Good
               Education
               and
               Institution
               ,
               then
               for
               want
               of
               Honest
               and
               Honourable
               Inclinations
               ;
               and
               These
               are
               Miscariages
               that
               Parents
               and
               Tutors
               are
               in
               a
               Great
               Measure
               to
               Answer
               for
               .
               We
               are
               here
               given
               to
               Understand
               ,
               that
               there
               are
               Offices
               of
               Trust
               also
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               Offices
               of
               Labour
               ,
               and
               the
               One
               as
               Necessary
               to
               the
               Common
               Good
               as
               the
               Other
               .
               The
               Mastiffe
               Maintains
               the
               Hound
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               the
               Hound
               the
               Mastiffe
               ;
               and
               if
               the
               One
               did
               not
               keep
               the
               House
               from
               being
               Robb'd
               ,
               the
               Other
               would
               have
               Nothing
               to
               Eat
               in
               't
               at
               all
               .
               So
               that
               This
               Fable
               ,
               upon
               the
               Whole
               Matter
               ,
               will
               serve
               for
               a
               Political
               Reading
               to
               Princes
               and
               Governors
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               to
               Masters
               of
               Private
               Families
               ,
               upon
               the
               Reciprocal
               Use
               ,
               Benefit
               ,
               and
               Necessity
               of
               Industry
               and
               Protection
               betwixt
               Rulers
               and
               Subjects
               ,
               for
               the
               Preservation
               of
               a
               Common-wealth
               :
               The
               One
               Supplies
               us
               with
               what
               we
               Want
               ,
               and
               the
               Other
               Supports
               Us
               in
               the
               Defence
               of
               what
               we
               Get
               ,
               and
               neither
               would
               Signifie
               any
               thing
               to
               us
               without
               the
               Other
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CLXXIII
             .
             An
             Unhappy
             Match
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Man
             ,
             a
             Long
             time
             ago
             ,
             that
             had
             got
             a
             Shrew
             to
             his
             Wife
             ,
             and
             there
             could
             be
             No
             Quiet
             in
             the
             House
             for
             her
             .
             The
             Husband
             was
             Willing
             however
             to
             make
             the
             Best
             of
             a
             Bad
             Game
             ,
             and
             so
             for
             Experiment
             Sake
             ,
             he
             sent
             her
             away
             for
             a
             While
             to
             her
             Fathers
             .
             When
             he
             came
             a
             little
             after
             to
             take
             her
             Home
             again
             ,
             Prethee
             Sweet-heart
             (
             says
             he
             )
             How
             go
             Matters
             in
             the
             House
             where
             thou
             hast
             been
             ?
             Introth
             ,
             says
             she
             ,
             they
             go
             I
             know
             not
             How
             :
             But
             there
             's
             None
             of
             the
             Family
             ,
             you
             must
             know
             ,
             can
             Endure
             Me
             :
             No
             not
             so
             much
             as
             the
             very
             Hinds
             and
             Plough-men
             ;
             I
             could
             Read
             it
             in
             the
             Faces
             of
             Them.
             Ah
             Wife
             !
             says
             the
             Husband
             ,
             If
             People
             that
             Rise
             Early
             and
             come
             Home
             Late
             ,
             and
             are
             all
             Day
             out
             of
             your
             Sight
             ,
             cannot
             be
             Quiet
             for
             ye
             ,
             what
             a
             Case
             is
             your
             Poor
             Husband
             in
             ,
             that
             must
             Spend
             his
             Whole
             Life
             in
             your
             Company
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               When
               Man
               and
               Wife
               cannot
               Agree
               ,
               Prudence
               will
               Oblige
               the
               One
               ,
               and
               Modesty
               the
               Other
               ,
               to
               put
               all
               their
               Little
               Controversies
               into
               their
               Pockets
               ,
               and
               make
               the
               Best
               of
               a
               Bad
               Game
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               are
               more
               Ways
               to
               come
               to
               a
               Right
               Understanding
               of
               Things
               ,
               then
               by
               Question
               and
               Answer
               .
               There
               are
               Certain
               Contentious
               Humors
               that
               are
               never
               to
               be
               Pleas'd
               ,
               and
               he
               that
               Troubles
               his
               Head
               because
               he
               cannot
               Please
               them
               ,
               is
               Worse
               then
               a
               Mad-man
               .
               Nay
               it
               falls
               out
               many
               times
               that
               the
               very
               Desire
               and
               Endeavour
               to
               do
               it
               ,
               makes
               it
               more
               Impossible
               ,
               Especially
               where
               People
               are
               Imperious
               and
               Insulting
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               Peevish
               .
               Now
               in
               the
               Case
               of
               this
               Fable
               ,
               it
               may
               be
               a
               Question
               whether
               the
               Wife
               ,
               or
               the
               Woman
               ,
               was
               the
               more
               Freakish
               of
               the
               Two
               :
               For
               she
               was
               still
               the
               same
               Uneasie
               Fop
               wherever
               she
               was
               ;
               but
               the
               Poor
               Man
               however
               had
               Enough
               on
               't
               ,
               in
               Both
               Capacities
               ;
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               as
               a
               Common
               Incumbrance
               ,
               and
               as
               a
               Particular
               Ciog
               .
            
             
               The
               Moral
               is
               a
               Piece
               of
               Good
               Councel
               to
               All
               Men
               that
               Labour
               under
               that
               Unhappy
               Circumstance
               .
               First
               ,
               in
               Prudence
               ,
               to
               Try
               what
               Help
               for
               't
               :
               and
               then
               in
               Case
               of
               the
               Last
               Necessity
               ,
               to
               come
               to
               some
               Peremptory
               Resolution
               to
               Deliver
               Themselves
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CLXXIV
             .
             A
             Wolfe
             and
             a
             Kid.
             
          
           
             A
             Wolfe
             spy'd
             out
             a
             Straggling
             Kid
             ,
             and
             Pursu'd
             him
             .
             The
             Kid
             found
             that
             the
             Wolfe
             was
             too
             Nimble
             for
             him
             ,
             and
             so
             turn'd
             and
             told
             him
             :
             I
             perceive
             I
             am
             to
             be
             Eaten
             ,
             and
             I
             would
             gladly
             Die
             as
             Pleasantly
             as
             I
             could
             :
             Wherefore
             ,
             Pray
             give
             me
             but
             One
             Touch
             of
             Your
             Pipe
             before
             I
             go
             to
             Pot.
             The
             Wolfe
             Play'd
             ,
             and
             the
             Kid
             Danc'd
             ,
             and
             the
             Noise
             of
             the
             Pipe
             brought
             in
             the
             Dogs
             upon
             him
             .
             Well
             (
             says
             the
             Wolfe
             )
             This
             't
             is
             when
             People
             will
             be
             Meddling
             out
             of
             their
             Profession
             .
             My
             Bus'ness
             was
             to
             Play
             the
             Butcher
             ,
             not
             the
             Piper
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               When
               a
               Crafty
               Knave
               is
               Infatuated
               ,
               any
               Silly
               Wretch
               may
               put
               Tricks
               upon
               him
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               LET
               Every
               Man
               stick
               to
               his
               Own
               Part
               ,
               without
               Taking
               Another
               Man's
               Trade
               out
               of
               his
               Hand
               .
               This
               is
               the
               Old
               Moral
               ,
               but
               we
               may
               Read
               upon
               't
               Another
               way
               too
               .
               'T
               is
               a
               very
               Unequal
               Encounter
               ,
               when
               Malice
               ,
               Craft
               ,
               and
               Power
               ,
               are
               United
               against
               the
               Weak
               ,
               and
               the
               Innocent
               :
               Saving
               where
               Providence
               Interposes
               to
               the
               Relief
               of
               the
               one
               ,
               and
               to
               the
               Infatuation
               of
               the
               Other
               :
               As
               the
               Wolfe
               here
               ,
               that
               had
               a
               Plot
               upon
               the
               Kid
               ,
               was
               Confounded
               by
               a
               Counter-Plot
               of
               the
               Kids
               upon
               the
               Wolfe
               :
               And
               such
               a
               Counter-Plot
               it
               was
               too
               ,
               as
               the
               Wolfe
               with
               All
               his
               Sagacity
               was
               not
               able
               to
               Smell
               out
               .
               Wherefore
               let
               no
               Man
               Presume
               too
               much
               upon
               his
               Own
               Strength
               ,
               either
               of
               Body
               or
               of
               Mind
               ;
               but
               Consider
               within
               himself
               ,
               that
               Heaven
               takes
               Part
               with
               the
               Oppressed
               ;
               and
               that
               Tyrants
               Themselves
               are
               upon
               their
               Behavior
               to
               a
               Superior
               Power
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CLXXV
             .
             A
             Fox
             and
             a
             Crab.
             
          
           
             A
             Fox
             that
             was
             Sharp-set
             ,
             Surpriz'd
             a
             Crab
             ,
             as
             he
             lay
             out
             of
             the
             Sea
             upon
             the
             Sands
             ,
             and
             Carry'd
             him
             away
             .
             The
             Crab
             ,
             when
             he
             found
             that
             he
             was
             to
             be
             Eaten
             ,
             Well
             (
             says
             he
             )
             This
             comes
             of
             Meddling
             where
             we
             have
             Nothing
             to
             do
             ;
             for
             My
             Bus'ness
             lay
             at
             Sea
             ,
             not
             upon
             the
             Land.
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               No
               Body
               Pities
               a
               Man
               for
               any
               Misfortune
               that
               Befalls
               him
               ,
               in
               Matters
               out
               of
               his
               Way
               ,
               Bus'ness
               ,
               or
               Calling
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               EVERY
               Man
               has
               his
               Post
               Assign'd
               him
               ,
               and
               in
               That
               Station
               he
               is
               Well
               ,
               if
               he
               can
               but
               Think
               himself
               so
               ;
               and
               He
               that
               cannot
               keep
               himself
               Well
               ,
               when
               he
               is
               Well
               ,
               may
               Thank
               Himself
               :
               But
               Men
               of
               Curiosity
               and
               Levity
               can
               never
               be
               at
               Rest
               ;
               for
               let
               their
               Present
               State
               be
               what
               it
               will
               ,
               it
               never
               Pleases
               them
               .
               They
               have
               a
               Sickly
               Uneasiness
               upon
               them
               ,
               which
               Way
               soever
               they
               lye
               ,
               or
               in
               what
               Condition
               soever
               they
               are
               ;
               no
               Place
               ,
               no
               Posture
               ,
               no
               State
               ,
               either
               of
               Life
               or
               of
               Fortune
               agrees
               with
               'em
               ,
               but
               they
               run-on
               ,
               Shifting
               ,
               and
               Changing
               ,
               from
               One
               Error
               ,
               and
               from
               One
               Qualm
               ,
               to
               Another
               ;
               Hankering
               after
               Novelties
               ,
               and
               Trying
               New
               Experiments
               .
               We
               are
               Naturally
               given
               to
               be
               Peeping
               into
               Forbidden
               Secrets
               ,
               and
               Groping
               in
               the
               Dark
               after
               we
               know
               not
               what
               .
               We
               never
               Think
               of
               the
               Main
               Bus'ness
               of
               Life
               ,
               till
               a
               Vain
               Repentance
               Minds
               us
               of
               it
               at
               the
               Wrong
               End
               on
               't
               ,
               and
               then
               ,
               with
               the
               Crab
               in
               the
               Fable
               ,
               we
               find
               that
               we
               have
               been
               Doing
               of
               One
               thing
               All
               this
               while
               ,
               when
               we
               should
               have
               been
               Doing
               Another
               ;
               and
               Abandoned
               the
               Station
               that
               God
               and
               Nature
               Allotted
               us
               ,
               to
               our
               Irreparable
               Ruine
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CLXXVI
             .
             A
             Musician
             .
          
           
             A
             Man
             that
             had
             a
             very
             Course
             Voice
             ,
             but
             an
             Excellent
             Musique-Room
             ,
             would
             be
             still
             Practising
             in
             that
             Chamber
             ,
             for
             the
             Advantage
             of
             the
             Eccho
             .
             He
             took
             such
             a
             Conceit
             upon
             't
             ,
             that
             he
             must
             needs
             be
             shewing
             his
             Parts
             upon
             a
             Publick
             Theatre
             ,
             where
             he
             Performed
             So
             very
             ill
             ,
             that
             the
             Auditory
             Hiss'd
             him
             off
             the
             Stage
             ,
             and
             threw
             Stones
             at
             him
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               A
               Man
               may
               Like
               himself
               very
               Well
               in
               his
               Own
               Glass
               ,
               and
               yet
               the
               World
               not
               Fall
               in
               Love
               with
               him
               in
               Publick
               .
               But
               the
               Truth
               on
               't
               is
               ,
               We
               are
               Partial
               in
               our
               own
               Case
               ,
               and
               there
               's
               no
               Reading
               of
               Our Selves
               but
               with
               Other
               Mens
               Eyes
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               's
               a
               Great
               Difference
               betwixt
               an
               Orator
               in
               the
               Schools
               ,
               and
               a
               Man
               of
               Bus'ness
               upon
               a
               Stage
               of
               Action
               .
               Many
               a
               Man
               that
               Passes
               for
               a
               Philosopher
               in
               Private
               ,
               behaves
               himself
               most
               Ridiculously
               in
               Publick
               ;
               as
               what
               's
               more
               Uncouth
               (
               with
               Respect
               be
               it
               spoken
               )
               then
               a
               Pedant
               out
               of
               his
               Element
               ?
               There
               are
               Flattering
               Chambers
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               Flattering
               Glasses
               ,
               and
               the
               One
               Helps
               out
               a
               Bad
               Voice
               ,
               as
               the
               Other
               Countenances
               an
               ill
               Favour'd
               Face
               :
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               the
               One
               Drowns
               the
               Harshness
               of
               the
               Pipe
               ,
               as
               the
               Other
               Covers
               ,
               or
               Disguises
               the
               Coursness
               of
               the
               Complexion
               .
               But
               Men
               must
               not
               think
               to
               Walk
               upon
               These
               Stilts
               ,
               if
               they
               come
               to
               set
               up
               in
               Publick
               once
               ;
               The
               One
               ,
               for
               an
               
                 Italian
                 Capon
              
               ,
               the
               Other
               ,
               for
               an
               
                 English
                 Beauty
              
               :
               Wherefore
               
               it
               will
               become
               All
               People
               to
               Weigh
               and
               Measure
               Themselves
               ,
               before
               they
               Venture
               upon
               any
               Undertaking
               that
               may
               bring
               their
               Lives
               ,
               Honour
               ,
               or
               Fortune
               in
               Question
               .
               Some
               Songsters
               can
               no
               more
               Sing
               in
               any
               Chamber
               but
               their
               Own
               ;
               then
               some
               Clarks
               can
               Read
               in
               any
               Book
               but
               their
               Own
               ;
               Put
               them
               out
               of
               their
               Road
               once
               ,
               and
               they
               are
               Meer
               Cat-Pipes
               and
               Dunces
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CLXXVII
             .
             Thieves
             that
             Stole
             a
             Cock.
             
          
           
             A
             Band
             of
             Thieves
             Brake
             into
             a
             House
             once
             ,
             and
             found
             Nothing
             in
             't
             to
             Carry
             away
             ,
             but
             One
             Poor
             Cock.
             The
             Cock
             said
             as
             much
             for
             Himself
             as
             a
             Cock
             could
             say
             ;
             but
             Insisted
             Chiefly
             upon
             the
             Services
             of
             his
             Calling
             People
             up
             to
             their
             Work
             ,
             when
             't
             was
             time
             to
             Rise
             .
             Sirrah
             (
             says
             one
             of
             the
             Thieves
             )
             You
             had
             Better
             have
             let
             That
             Argument
             Alone
             ;
             for
             Your
             Waking
             the
             Family
             Spoils
             our
             Trade
             ,
             and
             We
             are
             to
             be
             Hang'd
             forsooth
             for
             your
             Bawling
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               That
               which
               is
               One
               Body's
               Meat
               ,
               is
               Another
               Body's
               Poyson
               ;
               as
               the
               Trussing
               up
               of
               Thieves
               is
               the
               Security
               of
               Honest
               Men.
               One
               Foolish
               Word
               is
               Enough
               to
               Spoil
               a
               Good
               Cause
               ,
               and
               't
               is
               many
               a
               Man's
               Fortune
               to
               Cut
               his
               Own
               Throat
               with
               his
               Own
               Argument
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               a
               Hard
               Matter
               for
               a
               Man
               that
               Argues
               against
               the
               Truth
               ,
               and
               the
               Reason
               of
               a
               Thing
               ,
               to
               Consist
               with
               Himself
               ,
               for
               having
               no
               Rule
               to
               Walk
               by
               ,
               't
               is
               Forty
               to
               One
               but
               Some
               time
               or
               Other
               he
               will
               lose
               his
               Way
               :
               Especially
               when
               he
               is
               to
               Accommodate
               his
               Story
               to
               the
               Various
               Circumstances
               of
               Times
               ,
               Persons
               ,
               and
               Occasions
               .
               But
               it
               is
               One
               Thing
               to
               forget
               Matter
               of
               Fact
               ,
               and
               Another
               Thing
               to
               blunder
               upon
               the
               Reason
               of
               it
               .
               It
               is
               however
               ,
               well
               Worthy
               of
               a
               Sober
               Man's
               Care
               ,
               not
               to
               let
               any
               thing
               fall
               that
               may
               be
               turn'd
               upon
               him
               out
               of
               his
               Own
               Mouth
               .
               This
               Presence
               of
               Mind
               't
               is
               true
               ,
               is
               not
               Every
               bodies
               Talent
               ;
               neither
               does
               This
               Consideration
               Enter
               into
               Every
               bodies
               Thought
               ;
               but
               it
               were
               better
               if
               it
               Were
               so
               ,
               and
               so
               it
               Ought
               to
               be
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CLXXVIII
             .
             A
             Crow
             and
             a
             Raven
             .
          
           
             YOur
             Raven
             has
             a
             Reputation
             in
             the
             World
             for
             a
             Bird
             of
             Omen
             ,
             and
             a
             kind
             of
             small
             Prophet
             .
             A
             Crow
             that
             had
             Observ'd
             the
             Raven's
             Manner
             and
             Way
             of
             Delivering
             his
             Predictions
             ,
             
             sets
             up
             for
             a
             Foreboder
             too
             ;
             and
             so
             gets
             upon
             a
             Tree
             ,
             and
             there
             stands
             Nodding
             and
             Croaking
             ,
             just
             over
             the
             Head
             of
             some
             People
             that
             were
             Passing
             by
             .
             They
             were
             a
             little
             Surpriz'd
             at
             first
             ;
             but
             so
             soon
             as
             they
             saw
             how
             '
             t
             was
             .
             Come
             ,
             my
             Masters
             (
             says
             One
             of
             the
             Company
             )
             let
             's
             e'en
             go
             forward
             ,
             for
             This
             is
             but
             the
             Chattering
             of
             a
             Foolish
             Crow
             ,
             and
             it
             signifies
             Nothing
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               How
               are
               Superstitious
               Men
               Hagg'd
               Out
               of
               their
               Wits
               and
               Senses
               ,
               with
               the
               Fancy
               of
               Omens
               ,
               Forebodings
               ,
               Old
               Wives
               Tales
               and
               Visions
               ;
               and
               upon
               a
               Final
               Examination
               of
               the
               Matter
               ,
               Nothing
               at
               all
               in
               the
               Bottom
               on
               't
               !
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Affectation
               of
               Powers
               and
               Faculties
               ,
               that
               are
               Above
               us
               ,
               is
               not
               only
               Vain
               ,
               and
               Unprofitable
               ,
               but
               Ridiculous
               ;
               for
               the
               Matter
               ,
               upon
               Examination
               ,
               will
               not
               abide
               the
               Test.
               
                 Your
                 Empyricks
                 ,
                 Piss-Pot-Prophets
                 ,
                 Fortune-Tellers
                 ,
              
               and
               Buffoon-Pretenders
               to
               State
               and
               Government
               ,
               fall
               under
               the
               Lash
               of
               This
               Moral
               .
               And
               so
               do
               All
               your
               little
               Smatterers
               in
               Arts
               and
               Siences
               of
               what
               Kind
               ,
               or
               Quality
               soever
               :
               But
               there
               goes
               more
               to
               the
               Making
               of
               a
               Prophet
               ,
               then
               Nodding
               ,
               and
               Croaking
               .
               'T
               is
               not
               the
               Gown
               and
               the
               Cap
               that
               Makes
               the
               Doctor
               ;
               Neither
               is
               it
               the
               Supercilious
               Gravity
               of
               Countenances
               and
               Forms
               ,
               that
               presently
               Dubbs
               any
               Man
               a
               Philosopher
               .
               Not
               but
               that
               a
               Fool
               may
               Put
               himself
               in
               the
               Garb
               ,
               and
               so
               far
               Imitate
               the
               Meen
               ,
               and
               Motions
               of
               a
               Wise-man
               ,
               as
               at
               first
               Blush
               to
               Put
               a
               Body
               to
               a
               Stand
               what
               to
               Make
               of
               him
               :
               But
               upon
               further
               Consideration
               ,
               the
               Original
               is
               as
               Easily
               known
               from
               the
               Copy
               ,
               as
               the
               Ass
               in
               his
               
                 borrow'd
                 Skin
              
               was
               from
               the
               Lyon
               :
               Or
               I
               might
               have
               said
               ,
               as
               the
               Crow
               here
               from
               the
               Raven
               :
               Their
               Ears
               and
               their
               Tongues
               Betray
               them
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CLXXIX
             .
             A
             Crow
             and
             a
             Dog.
             
          
           
             A
             Crow
             Invited
             a
             Dog
             to
             Joyn
             in
             a
             Sacrifice
             to
             Minerva
             .
             That
             will
             be
             to
             no
             Purpose
             (
             says
             the
             Dog
             )
             for
             the
             Goddess
             has
             such
             an
             A
             version
             to
             ye
             ,
             that
             you
             are
             Particularly
             Excluded
             out
             of
             all
             Auguries
             .
             Ay
             ,
             says
             the
             Crow
             ,
             but
             I
             'll
             Sacrifice
             the
             rather
             to
             her
             for
             That
             ,
             to
             try
             if
             I
             can
             make
             her
             my
             Friend
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               We
               find
               it
               in
               the
               Practice
               of
               the
               World
               ,
               that
               Men
               take
               up
               Religion
               more
               for
               Fear
               ,
               Reputation
               ,
               and
               Interest
               ,
               then
               for
               True
               Affection
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Pagan
               Fable
               will
               bear
               a
               Christian
               Moral
               ,
               for
               more
               People
               Worship
               for
               Fear
               ,
               and
               for
               Interest
               ,
               then
               for
               Love
               and
               Devotion
               .
               As
               the
               Indians
               do
               the
               Devils
               ,
               That
               they
               may
               not
               Hurt
               '
               em
               .
               It
               Teaches
               us
               farther
               ,
               that
               we
               are
               not
               to
               take
               Pet
               ,
               or
               Despond
               ,
               under
               any
               Cross
               or
               Calamity
               that
               the
               Almighty
               is
               pleased
               to
               lay
               upon
               us
               .
               The
               Judgments
               of
               Heaven
               are
               Just
               ,
               and
               let
               them
               fall
               never
               so
               Heavy
               ,
               they
               are
               yet
               less
               then
               we
               deserve
               .
               The
               Devil
               Himself
               ,
               when
               he
               was
               let
               loose
               upon
               Iob
               ,
               could
               not
               Transport
               That
               Patient
               ,
               Good
               Man
               beyond
               his
               Temper
               ,
               or
               make
               him
               Quit
               his
               Hold.
               Resignation
               and
               Perseverance
               are
               All
               that
               a
               Man
               has
               to
               Trust
               to
               in
               This
               Extremity
               .
               There
               's
               no
               Good
               to
               be
               done
               by
               Struggling
               ,
               nor
               any
               way
               left
               us
               to
               make
               our
               Peace
               with
               ,
               but
               to
               try
               by
               Faith
               ,
               Prayer
               ,
               and
               a
               New
               Life
               ,
               if
               we
               can
               make
               our
               Offended
               Master
               Once
               again
               our
               Friend
               .
               So
               that
               upon
               the
               Upshot
               ,
               Afflictions
               are
               but
               the
               Methods
               of
               a
               Merciful
               Providence
               ,
               to
               Force
               us
               upon
               the
               only
               Means
               of
               setting
               Matters
               Right
               ,
               betwixt
               Divine
               Justice
               and
               Humane
               Frailty
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CLXXX
             .
             A
             Raven
             and
             a
             Snake
             .
          
           
             AS
             a
             Snake
             lay
             Lazing
             at
             his
             Length
             ,
             in
             the
             Gleam
             of
             the
             Sun
             ,
             a
             Raven
             Took
             him
             up
             ,
             and
             Flew
             away
             with
             him
             .
             The
             Snake
             kept
             a
             Twisting
             and
             Turning
             ,
             till
             he
             Bit
             the
             Raven
             ,
             and
             made
             him
             Curse
             himself
             for
             being
             such
             a
             Fool
             ,
             as
             to
             Meddle
             with
             a
             Purchace
             that
             had
             cost
             him
             his
             Life
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Nature
               has
               made
               All
               the
               Necessaries
               of
               Life
               ,
               Safe
               and
               Easie
               to
               us
               ,
               but
               if
               we
               will
               be
               Hankering
               after
               Things
               that
               we
               Neither
               Want
               nor
               Understand
               ,
               we
               must
               take
               our
               Fortune
               ,
               even
               if
               Death
               it Self
               should
               happen
               to
               be
               in
               the
               Case
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               IF
               Men
               would
               but
               Ballance
               the
               Good
               and
               the
               Evil
               of
               Things
               ,
               the
               Profit
               and
               the
               Loss
               ,
               they
               would
               not
               Venture
               Soul
               ,
               Body
               ,
               and
               Reputation
               ,
               for
               a
               Little
               Dirty
               Interest
               .
               'T
               is
               much
               the
               same
               Thing
               betwixt
               Us
               ,
               and
               our
               Sensual
               Acquisitions
               ,
               that
               it
               is
               betwixt
               the
               Raven
               and
               the
               Snake
               here
               .
               Men
               of
               Eager
               Appetites
               Chop
               at
               what
               comes
               next
               ,
               and
               the
               Purchase
               seldom
               fails
               of
               a
               Sting
               in
               the
               Tayl
               on
               't
               .
               Nor
               is
               it
               to
               be
               Expected
               ,
               that
               Passion
               without
               Reason
               should
               Succeed
               better
               .
               Our
               Senses
               are
               Sharp-set
               upon
               All
               Fleshly
               Pleasures
               ,
               and
               if
               they
               be
               but
               Fair
               to
               the
               Eye
               ,
               Rellishing
               to
               the
               Palate
               ,
               Harmonious
               to
               the
               Ear
               ,
               Gentle
               to
               the
               Touch
               ,
               and
               Fragrant
               to
               the
               Smell
               ,
               't
               is
               all
               we
               Look
               for
               ,
               and
               all
               we
               Care
               for
               .
               'T
               is
               true
               ,
               all
               This
               while
               ,
               that
               our
               very
               Nature
               Requires
               a
               Dose
               of
               These
               Enjoyments
               ;
               nay
               ,
               and
               that
               Providence
               
               it self
               does
               not
               only
               Allow
               ,
               but
               Prescribe
               it
               ;
               for
               the
               Common
               Comfort
               and
               Benefit
               of
               Humane
               Society
               ,
               and
               of
               Mankind
               ;
               for
               Life
               would
               be
               no
               longer
               Life
               without
               it
               .
               But
               the
               Crime
               and
               the
               Danger
               lies
               in
               the
               Excess
               ,
               and
               in
               the
               Immoderate
               Love
               and
               Use
               of
               them
               .
               Was
               not
               the
               Apple
               in
               Paradise
               Fair
               to
               the
               Eye
               ,
               and
               Grateful
               to
               the
               Tast
               ,
               and
               yet
               there
               was
               Death
               in
               't
               .
               What
               were
               the
               Poets
               Sirens
               ,
               but
               Figures
               of
               our
               Seducers
               ,
               that
               Charm
               us
               by
               the
               Ear
               ,
               and
               Tempt
               us
               to
               
                 leap
                 Over-board
              
               :
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               by
               Debauching
               us
               into
               False
               Doctrines
               and
               Opinions
               ,
               which
               do
               but
               Answer
               ,
               In
               the
               One
               side
               ,
               the
               Moral
               of
               the
               Songs
               on
               the
               Other
               .
               And
               so
               for
               the
               Touch
               ,
               and
               the
               Smell
               ,
               the
               Former
               't
               is
               true
               ,
               has
               made
               more
               Havock
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               but
               yet
               a
               Man
               may
               be
               Poyson'd
               with
               a
               Perfume
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               with
               a
               Nauseous
               Potion
               .
               To
               Conclude
               ,
               we
               have
               Snakes
               in
               our
               Beds
               ,
               in
               our
               Cups
               ,
               in
               our
               Dishes
               ,
               and
               whoever
               dips
               too
               deep
               ,
               will
               find
               
                 Death
                 in
                 the
                 Pot.
              
               
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CLXXXI
             .
             A
             Daw
             and
             Pigeons
             .
          
           
             A
             Daw
             took
             Particular
             Notice
             of
             the
             Pigeons
             in
             such
             a
             Certain
             Dove-House
             ,
             that
             they
             were
             very
             Well
             Fed
             ,
             and
             Provided
             for
             :
             So
             he
             Went
             and
             Painted
             himself
             of
             a
             Dove-Colour
             ,
             and
             took
             his
             Commons
             with
             the
             Pigeons
             .
             So
             long
             as
             he
             kept
             his
             Own
             Counsel
             ,
             he
             Pass'd
             for
             a
             Bird
             of
             the
             Same
             Feather
             ;
             but
             it
             was
             his
             Hap
             once
             at
             Unawares
             ,
             to
             Cry
             [
             KAW
             ,
             ]
             upon
             which
             Discovery
             ,
             they
             Beat
             him
             out
             of
             the
             House
             ,
             and
             when
             he
             came
             to
             his
             Old
             Companions
             again
             ,
             They'd
             have
             None
             of
             him
             neither
             ;
             so
             that
             he
             Lost
             himself
             Both
             Ways
             by
             This
             Disguise
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               He
               that
               Trims
               betwixt
               Two
               Interests
               ,
               loses
               himself
               with
               Both
               ,
               when
               he
               comes
               to
               be
               Detected
               ,
               for
               being
               True
               to
               Neither
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               This
               is
               to
               Caution
               us
               against
               All
               Superfluous
               and
               Dangerous
               Desires
               .
               Our
               Own
               Lot
               is
               Best
               ,
               and
               by
               Aiming
               at
               what
               we
               have
               Not
               ,
               and
               what
               is
               Impossible
               to
               be
               had
               ,
               we
               lose
               what
               we
               have
               already
               .
               No
               Man
               goes
               out
               of
               Himself
               but
               to
               his
               Loss
               .
               Imitation
               is
               Servile
               ,
               let
               it
               be
               Where
               ,
               How
               ,
               and
               What
               it
               will.
               Nature
               Points
               out
               to
               us
               which
               way
               Every
               Man's
               Talent
               and
               Genius
               lies
               ;
               and
               He
               that
               keeps
               to
               his
               Own
               Province
               ,
               or
               Biass
               ,
               speeds
               Best
               .
               The
               Painting
               of
               the
               Daw
               like
               a
               Pigeon
               ,
               did
               not
               make
               him
               One
               ,
               neither
               can
               any
               Man
               do
               himself
               Right
               in
               Another
               bodies
               Shape
               :
               Besides
               ,
               that
               when
               he
               is
               once
               Out
               ,
               't
               is
               Hard
               to
               find
               his
               Way
               Home
               again
               .
               The
               Hypocrite
               is
               never
               so
               far
               from
               being
               a
               Good
               Christian
               ,
               as
               when
               he
               looks
               Likest
               One.
               'T
               is
               much
               a
               Case
               with
               a
               Faction
               in
               a
               Government
               ,
               and
               a
               Daw
               in
               a
               Pigeon-House
               .
               There
               's
               a
               Fraud
               driven
               on
               ,
               and
               they
               Assimilate
               themselves
               ,
               as
               much
               as
               may
               be
               ,
               to
               the
               Interest
               they
               Propose
               to
               be
               the
               Better
               for
               .
               They
               
               put
               on
               all
               Appearances
               in
               Matter
               of
               Opinion
               ,
               Practice
               and
               Pretence
               ,
               Suitable
               to
               the
               Humour
               they
               are
               to
               Joyn
               withall
               :
               But
               still
               Some
               Unlucky
               Accident
               or
               Other
               happens
               to
               Discover
               them
               in
               the
               End
               ;
               and
               then
               ,
               when
               they
               would
               go
               off
               again
               ,
               the
               People
               of
               their
               Own
               Plume
               and
               Colour
               Beat
               'em
               away
               ,
               and
               Refuse
               to
               Entertain
               them
               .
               This
               is
               no
               more
               then
               what
               we
               find
               to
               be
               True
               in
               All
               Turns
               of
               State.
               Double-Dealers
               may
               Pass
               Muster
               for
               a
               While
               ,
               but
               All
               Parties
               Wash
               their
               Hands
               of
               them
               in
               the
               Conclusion
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CLXXXII
             .
             A
             Daw
             with
             a
             String
             at
             's
             Foot.
             
          
           
             A
             Country
             Fellow
             took
             a
             Daw
             and
             ty'd
             a
             String
             to
             his
             Leg
             ;
             and
             so
             gave
             him
             to
             a
             Little
             Boy
             to
             Play
             withal
             .
             The
             Daw
             did
             not
             much
             like
             his
             Companion
             ,
             and
             upon
             the
             First
             Opportunity
             gave
             him
             the
             Slip
             ,
             and
             away
             into
             the
             Woods
             again
             ,
             where
             he
             was
             Shackled
             and
             Starv'd
             .
             When
             he
             came
             to
             Die
             ,
             he
             Reflected
             upon
             the
             Folly
             of
             Exposing
             his
             Life
             in
             the
             Woods
             ,
             rather
             then
             Live
             in
             an
             Easie
             Servitude
             among
             Men.
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               Fancy
               ,
               not
               the
               Reason
               of
               Things
               ,
               that
               makes
               Life
               so
               Uneasie
               to
               us
               as
               we
               Find
               it
               .
               'T
               is
               not
               the
               Place
               ,
               nor
               the
               Condition
               ;
               but
               the
               Mind
               Alone
               that
               can
               make
               any
               Body
               Miserable
               or
               Happy
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               MEN
               that
               are
               Impatient
               under
               Imaginary
               Afflictions
               ,
               change
               commonly
               for
               Worse
               ,
               as
               the
               Daw
               did
               here
               in
               the
               Fable
               ,
               that
               Threw
               himself
               into
               a
               Starving
               Necessity
               ,
               rather
               then
               he
               would
               Submit
               to
               the
               Tolerable
               Inconvenience
               of
               an
               Easie
               Restraint
               .
               This
               was
               a
               
                 Republican
                 Daw
              
               ,
               that
               Kaw'd
               for
               Liberty
               ,
               not
               Understanding
               that
               he
               that
               Lives
               under
               the
               Bondage
               of
               Laws
               ,
               is
               in
               a
               State
               of
               Freedom
               :
               And
               that
               Popular
               Liberty
               ,
               when
               it
               passes
               Those
               Bounds
               ,
               is
               the
               most
               Scandalous
               Sort
               of
               Slavery
               .
               Nothing
               would
               serve
               him
               ,
               but
               he
               must
               be
               at
               his
               Own
               Disposal
               ,
               and
               so
               away
               he
               goes
               ,
               Carries
               his
               String
               along
               with
               him
               ,
               and
               Shackles
               Himself
               .
               This
               is
               just
               the
               Humour
               and
               the
               Fate
               of
               Froward
               Subjects
               .
               They
               Fancy
               themselves
               Uneasie
               under
               the
               Errors
               of
               a
               Male-administration
               of
               Government
               ,
               when
               their
               Quarrel
               strikes
               ,
               in
               truth
               ,
               at
               the
               very
               Root
               and
               Conditions
               of
               Government
               it self
               .
               It
               is
               as
               Impossible
               for
               a
               Government
               to
               be
               without
               Faults
               ,
               as
               for
               a
               Man
               to
               be
               so
               .
               But
               Faults
               or
               No
               Faults
               ,
               It
               comes
               yet
               much
               to
               a
               Case
               ;
               for
               where
               they
               cannot
               Find
               'em
               ,
               they
               can
               Create
               them
               ;
               And
               there
               goes
               no
               more
               to
               't
               neither
               ,
               then
               the
               Calling
               of
               Necessary
               Justice
               by
               the
               Name
               of
               Oppression
               .
               And
               what
               's
               the
               End
               on
               't
               ,
               more
               then
               This
               now
               ?
               
                 They
                 Run
                 away
                 from
                 their
                 Masters
                 into
                 the
                 Woods
                 ,
                 and
                 there
                 with
                 Esop's
                 Daw
                 ,
                 they
                 either
                 Starve
                 ,
                 or
                 Hang
                 Themselves
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CLXXXIII
             .
             Iupiter
             and
             Fraud
             .
          
           
             JUpiter
             Appointed
             Mercury
             to
             make
             him
             a
             Composition
             of
             Fraud
             and
             Hypocrisie
             ,
             and
             to
             give
             Every
             Artificer
             his
             Dose
             on
             't
             ,
             The
             Medicine
             was
             Prepar'd
             according
             to
             the
             Bill
             ,
             and
             the
             Proportions
             duly
             Observ'd
             ,
             and
             Divided
             :
             Only
             there
             was
             a
             great
             deal
             too
             Much
             of
             it
             made
             ,
             and
             the
             Overplus
             remain'd
             still
             in
             the
             Morter
             .
             Upon
             Examining
             the
             Whole
             Account
             ,
             there
             was
             a
             Mistake
             it
             seems
             ,
             in
             the
             Reck'ning
             ;
             for
             the
             Taylors
             were
             forgott'n
             in
             the
             Catalogue
             :
             So
             that
             Mercury
             ,
             for
             Brevity
             sake
             ,
             gave
             the
             Taylors
             the
             Whole
             Quantity
             that
             was
             Left
             ;
             and
             from
             hence
             comes
             the
             Old
             Saying
             ;
             
               There
               's
               Knavery
               in
               All
               Trades
               ,
               but
               Most
               in
               Taylors
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               It
               is
               in
               some
               sort
               Natural
               to
               be
               a
               Knave
               .
               We
               were
               Made
               so
               ,
               in
               the
               very
               Composition
               of
               our
               Flesh
               and
               Blood
               ;
               Only
               Fraud
               is
               call'd
               Wit
               in
               One
               Case
               ,
               Good
               Husbandry
               in
               Another
               ,
               &c.
               while
               't
               is
               the
               Whole
               Bus'ness
               of
               the
               World
               for
               One
               Man
               to
               Couzen
               Another
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               LYING
               and
               Couzening
               is
               a
               General
               Practice
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               tho'
               it
               appears
               in
               some
               Men
               ,
               and
               in
               some
               Trades
               ,
               more
               then
               in
               other
               .
               Aesop
               is
               still
               Introducing
               some
               or
               other
               of
               the
               Gods
               ,
               to
               Countenance
               the
               Corruptions
               of
               Flesh
               and
               Blood
               :
               And
               since
               Custom
               and
               Interest
               will
               have
               it
               so
               ,
               that
               all
               Tradesmen
               must
               use
               Fraud
               ,
               more
               or
               less
               ,
               even
               in
               their
               own
               Defence
               ,
               the
               Practice
               being
               in
               some
               sort
               so
               Necessary
               ,
               't
               is
               not
               amiss
               to
               bring
               in
               Iupiter
               to
               justifie
               it
               .
               But
               why
               is
               this
               False
               and
               Double
               Dealing
               apply'd
               to
               Tradesmen
               only
               ,
               when
               it
               is
               Common
               to
               Mankind
               ?
               And
               why
               among
               them
               ,
               to
               Taylors
               above
               the
               Rest
               ?
               when
               all
               the
               Bus'ness
               that
               passes
               in
               this
               World
               betwixt
               Man
               and
               Man
               is
               Manag'd
               by
               Collusion
               and
               Deceit
               ,
               in
               as
               High
               a
               Measure
               :
               So
               that
               the
               Composition
               might
               have
               been
               as
               well
               Prepar'd
               for
               Humane
               Nature
               .
               Are
               we
               not
               False
               ,
               in
               Our
               Pretended
               Civilities
               ,
               Formal
               Complements
               ,
               and
               Respects
               ;
               in
               our
               Confidences
               ,
               and
               in
               our
               Professions
               ?
               Are
               we
               not
               False
               ,
               in
               Promising
               ,
               and
               Breaking
               ?
               Is
               not
               He
               that
               Robs
               me
               of
               my
               Good
               Name
               ,
               a
               more
               Abominable
               Cheat
               ,
               then
               He
               that
               Couzens
               me
               of
               a
               Yard
               of
               Damask
               ?
               Is
               not
               He
               that
               Betrays
               me
               in
               his
               Arms
               ,
               a
               more
               Detestable
               Wretch
               then
               He
               that
               Contents
               Himself
               in
               the
               Way
               of
               his
               Trade
               ,
               to
               Pick
               my
               Pocket
               ?
               Without
               any
               more
               Words
               ,
               we
               are
               All
               Jugglers
               in
               some
               Kind
               ,
               or
               in
               some
               Degree
               or
               Other
               .
               But
               there
               's
               this
               to
               be
               said
               for
               't
               yet
               ,
               that
               we
               Play
               Foul
               by
               Consent
               .
               We
               Couzen
               in
               our
               Words
               ,
               and
               in
               our
               Actions
               ;
               only
               we
               are
               Agreed
               upon
               't
               ,
               that
               such
               and
               such
               Forms
               of
               Civility
               ,
               like
               some
               Adulterate
               Quoins
               ,
               shall
               pass
               Current
               for
               so
               Much.
               A
               Fashionable
               Imposture
               ,
               or
               Hypocrisie
               ,
               shall
               be
               call'd
               Good
               
               Manners
               ,
               and
               so
               we
               make
               a
               shift
               in
               some
               sort
               to
               Legitimate
               the
               Abuse
               .
               In
               Iupiter's
               appointing
               these
               Frauds
               ,
               we
               read
               the
               Power
               of
               Humane
               Frailty
               that
               Disposes
               us
               to
               Entertain
               them
               :
               For
               we
               are
               False
               enough
               by
               Nature
               without
               any
               need
               of
               Prescription
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CLXXXIV
             .
             Iupiter
             and
             Modesty
             .
          
           
             MAN
             was
             made
             in
             such
             a
             Hurry
             (
             according
             to
             the
             Old
             Fable
             )
             that
             Iupiter
             had
             forgotten
             to
             put
             Modesty
             into
             the
             Composition
             ,
             among
             his
             other
             Affections
             ;
             and
             finding
             that
             there
             was
             no
             Way
             of
             Introducing
             it
             afterwards
             ,
             Man
             by
             Man
             ,
             he
             Propos'd
             the
             turning
             of
             it
             Loose
             among
             the
             Multitude
             :
             Modesty
             took
             her self
             at
             first
             to
             be
             a
             Little
             hardly
             Dealt
             withal
             ,
             but
             in
             the
             End
             ,
             came
             over
             to
             Agree
             to
             't
             ,
             upon
             Condition
             that
             
               Carnal
               Love
            
             might
             not
             be
             suffer'd
             to
             come
             into
             the
             same
             Company
             ;
             for
             wherever
             that
             comes
             ,
             says
             she
             ,
             I
             'm
             Gone
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Sensual
               Love
               knows
               neither
               Bars
               nor
               Bounds
               .
               We
               are
               all
               Naturally
               Impudent
               ;
               only
               by
               Custom
               ,
               and
               Fig-leaves
               ,
               we
               have
               been
               taught
               to
               Disguise
               the
               Matter
               ,
               and
               Look
               Demurely
               ;
               and
               that
               's
               it
               which
               we
               call
               Modesty
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Extravagant
               Heats
               and
               Transports
               of
               Lovers
               ,
               and
               Voluptuaries
               ,
               take
               away
               all
               Shame
               .
               This
               Fable
               Hints
               to
               us
               the
               Wild
               Extravagances
               of
               an
               Unbridled
               Appetite
               ,
               and
               that
               till
               that
               Devil
               be
               laid
               ,
               there
               can
               be
               no
               Thought
               of
               Lodging
               
                 Carnal
                 Love
              
               and
               Modesty
               under
               the
               same
               Roof
               .
               Iupiter's
               forgetting
               Modesty
               in
               the
               Composition
               of
               Man
               ,
               Intimates
               the
               Difficulty
               of
               Admitting
               it
               ,
               till
               Flesh
               and
               Blood
               has
               done
               the
               Friendly
               Office
               towards
               the
               Peopling
               of
               the
               World
               ;
               for
               there
               's
               hardly
               any
               Place
               for
               Councel
               ,
               till
               these
               Heats
               are
               in
               some
               Measure
               taken
               off
               ;
               and
               it
               is
               no
               Wonder
               ,
               that
               when
               Love
               comes
               to
               be
               without
               Reason
               ,
               it
               should
               be
               without
               Modesty
               too
               ;
               for
               when
               't
               is
               once
               past
               Government
               ,
               it
               is
               consequently
               past
               Shame
               .
               When
               Our
               Corruptions
               ,
               in
               fine
               ,
               are
               Strong
               ,
               and
               Our
               Understandings
               Weak
               ,
               we
               are
               apter
               to
               Hearken
               to
               the
               Motions
               of
               the
               Blood
               ,
               and
               to
               the
               Vain
               Imaginations
               of
               a
               Deprav'd
               Affection
               ,
               then
               to
               the
               Dry
               Doctrines
               and
               Precepts
               of
               Authority
               and
               Vertue
               .
            
             
               This
               Difficulty
               of
               keeping
               Young
               and
               Hot
               Blood
               in
               Order
               ,
               does
               mightily
               Enforce
               the
               Necessity
               of
               an
               Early
               Care
               for
               the
               Training
               up
               of
               Children
               ,
               and
               giving
               them
               a
               Tincture
               ,
               before
               it
               be
               too
               Late
               ,
               of
               those
               Doctrines
               and
               Principles
               ,
               by
               which
               they
               are
               afterward
               to
               Govern
               the
               Whole
               Frame
               of
               their
               Lives
               .
               For
               in
               their
               Tender
               Years
               they
               are
               more
               Susceptible
               of
               Profitable
               and
               Vertuous
               Impressions
               ,
               then
               afterwards
               ,
               when
               they
               come
               to
               be
               Sollicited
               by
               the
               Impulse
               of
               Common
               ,
               and
               Vulgar
               Inclinations
               .
               They
               
               should
               in
               Truth
               ,
               be
               kept
               out
               of
               Distance
               ,
               of
               either
               Seeing
               or
               Hearing
               Ill
               Examples
               :
               Especially
               in
               an
               Age
               that
               is
               Govern'd
               more
               by
               President
               then
               by
               Reason
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CLXXXV
             .
             
               Iupiters
               Wedding
            
             .
          
           
             WHen
             the
             Toy
             had
             once
             taken
             Iupiter
             in
             the
             Head
             to
             Enter
             into
             a
             State
             of
             Matrimony
             ,
             he
             Resolv'd
             for
             the
             Honour
             of
             his
             Celestial
             Lady
             ,
             that
             the
             Whole
             World
             should
             keep
             a
             Festival
             upon
             the
             Day
             of
             his
             Marriage
             ,
             and
             so
             Invited
             all
             Living
             Creatures
             ,
             
               Tag-Rag
               and
               Bob-Tail
            
             ,
             to
             the
             Solemnity
             of
             his
             Wedding
             .
             They
             all
             came
             in
             very
             Good
             Time
             ,
             saving
             only
             the
             
               Tortoise
               .
               Iupiter
            
             told
             him
             't
             was
             Ill
             done
             to
             make
             the
             Company
             Stay
             ,
             and
             Ask'd
             him
             ,
             Why
             so
             Late
             ?
             Why
             rruly
             says
             the
             Tortoise
             ,
             I
             was
             at
             Home
             ,
             at
             my
             Own
             House
             ,
             my
             Dearly
             Beloved
             House
             ,
             and
             [
             
               Home
               is
               Home
               ,
               let
               it
               be
               never
               so
               Homely
               .
               Iupiter
            
             took
             it
             very
             Ill
             at
             his
             Hands
             ,
             that
             he
             should
             think
             himself
             Better
             in
             a
             Ditch
             ,
             then
             in
             a
             Palace
             ,
             and
             so
             he
             pass'd
             this
             Judgment
             upon
             him
             ;
             that
             since
             he
             would
             not
             be
             perswaded
             to
             come
             out
             of
             his
             House
             upon
             that
             Occasion
             ,
             he
             should
             never
             Stir
             abroad
             again
             from
             that
             Day
             forward
             ,
             without
             his
             House
             upon
             his
             Head.
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               's
               a
               Retreat
               of
               Sloth
               and
               Affectation
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               of
               Choice
               and
               Virtue
               ;
               and
               a
               Beggar
               may
               be
               as
               Proud
               and
               as
               Happy
               too
               in
               a
               Cottage
               ,
               as
               a
               Prince
               in
               a
               Palace
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               WE
               are
               to
               Learn
               from
               hence
               (
               says
               the
               
                 Old
                 Moral
              
               )
               that
               there
               's
               no
               Trifling
               ,
               Dallying
               ,
               or
               Delaying
               with
               Men
               in
               Power
               :
               And
               that
               Contentment
               in
               a
               Mean
               Condition
               at
               Home
               ,
               is
               beyond
               all
               the
               Luxurious
               Treats
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               Abroad
               ,
               with
               Pomp
               and
               Envy
               .
               The
               Danger
               of
               Trifling
               with
               Great
               Men
               does
               not
               come
               up
               methinks
               ,
               to
               the
               Full
               Force
               ,
               and
               Intent
               of
               this
               Fable
               ,
               which
               seems
               rather
               to
               set
               forth
               the
               Mistakes
               of
               Impotent
               Greatness
               ,
               in
               Mis-judging
               the
               Test
               and
               Standard
               of
               Humane
               Happiness
               .
               What
               's
               a
               Voluptuous
               Dinner
               ,
               and
               the
               Frothy
               Vanity
               of
               Discourse
               that
               commonly
               attends
               these
               Pompous
               Entertainments
               ?
               What
               is
               it
               but
               a
               Mortification
               ,
               to
               a
               Man
               of
               Sense
               and
               Virtue
               ,
               to
               spend
               his
               time
               among
               People
               that
               take
               Good
               for
               Evil
               ,
               and
               Punish
               where
               they
               should
               Reward
               ,
               and
               Reward
               where
               they
               should
               Punish
               !
               The
               Tortoise
               was
               Forbidden
               the
               Court
               ;
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               he
               was
               Banished
               from
               the
               sight
               of
               Vain
               ,
               Wicked
               ,
               and
               Unprofitable
               Examples
               .
               Iupiter
               gave
               the
               Tortoise
               the
               Honour
               of
               an
               Invitation
               ,
               but
               that
               Honour
               was
               yet
               to
               the
               Poor
               Tortoise's
               Loss
               ;
               for
               He
               that
               's
               Transported
               out
               of
               his
               Nature
               ,
               and
               out
               of
               his
               Element
               ,
               let
               the
               Change
               be
               what
               it
               will
               ,
               is
               a
               Loser
               by
               the
               Bargain
               .
               A
               Plain
               ,
               and
               a
               Homely
               Home
               ,
               with
               Competency
               and
               Content
               ,
               
               is
               beyond
               all
               the
               Palaces
               under
               the
               Heavens
               ;
               The
               Pomp
               ,
               the
               Plenty
               ,
               and
               the
               Pleasures
               of
               them
               over
               and
               above
               .
               To
               say
               nothing
               of
               the
               Surfeits
               that
               are
               gotten
               by
               Excesses
               of
               Eating
               and
               Drinking
               ;
               The
               Restless
               Nights
               ,
               Factious
               Emulations
               ,
               Fewds
               ,
               and
               Disgusts
               that
               Attend
               them
               :
               Beside
               the
               Slavery
               of
               being
               Ty'd
               up
               to
               other
               Peoples
               Hours
               ,
               Meals
               ,
               and
               Fashions
               .
               He
               that
               has
               no
               Ambition
               ,
               is
               Happy
               in
               a
               Cell
               ,
               or
               in
               a
               Cottage
               ;
               whereas
               the
               Ambitious
               Man
               is
               Miserable
               ,
               even
               upon
               a
               Throne
               .
               He
               that
               thinks
               he
               has
               not
               Enough
               ,
               Wants
               ,
               and
               He
               that
               Wants
               is
               a
               Beggar
               .
            
             
               The
               Tortoise
               came
               Late
               ,
               for
               he
               came
               Unwillingly
               ,
               which
               is
               the
               Case
               of
               many
               a
               Worthy
               Man
               that
               Sacrifices
               his
               Peace
               to
               Formalities
               of
               Complement
               ,
               and
               Good
               Manners
               .
               Iupiter
               took
               Snuff
               at
               the
               Contempt
               ,
               and
               Punish'd
               him
               for
               't
               .
               And
               what
               was
               the
               Punishment
               ?
               He
               sent
               him
               Home
               again
               .
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               He
               Remanded
               him
               to
               his
               Lot
               ,
               and
               to
               his
               Choice
               .
               Such
               ,
               in
               Short
               ,
               is
               the
               Felicity
               of
               a
               Moderate
               ,
               and
               a
               Steady
               Mind
               ,
               that
               all
               Comforts
               are
               Wrapt
               up
               in
               't
               ;
               for
               Providence
               turns
               the
               very
               Punishment
               of
               a
               Good-Man
               ,
               into
               an
               Equivalence
               to
               a
               Reward
               ,
               by
               Improving
               that
               to
               his
               Advantage
               ,
               which
               was
               intended
               for
               his
               Ruine
               ;
               and
               making
               the
               Tortoise's
               Banishment
               a
               Blessing
               to
               him
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CLXXXVI
             .
             A
             Wolfe
             and
             a
             Sheep
             .
          
           
             A
             Wolfe
             that
             lay
             Licking
             of
             his
             Wounds
             ,
             and
             Extremely
             Faint
             ,
             and
             Ill
             ,
             upon
             the
             Biting
             of
             a
             Dog
             ,
             call'd
             out
             to
             a
             Sheep
             that
             was
             Passing
             by
             ,
             Heark
             ye
             Friend
             (
             says
             he
             )
             if
             thou
             wouldst
             but
             Help
             me
             to
             a
             Soup
             of
             Water
             out
             of
             that
             same
             Brook
             there
             ,
             I
             could
             make
             a
             Shift
             to
             get
             my self
             somewhat
             to
             Eat
             .
             Yes
             ,
             says
             the
             Sheep
             ,
             I
             make
             no
             Doubt
             on
             't
             ;
             but
             when
             I
             bring
             ye
             Drink
             ,
             my
             Carcass
             shall
             serve
             ye
             for
             Meat
             to
             't
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               It
               is
               a
               Charitable
               and
               a
               Christian
               Office
               to
               Relieve
               the
               Poor
               and
               the
               Distressed
               ;
               but
               this
               Duty
               does
               not
               Extend
               to
               Sturdy
               Beggars
               ,
               that
               while
               they
               are
               Receiving
               Alms
               with
               One
               Hand
               ,
               are
               ready
               to
               Beat
               out
               a
               Man's
               Brains
               with
               the
               Other
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THAT
               Sheep
               has
               a
               Blessed
               Time
               on
               't
               that
               runs
               on
               a
               Wolves
               Errand
               :
               But
               
                 Aesop's
                 Sheep
              
               have
               more
               Wit
               ,
               I
               perceive
               ,
               then
               many
               of
               our
               Domestique
               Innocents
               .
               'T
               is
               a
               Court-Master-Piece
               ,
               to
               draw
               Chesnuts
               out
               of
               the
               Fire
               with
               other
               Peoples
               Fingers
               ;
               and
               to
               Complement
               a
               Man
               into
               a
               Post
               of
               Honour
               ,
               a-purpose
               to
               have
               him
               Knock'd
               o'
               th'
               Head
               in
               't
               :
               Now
               the
               Sheep's
               Case
               in
               the
               Fable
               ,
               is
               but
               an
               Every-days
               Case
               in
               the
               World
               ;
               when
               People
               are
               divided
               betwixt
               Charity
               and
               Discretion
               ,
               how
               far
               to
               go
               ,
               and
               where
               to
               stop
               .
               In
               Offices
               of
               This
               Doubtful
               Quality
               ,
               We
               have
               only
               This
               General
               Rule
               to
               Walk
               by
               ,
               that
               when
               we
               have
               to
               do
               with
               
               Known
               Wolves
               ,
               we
               Know
               likewise
               that
               they
               are
               not
               to
               be
               Consided
               in
               .
               But
               this
               Wolfe
               (
               I
               must
               Confess
               )
               with
               a
               Lambskin
               over
               his
               Shoulders
               ,
               might
               have
               past
               Muster
               for
               
                 a
                 Gospeller
                 in
                 Sheeps
                 Cloathing
              
               ;
               which
               would
               have
               made
               it
               a
               more
               Dangerous
               Imposture
               .
               We
               are
               to
               Gather
               from
               hence
               ,
               that
               there
               's
               no
               Trusting
               to
               the
               Fair
               Words
               and
               Appearances
               of
               a
               False
               ,
               and
               a
               Malicious
               Enemy
               ;
               for
               their
               very
               Kindnesses
               are
               no
               better
               then
               Snares
               .
               Treachery
               is
               a
               kind
               of
               a
               Lay-Hypocrisy
               ,
               and
               they
               are
               Equally
               Odious
               both
               to
               God
               and
               Man
               :
               Over
               and
               above
               the
               Corrupting
               of
               our
               Manners
               ,
               the
               Hardening
               of
               our
               Hearts
               ;
               the
               Dissolving
               of
               all
               the
               Bonds
               of
               Faith
               ,
               Confidence
               and
               Society
               ,
               and
               the
               Extinguishing
               of
               Good
               Nature
               it self
               :
               And
               all
               This
               in
               our
               own
               Defence
               too
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CLXXXVI
             .
             
               Hares
               ,
               Foxes
            
             ,
             and
             Eagles
             .
          
           
             THere
             goes
             an
             Old
             Story
             of
             a
             Bloudy
             War
             betwixt
             the
             Hares
             ,
             and
             the
             Eagles
             ;
             and
             the
             Hares
             would
             fain
             have
             drawn
             the
             Foxes
             into
             their
             Alliance
             ,
             but
             very
             Franckly
             and
             Civilly
             ,
             they
             gave
             them
             this
             Answer
             ,
             That
             they
             would
             serve
             them
             with
             all
             their
             Hearts
             ,
             if
             they
             did
             not
             Perfectly
             Understand
             both
             the
             Hares
             themselves
             ,
             and
             the
             Enemy
             they
             were
             to
             Cope
             withal
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               's
               no
               Ent'ring
               into
               any
               League
               ,
               without
               well
               Examining
               the
               Faith
               ,
               and
               Strength
               of
               the
               Parties
               to
               't
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               a
               Folly
               ,
               to
               the
               Highest
               Degree
               ,
               for
               Men
               to
               run
               the
               Risque
               of
               their
               Lives
               and
               Fortunes
               ,
               by
               Entring
               into
               Leagues
               with
               the
               Weak
               ,
               against
               an
               Adversary
               that
               is
               Manifestly
               too
               Strong
               for
               them
               Both.
               'T
               is
               Hazzardous
               to
               Contract
               Unequal
               Friendships
               and
               Alliances
               ,
               and
               there
               's
               an
               Inequality
               of
               Disposition
               and
               Humour
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               of
               Power
               .
               The
               False
               are
               as
               Dangerous
               as
               the
               Fearful
               :
               Only
               with
               this
               Difference
               ,
               that
               the
               One
               will
               do
               a
               Man
               Hurt
               ,
               and
               the
               Other
               can
               do
               him
               no
               Good.
               The
               End
               of
               Leagues
               is
               Common
               Assistance
               and
               Defence
               ;
               And
               he
               that
               joyns
               Interest
               with
               those
               that
               cannot
               Help
               him
               ,
               stands
               as
               single
               as
               he
               did
               before
               ;
               which
               destroys
               the
               End
               of
               Common
               Union
               ;
               for
               where
               there
               's
               no
               Hope
               of
               a
               Reciprocal-Aid
               ,
               there
               can
               be
               no
               Reason
               for
               a
               Mutual
               Obligation
               :
               And
               it
               is
               the
               same
               Thing
               in
               Bus'ness
               ,
               Councel
               ,
               and
               Commerce
               ,
               that
               it
               is
               in
               Arms
               and
               Force
               .
               The
               Case
               of
               the
               Hares
               and
               Foxes
               in
               a
               Confederacy
               against
               the
               Eagles
               ,
               is
               a
               Common
               Case
               betwixt
               Kingdoms
               and
               Common-wealths
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CLXXXVIII
             .
             An
             Ant
             formerly
             a
             Man.
             
          
           
             THE
             Ant
             ,
             or
             Pismire
             ,
             was
             formerly
             a
             Husband-man
             ,
             that
             secretly
             Filch'd
             away
             his
             Neighbour's
             Goods
             and
             Corn
             ,
             and
             stor'd
             all
             up
             in
             his
             own
             Barn.
             He
             drew
             a
             General
             Curse
             upon
             his
             Head
             for
             't
             ,
             and
             Iupiter
             ,
             as
             a
             Punishment
             ,
             and
             for
             the
             Credit
             of
             Mankind
             ,
             turn'd
             him
             into
             a
             Pismire
             ;
             but
             this
             Change
             of
             Shape
             wrought
             no
             Alteration
             ,
             either
             of
             Mind
             ,
             or
             of
             Manners
             ;
             for
             he
             keeps
             the
             same
             Humour
             and
             Nature
             to
             This
             very
             Day
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               That
               which
               Some
               call
               Good
               Husbandry
               ,
               Industry
               and
               Providence
               ,
               Others
               call
               Raking
               ,
               Avarice
               ,
               and
               Oppression
               :
               So
               that
               the
               Vertue
               and
               the
               Vice
               ,
               in
               Many
               Cases
               ,
               are
               hardly
               Distinguishable
               but
               by
               the
               Name
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               WHEN
               Vicious
               Inclinations
               are
               brought
               once
               ,
               by
               Custom
               ,
               and
               Practice
               ,
               to
               be
               Habitual
               ,
               the
               Evil
               is
               Desperate
               ,
               for
               Nature
               will
               be
               still
               True
               to
               her self
               ,
               through
               all
               Forms
               and
               Disguises
               .
               And
               Custom
               is
               a
               
                 Second
                 Nature
              
               .
               By
               the
               Poetical
               Fictions
               of
               Men
               turn'd
               into
               the
               Shape
               of
               Beasts
               ,
               and
               Insects
               ,
               we
               are
               given
               to
               Understand
               that
               they
               do
               effectually
               Make
               themselves
               so
               ,
               when
               they
               Degenerate
               from
               the
               Dignity
               of
               their
               Kind
               :
               So
               that
               the
               Metamorphosis
               is
               in
               their
               Manners
               ,
               not
               in
               their
               Figure
               .
               When
               a
               Reasonable
               Soul
               descends
               to
               keep
               Company
               in
               the
               Dirt
               with
               Ants
               ,
               and
               Beetles
               ,
               and
               to
               Abandon
               the
               Whole
               Man
               to
               the
               Sensuality
               of
               Brutal
               Satisfactions
               he
               forfeits
               his
               Peerage
               ,
               and
               the
               very
               Privilege
               of
               his
               Character
               and
               Creation
               ;
               for
               he
               's
               no
               longer
               a
               Man
               that
               gives
               himself
               wholly
               up
               to
               the
               Works
               of
               a
               Beast
               .
               Only
               one
               Word
               more
               now
               ,
               upon
               the
               Judgment
               that
               Befell
               the
               Husband-man
               ,
               which
               bids
               us
               have
               a
               Care
               of
               Avarice
               ,
               Rapine
               and
               Oppression
               ;
               for
               the
               Curse
               of
               Heaven
               Attends
               them
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CLXXXIX
             .
             Travellers
             by
             the
             Sea-side
             .
          
           
             A
             Company
             of
             People
             that
             were
             walking
             upon
             the
             Shore
             ,
             saw
             somewhat
             come
             Hulling
             toward
             them
             a
             great
             Way
             off
             at
             Sea.
             They
             took
             it
             at
             first
             for
             a
             Ship
             ,
             and
             as
             it
             came
             Nearer
             ,
             for
             a
             Boat
             only
             ;
             but
             it
             prov'd
             at
             last
             to
             be
             no
             more
             then
             a
             Float
             of
             Weeds
             and
             Rushes
             :
             Whereupon
             they
             made
             this
             Reflexion
             within
             Themselves
             ,
             
               We
               have
               been
               Waiting
               here
               for
               a
               Mighty
               Bus'ness
               that
               comes
               at
               last
               to
               just
               Nothing
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               We
               Fancy
               things
               to
               be
               Greater
               or
               Less
               at
               a
               Distance
               ,
               according
               to
               Our
               Interest
               or
               Inclination
               to
               have
               them
               either
               the
               One
               or
               the
               Other
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Doctrine
               of
               this
               Fable
               is
               held
               forth
               to
               us
               in
               a
               Thousand
               Cases
               of
               Curiosity
               ,
               Novelty
               ,
               &c.
               
               We
               make
               a
               Wonderful
               Matter
               of
               Things
               at
               a
               Distance
               ,
               that
               Signify
               Little
               or
               Nothing
               at
               all
               ,
               nearer
               hand
               .
               And
               we
               are
               as
               much
               Impos'd
               upon
               in
               the
               Prospect
               of
               our
               Hopes
               and
               Fears
               :
               The
               Dangers
               ,
               and
               the
               Blessings
               that
               we
               either
               Dread
               ,
               or
               Propose
               to
               our selves
               ,
               look
               a
               great
               Deal
               Bigger
               afar
               off
               ,
               then
               in
               Effect
               they
               are
               .
               And
               what
               's
               the
               Mystery
               of
               All
               this
               now
               ,
               but
               that
               we
               judge
               of
               Things
               by
               False
               Images
               and
               Appearances
               ,
               without
               Entring
               into
               the
               True
               State
               and
               Reason
               of
               them
               ?
               So
               that
               at
               this
               Rate
               ,
               we
               divide
               our
               Lives
               betwixt
               Flattering
               Illusions
               ,
               and
               Restless
               Apprehensions
               :
               Never
               at
               Ease
               ,
               either
               on
               the
               One
               side
               ,
               or
               on
               the
               Other
               .
               The
               Mischief
               is
               ,
               that
               we
               are
               Over-solicitous
               about
               Matters
               that
               are
               out
               of
               our
               Power
               ,
               and
               Star-gazing
               after
               Futurities
               ;
               when
               in
               truth
               ,
               our
               Bus'ness
               lies
               just
               under
               our
               Noses
               ;
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               in
               the
               Attending
               ,
               and
               Emproving
               of
               Present
               Opportunities
               .
               In
               few
               Words
               ,
               a
               Wise
               Man
               Counts
               his
               very
               Minutes
               :
               He
               lets
               no
               Time
               slip
               him
               ;
               for
               Time
               is
               Life
               :
               which
               he
               makes
               Long
               ,
               by
               the
               Good
               Husbandry
               of
               a
               Right
               Use
               and
               Application
               of
               it
               ,
               from
               One
               Moment
               to
               Another
               .
               This
               is
               not
               yet
               to
               Exclude
               the
               Providence
               of
               Tracings
               Premisses
               into
               Consequences
               ,
               or
               Causes
               into
               their
               Effects
               ;
               but
               to
               Caution
               us
               not
               to
               look
               at
               the
               Wrong
               End
               of
               the
               Glass
               ;
               and
               so
               Invert
               the
               Prospect
               .
               We
               see
               Thing
               at
               hand
               ,
               as
               they
               really
               are
               ,
               but
               at
               a
               Distance
               ,
               only
               as
               they
               seem
               to
               be
               Patience
               and
               Consideration
               will
               set
               us
               Right
               in
               our
               Judgments
               and
               in
               our
               Measures
               .
               It
               is
               much
               thereabouts
               with
               the
               Common
               People
               too
               ,
               in
               the
               Matter
               of
               Remote
               Grievances
               .
               They
               Represent
               ,
               and
               Fancy
               to
               Themselves
               ,
               Hell
               ,
               Slavery
               and
               Damnation
               ,
               at
               a
               Distance
               ,
               in
               many
               a
               Case
               ,
               which
               at
               hand
               signifies
               not
               so
               much
               as
               a
               Flea-biting
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CLXXXX
             .
             A
             
               Wild
               Ass
            
             and
             a
             Tame
             .
          
           
             AS
             a
             
               Tame
               Ass
            
             was
             Airing
             himself
             in
             a
             Pleasant
             Meadow
             ,
             with
             a
             Coat
             and
             Carcass
             in
             very
             Good
             Plight
             ,
             up
             comes
             a
             Wild
             one
             to
             him
             from
             the
             next
             Wood
             ,
             with
             this
             short
             Greeting
             .
             Brother
             (
             says
             he
             )
             
               I
               Envy
               your
               Happiness
            
             ;
             and
             so
             he
             left
             him
             ;
             It
             was
             his
             Hap
             some
             short
             time
             after
             this
             Encounter
             ,
             to
             see
             his
             
               Tame
               Brother
            
             ,
             Groaning
             under
             a
             Unmerciful
             Pack
             ,
             and
             a
             Fellow
             at
             his
             Heels
             Goading
             him
             forward
             .
             He
             Rounds
             him
             in
             the
             Ear
             upon
             't
             ,
             and
             Whispers
             him
             ,
             
               My
               Friend
            
             (
             says
             he
             )
             
               your
               Condition
               is
               not
               I
               Perceive
               ,
               what
               I
               took
               it
               to
               be
               ,
               for
               a
               body
               may
               buy
               Gold
               too
               Dear
               :
               And
               I
               am
               not
               for
               Purchasing
               Good
               Looks
               and
               Provender
               at
               this
               Rate
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Betwixt
               Envy
               and
               Ingratitude
               ,
               we
               make
               Our Selves
               twice
               Miserable
               ;
               out
               of
               an
               Opinion
               ,
               First
               ,
               that
               our
               Neighbour
               has
               too
               Much
               ;
               and
               Secondly
               ,
               that
               We
               our Selves
               have
               too
               Little.
               
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               is
               to
               Caution
               us
               against
               running
               the
               Risque
               of
               Disappointments
               that
               are
               greater
               then
               the
               Present
               Inconveniences
               ;
               and
               where
               the
               Misery
               ,
               and
               Hazzard
               ,
               does
               more
               then
               Countervail
               the
               Benefit
               .
            
             
               In
               the
               Fable
               of
               
                 the
                 Horse
                 and
                 the
                 Ass
                 ,
                 (
                 Numb
                 .
              
               38.
               )
               The
               Ass
               finds
               himself
               Mistaken
               in
               his
               Opinion
               ,
               both
               of
               the
               Foundation
               of
               Happiness
               ,
               and
               of
               the
               Stability
               of
               it
               .
               His
               Mistake
               in
               This
               ,
               looks
               another
               way
               ;
               for
               he
               took
               his
               Brother
               to
               be
               Happy
               when
               he
               was
               not
               so
               ;
               Even
               according
               to
               his
               own
               Standard
               :
               But
               we
               are
               too
               too
               apt
               to
               think
               other
               People
               more
               Happy
               ,
               and
               our selves
               Less
               ,
               then
               in
               Truth
               ,
               They
               ,
               or
               We
               are
               :
               Which
               Savours
               of
               a
               Malevolence
               on
               the
               One
               hand
               ,
               and
               an
               Ingratitude
               on
               the
               Other
               .
               Nay
               it
               falls
               out
               many
               times
               ,
               that
               the
               Envious
               Persons
               are
               rather
               to
               be
               Envy'd
               of
               the
               Two.
               What
               had
               the
               
                 Wild
                 Ass
              
               here
               to
               Complain
               of
               ,
               or
               the
               Tame
               One
               to
               be
               Envy'd
               for
               ?
               The
               Former
               was
               but
               in
               the
               Plight
               that
               
                 Wild
                 Asses
              
               usually
               are
               ;
               and
               in
               truth
               ought
               to
               be
               .
               When
               they
               are
               in
               the
               Woods
               they
               are
               at
               Home
               ,
               and
               a
               Forrest-Life
               ,
               to
               them
               ,
               is
               but
               according
               to
               Nature
               .
               As
               to
               the
               State
               and
               Rudeness
               of
               his
               Body
               ,
               't
               is
               but
               Answerable
               to
               the
               Condition
               of
               his
               Lot.
               The
               
                 Tame
                 Ass
              
               ,
               't
               is
               true
               ,
               was
               Better
               Fed
               ,
               but
               then
               he
               was
               Harder
               Wrought
               ,
               and
               in
               the
               Carrying
               of
               Packs
               ,
               he
               did
               but
               serve
               Mankind
               in
               the
               Trade
               that
               Providence
               had
               Assign'd
               him
               ;
               for
               he
               was
               made
               for
               Burdens
               .
               'T
               is
               a
               Fine
               Thing
               to
               be
               Fat
               and
               Smooth
               ;
               but
               't
               is
               a
               Finer
               Thing
               to
               Live
               at
               Liberty
               and
               Ease
               .
            
             
               To
               speak
               Properly
               ,
               and
               to
               the
               Point
               ,
               there
               is
               no
               such
               Thing
               as
               Happiness
               or
               Misery
               in
               this
               World
               (
               commonly
               so
               Reputed
               )
               but
               by
               Comparison
               ;
               neither
               is
               there
               any
               Man
               so
               Miserable
               ,
               as
               not
               to
               be
               Happy
               ,
               or
               so
               Happy
               as
               not
               to
               be
               Miserable
               ,
               in
               some
               Respect
               or
               Other
               :
               Only
               we
               are
               apt
               to
               Envy
               our
               Neigbours
               the
               Possession
               of
               Those
               Advantages
               that
               we
               Want
               ,
               without
               ever
               giving
               Thanks
               for
               the
               Blessings
               that
               They
               Want
               ,
               and
               We
               our selves
               Enjoy
               .
               Now
               This
               Mixture
               in
               the
               Distributions
               of
               Providence
               ,
               duly
               Consider'd
               ,
               serves
               to
               make
               us
               Easy
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               Necessary
               One
               to
               Another
               ;
               and
               so
               to
               Unite
               us
               in
               a
               Consistence
               both
               of
               Friendship
               ,
               and
               of
               Civil
               Convenience
               :
               For
               it
               is
               no
               less
               Requisite
               to
               Maintain
               a
               Truck
               in
               the
               Matter
               of
               Moral
               Offices
               ,
               and
               Natural
               Faculties
               ,
               then
               in
               the
               Common
               Bus'ness
               of
               Negotiation
               ,
               and
               Commerce
               ;
               and
               Humane
               Society
               can
               no
               more
               Subsist
               without
               the
               One
               ,
               then
               without
               the
               Other
               .
               One
               Man
               furnishes
               Brains
               ,
               Another
               Mony
               ,
               a
               Third
               ,
               Power
               ,
               Credit
               ,
               Mediation
               ,
               Intelligence
               ,
               Advice
               ,
               Labour
               ,
               Industry
               :
               (
               to
               say
               Nothing
               of
               a
               Thousand
               other
               Instances
               Reducible
               to
               This
               Head
               )
               so
               that
               the
               Rule
               of
               Communication
               holds
               as
               well
               betwixt
               Man
               and
               Man
               ;
               as
               betwixt
               Country
               and
               Country
               ;
               What
               One
               has
               Not
               ,
               Another
               Has
               ,
               and
               there
               is
               not
               That
               Man
               Living
               ,
               but
               in
               some
               Case
               ,
               or
               Other
               ,
               stands
               in
               Need
               of
               his
               Neighbour
               .
               Take
               away
               This
               Correspondence
               ,
               and
               the
               very
               Frame
               of
               all
               Political
               Bodies
               drops
               to
               pieces
               .
               Every
               thing
               is
               Best
               in
               fine
               ,
               As
               God
               has
               Made
               it
               ,
               and
               where
               God
               
               has
               Plac'd
               it
               .
               The
               
                 Tame
                 Ass
              
               Wrought
               Hard
               ,
               for
               his
               
                 Fine
                 Coat
              
               ,
               and
               the
               Wild
               one
               
                 Far'd
                 Hard
              
               ,
               to
               Ballance
               the
               Comfort
               of
               his
               Freedom
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXCI.
             Asses
             to
             Iupiter
             .
          
           
             THE
             Asses
             found
             themselves
             once
             so
             Intolerably
             Oppressed
             ,
             with
             Cruel
             Masters
             ,
             and
             Heavy
             Burdens
             ,
             that
             they
             sent
             their
             Ambassadors
             to
             Iupiter
             with
             a
             Petition
             for
             Redress
             .
             Iupiter
             found
             the
             Request
             Unreasonable
             ,
             and
             so
             gave
             them
             This
             Answer
             ,
             That
             Humane
             Society
             could
             not
             be
             Preserv'd
             without
             Carrying
             Burdens
             some
             way
             or
             other
             :
             So
             that
             if
             they
             would
             but
             Joyn
             ,
             and
             Piss
             up
             a
             River
             ,
             that
             the
             Burdens
             which
             they
             now
             Carry'd
             by
             Land
             might
             be
             carried
             by
             Water
             ,
             they
             should
             be
             Eas'd
             of
             That
             Grievance
             .
             This
             set
             them
             All
             a
             Pissing
             Immediately
             ,
             and
             the
             Humour
             is
             kept
             up
             to
             This
             very
             Day
             ,
             that
             whenever
             
               One
               Ass
            
             Pisses
             ,
             the
             Rest
             Piss
             for
             Company
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               the
               Uttermost
               Degree
               of
               Madness
               and
               Folly
               ,
               to
               Appeal
               from
               Providence
               and
               Nature
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Decrees
               and
               Appointments
               of
               Heaven
               are
               Unchangeable
               ,
               and
               there
               's
               no
               Contending
               .
               How
               many
               Popular
               Counter-parts
               of
               the
               
                 Asses
                 Petition
              
               to
               Iupiter
               for
               Redress
               of
               Grievances
               ,
               have
               we
               liv'd
               to
               see
               within
               our
               own
               Memory
               ,
               and
               all
               ,
               for
               Things
               ,
               not
               only
               Unreasonable
               ,
               but
               utterly
               Impossible
               .
               We
               read
               however
               in
               the
               Answer
               ,
               the
               Quality
               ,
               and
               the
               Reproach
               of
               the
               Prayer
               ,
               which
               is
               Granted
               upon
               Conditions
               as
               Impracticable
               ,
               as
               the
               Thing
               desir'd
               is
               Ridiculous
               .
            
             
               The
               Asses
               are
               here
               Complaining
               (
               after
               the
               Way
               of
               the
               Mobile
               )
               for
               being
               put
               to
               the
               very
               Use
               and
               Bus'ness
               they
               were
               Made
               for
               ;
               as
               if
               it
               were
               Cruelty
               and
               Oppression
               to
               Employ
               the
               Necessary
               Means
               ,
               which
               God
               and
               Nature
               has
               given
               us
               ,
               for
               the
               Attaining
               of
               Necessary
               Ends.
               If
               we
               Confound
               Higher
               and
               Lower
               ,
               the
               World
               is
               a
               Chaos
               again
               ,
               and
               a
               Level
               .
               Is
               not
               a
               Labourer
               as
               much
               a
               Tool
               of
               Providence
               as
               the
               Master-Builder
               ?
               Are
               not
               the
               Meanest
               Artisans
               ,
               of
               the
               same
               Institution
               with
               Ministers
               of
               Counsel
               and
               State
               ?
               The
               Head
               can
               no
               more
               be
               without
               the
               Body
               ,
               then
               the
               Body
               without
               the
               Head
               ;
               and
               neither
               of
               them
               without
               Hands
               and
               Feet
               to
               Defend
               ,
               and
               Provide
               ,
               both
               for
               the
               One
               ,
               and
               for
               the
               Other
               .
               Government
               can
               no
               more
               Subsist
               without
               Subjection
               ,
               then
               the
               Multitude
               can
               Agree
               without
               Government
               :
               And
               the
               Duty
               of
               Obeying
               ,
               is
               no
               less
               of
               Divine
               Appointment
               ,
               then
               the
               Authority
               of
               Commanding
               .
            
             
             
               Here
               's
               a
               Petition
               to
               Iupiter
               ,
               in
               Truth
               ,
               against
               Himself
               ;
               and
               in
               the
               Moral
               ,
               a
               Complaint
               to
               God
               against
               Providence
               ;
               as
               if
               the
               Harmony
               of
               Nature
               ,
               and
               of
               the
               World
               ;
               The
               Order
               of
               Men
               ,
               Things
               ,
               and
               Bus'ness
               ,
               were
               to
               be
               Embroil'd
               ,
               Dissolv'd
               ,
               or
               Alter'd
               ,
               for
               the
               sake
               of
               so
               many
               Asses
               .
               What
               would
               become
               of
               the
               Universe
               if
               there
               were
               not
               Servants
               as
               well
               as
               Masters
               ?
               Beasts
               to
               Draw
               ,
               and
               Carry
               Burdens
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               Burdens
               to
               be
               Drawn
               and
               Carry'd
               ?
               If
               there
               were
               not
               Instruments
               for
               Drudgery
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               Offices
               of
               Drudgery
               :
               If
               there
               were
               not
               People
               to
               Receive
               and
               Execute
               Orders
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               others
               to
               Give
               and
               Authorize
               them
               ?
               The
               Demand
               ,
               in
               fine
               ,
               is
               Unnatural
               ,
               and
               Consequently
               both
               Weak
               and
               Wicked
               ;
               And
               it
               is
               likewise
               as
               Vain
               ,
               and
               Unreasonable
               ,
               to
               Ask
               a
               Thing
               that
               is
               wholly
               Impossible
               .
               But
               't
               is
               the
               Petition
               of
               an
               Ass
               at
               last
               ,
               which
               keeps
               up
               the
               Congruity
               of
               the
               Moral
               to
               the
               Fable
               .
            
             
               The
               Ground
               of
               the
               Request
               ,
               is
               the
               Fiction
               of
               a
               Complaint
               ,
               by
               reason
               of
               Intolerable
               Burdens
               .
               Now
               we
               have
               Grievances
               to
               the
               Life
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               in
               Fancy
               ;
               and
               Asses
               in
               
                 Flesh
                 and
                 Blood
              
               too
               ,
               and
               in
               Practice
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               in
               Emblem
               .
               We
               have
               Herds
               in
               Society
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               in
               the
               Fields
               ,
               and
               in
               the
               Forests
               ;
               And
               we
               have
               English
               too
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               
                 Arcadian
                 Grievances
              
               .
               What
               ?
               (
               Cries
               the
               Multitude
               )
               are
               not
               our
               Bodies
               of
               the
               same
               Clay
               ;
               and
               our
               Souls
               of
               the
               same
               Divine
               Inspiration
               with
               our
               Masters
               ?
               Under
               These
               Amusements
               ,
               the
               Common
               People
               put
               up
               so
               many
               Appeals
               to
               Heaven
               ,
               from
               the
               Powers
               and
               Commands
               of
               their
               Lawful
               Superiors
               ,
               under
               the
               Obloquy
               of
               Oppressors
               ;
               and
               what
               Better
               Answer
               can
               be
               return'd
               to
               All
               their
               Clamorous
               Importunities
               ,
               then
               This
               of
               Iupiter
               ?
               Which
               most
               Emphatically
               sets
               forth
               the
               Necessity
               of
               Discharging
               the
               Asses
               Part
               ;
               and
               the
               Vanity
               of
               Proposing
               to
               have
               it
               done
               any
               Other
               Way
               .
               As
               who
               should
               say
               ,
               the
               Bus'ness
               of
               Humane
               Nature
               must
               be
               done
               .
               Lay
               your
               Heads
               together
               ,
               and
               if
               you
               can
               find
               any
               way
               for
               the
               doing
               it
               ,
               without
               one
               sort
               of
               People
               under
               Another
               .
               You
               shall
               have
               Your
               Asking
               .
               But
               for
               a
               Conclusion
               ,
               He
               that
               's
               born
               to
               Work
               ,
               is
               out
               of
               his
               Place
               and
               Element
               when
               he
               is
               Idle
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXCII
             .
             An
             Ass
             and
             the
             Frogs
             .
          
           
             AN
             Ass
             Sunk
             down
             into
             a
             Bog
             among
             a
             Shoale
             of
             Frogs
             ,
             with
             a
             Burden
             of
             Wood
             upon
             his
             Back
             ,
             and
             there
             he
             lay
             ,
             Sighing
             and
             Groaning
             ,
             as
             his
             Heart
             would
             Break
             :
             Hark
             ye
             Friend
             (
             says
             one
             of
             the
             Frogs
             to
             him
             )
             if
             you
             make
             such
             a
             Bus'ness
             of
             Lying
             in
             a
             Quagmire
             ,
             when
             you
             are
             but
             just
             fall'n
             into
             't
             ,
             what
             would
             you
             do
             I
             Wonder
             ,
             if
             You
             had
             been
             here
             as
             long
             as
             we
             have
             been
             ?
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Custom
               makes
               things
               Familiar
               and
               Easy
               to
               us
               ;
               but
               every
               thing
               is
               Best
               yet
               in
               it's
               own
               Element
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               NATURE
               has
               Assign'd
               Every
               Creature
               it
               's
               Proper
               Place
               and
               Station
               ;
               and
               an
               Ass
               in
               a
               Bog
               is
               out
               of
               his
               Element
               ,
               and
               out
               of
               his
               Province
               .
               The
               Fable
               it self
               has
               not
               Much
               in
               't
               ;
               but
               it
               may
               serve
               to
               Teach
               us
               in
               the
               Moral
               ,
               that
               it
               is
               a
               High
               Point
               of
               Honour
               ,
               and
               Christianity
               ,
               to
               bear
               Misfortunes
               ,
               with
               Resolution
               ,
               and
               Constancy
               of
               Mind
               :
               And
               that
               Steadiness
               ,
               is
               a
               Point
               of
               Prudence
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               of
               Courage
               ;
               for
               People
               are
               the
               Lighter
               ,
               and
               the
               Easier
               for
               't
               .
               But
               it
               was
               an
               Ass
               ,
               we
               see
               ,
               that
               Complain'd
               ,
               and
               (
               if
               a
               Body
               may
               play
               the
               Fool
               with
               him
               )
               he
               was
               but
               an
               Ass
               for
               Complaining
               :
               First
               ,
               of
               what
               he
               could
               not
               Help
               ;
               and
               2ly
               ,
               to
               be
               never
               the
               Better
               for
               't
               .
               'T
               is
               with
               a
               Man
               in
               Goal
               ,
               much
               at
               the
               Rate
               as
               it
               was
               with
               this
               Ass
               in
               the
               Bog
               .
               He
               's
               Sullen
               and
               out
               of
               Humour
               at
               his
               first
               coming
               In
               ;
               the
               Pris'ners
               Gather
               about
               him
               ,
               and
               there
               He
               tells
               'em
               his
               Case
               Over
               and
               Over
               I
               warrant
               ye
               .
               Some
               make
               Sport
               with
               him
               ;
               Others
               Pity
               him
               ,
               and
               this
               is
               the
               Trade
               they
               drive
               for
               the
               First
               Four
               or
               Five
               Days
               perhaps
               ;
               but
               so
               soon
               as
               the
               Qualm
               is
               over
               ,
               the
               Man
               comes
               to
               himself
               again
               ;
               makes
               merry
               with
               his
               Companions
               ,
               and
               since
               he
               cannot
               be
               in
               his
               Own
               House
               ,
               he
               reckons
               Himself
               as
               good
               as
               at
               Home
               in
               the
               very
               Prison
               .
               'T
               is
               the
               same
               Thing
               with
               a
               Bird
               in
               a
               Cage
               ;
               when
               she
               has
               Flutter'd
               her self
               a
               Weary
               ,
               she
               sits
               down
               and
               Sings
               .
               This
               't
               is
               to
               be
               Wonted
               to
               a
               Things
               .
               And
               were
               it
               not
               a
               Scandal
               now
               ,
               if
               Philosophy
               should
               not
               do
               as
               much
               with
               us
               as
               Custom
               ,
               without
               leaving
               it
               to
               Necessity
               to
               do
               the
               Office
               of
               Vertue
               .
               It
               might
               be
               added
               to
               this
               Moral
               ,
               that
               what
               's
               Natural
               to
               One
               may
               be
               Grievous
               to
               Another
               .
               The
               Frogs
               would
               have
               been
               as
               much
               at
               a
               Loss
               in
               the
               Stable
               ,
               as
               the
               Ass
               was
               in
               the
               Bog
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXCIII
             .
             A
             
               Gall'd
               Ass
            
             and
             a
             Raven
             .
          
           
             AS
             an
             Ass
             with
             a
             
               Gall'd
               Back
            
             was
             Feeding
             in
             a
             Meadow
             ,
             a
             Raven
             Pitch'd
             upon
             him
             ,
             and
             there
             Sate
             ,
             Jobbing
             of
             the
             Sore
             .
             The
             Ass
             fell
             a
             Frisking
             and
             Braying
             upon
             't
             ;
             which
             set
             a
             Groom
             that
             saw
             it
             at
             a
             Distance
             ,
             a
             Laughing
             at
             it
             .
             Well!
             (
             says
             a
             Wolfe
             that
             was
             Passing
             by
             )
             to
             see
             the
             Injustice
             of
             the
             World
             now
             !
             A
             Poor
             Wolfe
             in
             that
             Ravens
             Place
             ,
             would
             have
             been
             Persecuted
             ,
             and
             Hunted
             to
             Death
             presently
             ;
             and
             't
             is
             made
             only
             a
             Laughing-Matter
             ,
             for
             a
             Raven
             to
             do
             the
             Same
             Thing
             that
             would
             have
             Cost
             a
             Wolfe
             his
             Life
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               One
               Man
               may
               better
               Steal
               a
               Horse
               ,
               then
               Another
               Look
               over
               the
               Hedge
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Same
               Thing
               in
               One
               Person
               or
               Respect
               ,
               is
               not
               always
               the
               Same
               Thing
               in
               Another
               ?
               The
               Grooms
               Grinning
               at
               the
               Gambols
               of
               the
               Ass
               ,
               tells
               us
               that
               there
               are
               Many
               Cases
               that
               may
               make
               People
               Laugh
               without
               Pleasing
               them
               ,
               as
               when
               the
               Surprize
               ,
               or
               Caprice
               of
               some
               Fantastical
               Accident
               happens
               to
               strike
               the
               Fancy
               :
               Nay
               a
               Body
               cannot
               forbear
               Laughing
               Sometimes
               ,
               when
               he
               is
               yet
               Heartily
               Sorry
               for
               the
               Thing
               he
               Laughs
               at
               ;
               which
               is
               ,
               in
               Truth
               ,
               but
               an
               Extravagant
               Motion
               ,
               that
               never
               comes
               near
               the
               Heart
               :
               Wherefore
               the
               Wolfe
               was
               Out
               in
               his
               Philosophy
               ,
               when
               he
               call'd
               it
               a
               Laughing-Matter
               ;
               Besides
               ,
               that
               he
               should
               have
               Distinguish'd
               upon
               the
               Disproportion
               betwixt
               the
               Worrying
               of
               a
               Wolfe
               ,
               and
               the
               Pecking
               of
               a
               Raven
               ;
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               betwixt
               a
               Certain
               Death
               on
               the
               One
               Hand
               ,
               and
               only
               a
               Vexatious
               Importunity
               on
               the
               Other
               .
               The
               Raven
               understood
               what
               sort
               of
               Spark
               he
               had
               to
               do
               withal
               ,
               and
               the
               Silly
               Ass
               stood
               Preaching
               to
               Himself
               upon
               the
               Text
               of
               
                 No
                 Remedy
                 but
                 Patience
              
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXCIV
             .
             A
             
               Lyon
               ,
               Ass
            
             and
             Fox
             .
          
           
             AS
             an
             Ass
             and
             a
             Fox
             were
             together
             upon
             the
             Ramble
             ,
             a
             Lyon
             Meets
             them
             by
             the
             Way
             .
             The
             Foxes
             Heart
             went
             Pit-a-Pat
             ;
             but
             however
             ,
             to
             make
             the
             Best
             of
             a
             Bad
             Game
             ,
             he
             sets
             a
             Good
             Face
             on
             't
             ,
             and
             up
             he
             goes
             to
             the
             Lyon.
             Sir
             ,
             says
             he
             ;
             I
             am
             come
             to
             Offer
             Your
             Majesty
             a
             Piece
             of
             Service
             ,
             and
             I
             'll
             Cast
             my self
             upon
             Your
             Honour
             for
             my
             Own
             Security
             .
             If
             you
             have
             a
             Mind
             to
             my
             Companion
             ,
             the
             Ass
             here
             ,
             't
             is
             but
             a
             Word
             Speaking
             ,
             and
             You
             shall
             have
             him
             Immediately
             .
             Let
             it
             be
             Done
             then
             says
             the
             Lyon.
             So
             the
             Fox
             Trepann'd
             the
             Ass
             into
             the
             Toyl
             ,
             and
             the
             Lyon
             ,
             when
             he
             found
             he
             had
             Him
             sure
             ,
             began
             with
             the
             Fox
             Himself
             ,
             and
             after
             that
             ,
             for
             his
             Second
             Course
             ,
             made
             up
             his
             Meal
             with
             the
             Other
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               We
               Love
               the
               Treason
               ,
               but
               we
               hate
               the
               Traytor
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Fable
               Advises
               Every
               Man
               in
               Prudence
               to
               be
               sure
               of
               Knowing
               his
               Company
               before
               he
               Embarque
               with
               them
               in
               any
               Great
               Matter
               ;
               Tho
               He
               that
               Betrays
               his
               Companion
               ,
               has
               the
               Fortune
               commonly
               to
               be
               Betray'd
               Himself
               .
            
             
             
               Here
               's
               the
               Folly
               of
               the
               Ass
               in
               Trusting
               the
               Fox
               that
               he
               knew
               to
               be
               a
               Treacherous
               Companion
               ;
               and
               here
               's
               the
               Knavery
               of
               the
               Fox
               in
               Betraying
               the
               Ass
               ,
               which
               was
               but
               according
               to
               his
               Nature
               .
               Now
               this
               does
               not
               Hinder
               yet
               ,
               but
               that
               the
               Lyon
               Forfeited
               a
               Point
               of
               Honour
               in
               the
               Worrying
               of
               him
               ;
               And
               this
               Fiction
               throughout
               is
               but
               the
               Emblem
               of
               Things
               that
               are
               Familiar
               to
               us
               in
               the
               World.
               The
               
                 I
                 yon
              
               might
               have
               been
               Allow'd
               an
               Aversion
               to
               the
               Fox
               ,
               as
               a
               Perfidious
               Creature
               ,
               but
               the
               Devouring
               of
               him
               upon
               these
               Terms
               ,
               was
               Another
               Treachery
               in
               Himself
               .
               There
               may
               be
               this
               said
               at
               last
               for
               the
               Congruity
               of
               the
               Fancy
               ,
               that
               a
               Just
               and
               a
               Generous
               Lyon
               ,
               would
               not
               have
               Sunk
               so
               Low
               as
               to
               hold
               any
               Communication
               with
               a
               Fox
               ,
               much
               less
               to
               Concett
               with
               him
               in
               his
               False
               Dealing
               .
               But
               this
               Lyon
               was
               meant
               for
               the
               Figure
               of
               a
               Wicked
               Governor
               ,
               Conferring
               upon
               Frauds
               with
               Wicked
               Ministers
               .
               Now
               if
               he
               had
               spar'd
               the
               Ass
               ,
               for
               his
               Simplicity
               ,
               and
               Pinch'd
               the
               Fox
               for
               his
               Perfidy
               ,
               the
               Proceeding
               might
               have
               had
               some
               Semblance
               of
               a
               Generous
               Equity
               :
               But
               an
               Honourable
               Mind
               will
               scorn
               to
               make
               Advantage
               of
               a
               Treacherous
               Instrument
               .
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               by
               Assenting
               to
               the
               Treachery
               :
               So
               that
               the
               Moral
               seems
               to
               carry
               more
               Force
               with
               this
               Biass
               .
               Upon
               the
               Whole
               Matter
               ,
               here
               's
               the
               Silly
               Ass
               pays
               Dear
               for
               the
               Credulity
               and
               Folly
               of
               Keeping
               Ill
               Company
               .
               The
               Fox
               is
               Met
               withal
               in
               his
               Own
               Way
               ,
               for
               Breaking
               the
               Faith
               of
               Society
               ;
               but
               still
               there
               wants
               some
               Judgment
               Methinks
               ,
               to
               Attend
               the
               Lyon
               ;
               for
               He
               that
               Encourages
               once
               Treason
               ,
               does
               not
               only
               Practice
               ,
               but
               Promote
               Another
               ;
               and
               lays
               the
               Foundation
               of
               a
               Doctrine
               ,
               that
               will
               come
               Home
               to
               Himself
               in
               the
               Conclusion
               .
               When
               a
               Prince
               fails
               in
               Point
               of
               Honour
               and
               
                 Common
                 Iustice
              
               ,
               't
               is
               enough
               to
               Stagger
               his
               People
               in
               their
               Faith
               ,
               and
               Allegance
               .
               But
               the
               Lyon
               here
               in
               the
               Fable
               ,
               came
               off
               better
               then
               our
               
                 Political
                 Lyons
              
               usually
               do
               in
               the
               World.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXCV.
             A
             Hen
             and
             a
             Swallow
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Foolish
             Hen
             that
             sat
             Brooding
             upon
             a
             Nest
             of
             
               Snakes
               Eggs.
            
             A
             Swallow
             ,
             that
             Observ'd
             it
             ,
             went
             and
             told
             her
             the
             Danger
             on
             't
             .
             Little
             do
             you
             think
             ,
             says
             she
             ,
             what
             you
             are
             at
             this
             instant
             a
             Doing
             ,
             and
             that
             You
             are
             just
             now
             Hatching
             Your
             Own
             Destruction
             ;
             for
             This
             Good
             Office
             will
             be
             your
             Ruine
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               the
               Hard
               Fortune
               of
               many
               a
               Good
               Natur'd
               Man
               to
               
                 breed
                 up
                 a
                 Bird
                 to
                 Peck
                 out
                 his
                 Own
                 Eyes
                 ,
              
               in
               despite
               of
               All
               Cautions
               to
               the
               Contrary
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               is
               the
               Case
               of
               Many
               People
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               that
               spend
               their
               Time
               in
               Good
               Offices
               for
               Others
               ,
               to
               the
               Utter
               Ruine
               of
               Themselves
               :
               And
               there
               's
               No
               Better
               to
               be
               Expected
               from
               a
               Wicked
               Age
               ,
               and
               an
               Ill
               Natur'd
               People
               .
               They
               that
               want
               Foresight
               ,
               should
               do
               well
               to
               Hearken
               to
               Good
               Council
               .
               He
               that
               thinks
               to
               Oblige
               Hard-Hearted
               People
               by
               an
               Officious
               Tenderness
               ,
               and
               to
               fare
               the
               Better
               Himself
               for
               putting
               it
               into
               Their
               Power
               to
               Hurt
               him
               ,
               will
               find
               only
               so
               much
               Time
               ,
               Pains
               ,
               and
               Good-Will
               ,
               utterly
               cast
               away
               ,
               at
               the
               Foot
               of
               his
               Account
               .
               'T
               is
               Good
               however
               ,
               to
               Hope
               ,
               and
               to
               Presume
               the
               Best
               ,
               provided
               that
               a
               Man
               be
               Prepar'd
               for
               the
               Worst
               :
               Not
               forgetting
               the
               Old
               Proverb
               ,
               That
               
                 many
                 a
                 Man
                 brings
                 up
                 a
                 Bird
                 to
                 Peck
                 out
                 his
                 Own
                 Eyes
                 .
              
               The
               Mistake
               lies
               in
               This
               ,
               that
               the
               Charity
               begins
               Abroad
               that
               Ought
               to
               begin
               at
               Home
               .
               They
               that
               cannot
               see
               into
               the
               End
               of
               Things
               ,
               may
               well
               be
               at
               a
               Loss
               in
               the
               Reason
               of
               them
               ;
               and
               a
               Well-Meaning
               Piety
               is
               the
               Destruction
               of
               many
               an
               Honest
               Man
               ,
               that
               sits
               Innocently
               Brooding
               upon
               the
               Political
               Projects
               of
               Other
               People
               ,
               tho'
               with
               the
               Heart
               all
               the
               While
               ,
               of
               a
               Patriot
               ,
               and
               a
               True
               Friend
               to
               the
               Publique
               .
               Tell
               him
               the
               Consequences
               of
               Matters
               ,
               and
               that
               he
               is
               now
               Hatching
               of
               Serpents
               ,
               not
               of
               Chickens
               :
               A
               Misguided
               Zeal
               makes
               him
               Deaf
               and
               Blind
               to
               the
               True
               State
               ,
               and
               Issue
               of
               Things
               .
               He
               sits
               his
               Time
               out
               ,
               and
               what
               's
               the
               End
               on
               't
               ;
               but
               the
               Plot
               Naturally
               Discloses
               it self
               in
               a
               Common
               Ruine
               ?
               It
               is
               a
               Great
               Infelicity
               to
               make
               a
               Wrong
               Choice
               of
               a
               Friend
               :
               But
               when
               Men
               are
               Advertis'd
               of
               the
               Danger
               beforehand
               ,
               it
               is
               as
               Great
               a
               Fault
               if
               they
               will
               take
               No
               Warning
               .
               The
               Hen
               was
               told
               on
               't
               ,
               but
               the
               Swallow
               had
               the
               Fate
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               the
               Gift
               of
               Cassandra
               ;
               to
               speak
               Truth
               ,
               and
               not
               to
               be
               believ'd
               :
               Which
               has
               been
               the
               Misfortune
               of
               many
               an
               Honest
               Man
               in
               All
               Times
               ,
               and
               particularly
               in
               the
               very
               Age
               we
               live
               in
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXCVI.
             A
             Pigeon
             and
             a
             Picture
             .
          
           
             A
             Pigeon
             saw
             the
             Picture
             of
             a
             Glass
             with
             Water
             in
             't
             ,
             and
             taking
             it
             to
             be
             Water
             indeed
             ,
             flew
             Rashly
             and
             Eagerly
             up
             to
             't
             ,
             for
             a
             Soup
             to
             Quench
             her
             Thirst.
             She
             broke
             her
             Feathers
             against
             the
             Frame
             of
             the
             Picture
             ,
             and
             falling
             to
             the
             Ground
             upon
             't
             ,
             was
             taken
             up
             by
             the
             By-Standers
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Rash
               Men
               do
               many
               things
               in
               Hast
               that
               they
               Repent
               of
               at
               Leisure
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               not
               Good
               to
               be
               Over-Fierce
               upon
               any
               Thing
               ,
               for
               fear
               of
               Mistaking
               ,
               or
               Misunderstanding
               the
               Matter
               in
               Question
               .
               Moderation
               is
               a
               High
               Point
               of
               Wisdom
               ,
               and
               Temerity
               on
               the
               Other
               Hand
               ,
               is
               ever
               Dangerous
               :
               For
               Men
               are
               Subject
               to
               be
               Couzen'd
               with
               Outward
               Appearances
               ,
               and
               so
               take
               the
               Vain
               Images
               ,
               and
               Shadows
               of
               Things
               ,
               for
               the
               Substance
               .
               All
               Violent
               Passions
               have
               somewhat
               in
               them
               of
               the
               Rashness
               of
               This
               Pigeon
               ;
               and
               if
               That
               Rashness
               be
               not
               as
               Fatal
               in
               the
               One
               Case
               ,
               as
               This
               was
               in
               the
               Other
               ,
               't
               is
               a
               Deliverance
               that
               we
               are
               more
               Indebted
               for
               ,
               either
               to
               the
               Special
               Grace
               of
               an
               Over-ruling
               Providence
               ,
               or
               to
               the
               Mediation
               of
               That
               which
               we
               call
               Chance
               ,
               then
               to
               any
               thing
               of
               our
               own
               Government
               and
               Direction
               .
               One
               Man
               may
               have
               the
               Advantage
               of
               Another
               in
               the
               Benefit
               of
               a
               Presence
               of
               Mind
               ,
               which
               may
               serve
               in
               a
               Great
               Measure
               ,
               to
               Fortifie
               us
               against
               Surprizes
               ,
               and
               Difficulties
               not
               to
               be
               foreseen
               :
               But
               a
               sound
               Judgment
               is
               the
               Result
               of
               second
               Thoughts
               ,
               upon
               Due
               Time
               and
               Consideration
               ,
               which
               way
               to
               bring
               Matters
               to
               a
               Fair
               Issue
               .
               This
               Precipitate
               Temper
               is
               little
               better
               then
               a
               Physical
               Madness
               ;
               for
               there
               is
               somewhat
               of
               an
               Alienation
               in
               't
               ,
               when
               People
               proceed
               ,
               not
               only
               Without
               ,
               but
               Contrary
               to
               Reason
               .
               How
               many
               Instances
               do
               we
               see
               daily
               ,
               of
               People
               that
               are
               Hurry'd
               on
               ,
               without
               either
               Fear
               or
               Wit
               ,
               by
               Love
               ,
               Hatred
               ,
               Envy
               ,
               Ambition
               ,
               Revenge
               ,
               &c.
               to
               their
               Own
               Ruine
               :
               which
               comes
               to
               the
               very
               Case
               of
               the
               Pigeons
               breaking
               her
               Wing
               against
               the
               Picture
               ;
               and
               the
               Miscarriage
               is
               Every
               jot
               as
               Ridiculous
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXCVII
             .
             A
             Pigeon
             and
             a
             Crow
             .
          
           
             A
             Pigeon
             that
             was
             brought
             up
             in
             a
             Dove-House
             ,
             was
             Bragging
             to
             a
             Crow
             how
             Fruitful
             she
             was
             .
             Never
             Value
             Your self
             says
             the
             Crow
             upon
             That
             Vanity
             ;
             for
             the
             More
             Children
             ,
             the
             more
             Sorrow
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Many
               Children
               are
               a
               Great
               Blessing
               ;
               but
               a
               Few
               Good
               Ones
               are
               a
               Greater
               ;
               All
               Hazzards
               Consider'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Care
               ,
               Charge
               ,
               and
               Hazzard
               of
               a
               Brood
               of
               many
               Children
               ,
               in
               the
               Education
               and
               Proof
               of
               them
               ,
               does
               ,
               in
               a
               Great
               Measure
               ,
               Countervail
               the
               Blessing
               :
               Especially
               where
               they
               are
               gotten
               in
               a
               State
               of
               Slavery
               .
               Sorrow
               and
               Vexation
               is
               Entail'd
               upon
               the
               whole
               Race
               of
               Mankind
               .
               We
               are
               Begotten
               to
               't
               We
               are
               Born
               to
               't
               ;
               and
               as
               it
               has
               Descended
               to
               us
               ,
               so
               it
               is
               by
               us
               to
               be
               Handed
               down
               to
               Those
               that
               come
               after
               us
               .
               The
               Stress
               of
               the
               Fable
               lies
               upon
               the
               Hazzard
               of
               having
               a
               Numerous
               Stock
               of
               Children
               ,
               
               which
               must
               of
               Necessity
               ,
               whether
               they
               Live
               or
               Dye
               ,
               furnish
               Matter
               of
               Great
               Anxiety
               to
               the
               Parents
               .
               The
               Loss
               of
               them
               is
               Grievous
               to
               us
               .
               The
               Miscarriage
               of
               them
               ,
               by
               falling
               into
               Lew'd
               and
               Vicious
               Courses
               ,
               is
               much
               Worse
               :
               And
               one
               such
               Disappointment
               is
               sufficient
               to
               Blast
               the
               Comfort
               of
               All
               the
               Rest.
               Nay
               the
               very
               Possibility
               ,
               or
               rather
               the
               Likelihood
               and
               Odds
               ,
               that
               some
               out
               of
               such
               a
               Number
               will
               Prove
               Ungracious
               and
               Rebellious
               ,
               makes
               our
               Beds
               Uneasie
               to
               us
               ;
               Fills
               our
               Heads
               and
               our
               Hearts
               with
               Carking
               Thoughts
               ,
               and
               keeps
               us
               in
               Anxiety
               Night
               and
               Day
               for
               fear
               they
               should
               be
               so
               ,
               and
               prove
               like
               Vipers
               ,
               to
               Eat
               out
               the
               Belly
               of
               their
               Own
               Mothers
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CXCVIII.
             A
             Woman
             and
             her
             Two
             Daughters
             .
          
           
             A
             Woman
             that
             had
             
               Two
               Daughters
            
             ,
             Bury'd
             one
             of
             them
             ,
             and
             Mourners
             were
             Provided
             to
             Attend
             the
             Funeral
             .
             The
             
               Surviving
               Daughter
            
             Wonder'd
             to
             see
             Strangers
             so
             Much
             concern'd
             at
             the
             Loss
             of
             her
             Sister
             ,
             and
             her
             Nearest
             Relations
             so
             Little.
             Pray
             Mother
             ,
             says
             she
             ,
             What
             's
             the
             Reason
             of
             This
             ?
             Oh
             ,
             says
             the
             Mother
             ,
             We
             that
             are
             a-Kin
             to
             her
             ,
             are
             never
             the
             Better
             for
             Crying
             ,
             but
             the
             Strangers
             have
             Money
             for
             't
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Mourners
               are
               as
               Mercenary
               as
               Common
               Prostitutes
               ;
               They
               are
               at
               His
               Service
               that
               bids
               Most
               for
               them
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               FUNERAL
               Tears
               are
               only
               Civilities
               of
               Course
               ,
               but
               there
               must
               be
               Wringing
               of
               Hands
               yet
               ,
               and
               Ejulations
               ,
               some
               where
               or
               Other
               ;
               and
               where
               the
               Relations
               are
               not
               in
               humour
               for
               't
               ,
               't
               is
               the
               Fashion
               to
               Provide
               Mercenaries
               to
               do
               the
               Office.
               The
               Moral
               of
               This
               will
               reach
               to
               All
               the
               Pompous
               Solemnities
               of
               our
               Mourning
               Processions
               ,
               which
               upon
               the
               Whole
               ,
               Amount
               to
               no
               more
               then
               Dress
               and
               Pageantry
               ,
               to
               make
               the
               Show
               look
               Dismal
               ,
               and
               so
               many
               Sowre
               Faces
               that
               are
               Hir'd
               to
               Adorn
               the
               Hipocrisie
               .
               This
               was
               the
               Widows
               Case
               ,
               that
               Cry'd
               her self
               Half
               Mad
               and
               Blind
               with
               a
               Thousand
               Passionate
               Interjections
               ,
               for
               the
               Loss
               of
               her
               Dear
               Husband
               .
               [
               
                 Never
                 so
                 Dear
                 ,
                 so
                 Dear
                 a
                 Man
                 !
              
               ]
               This
               Woman
               ,
               I
               say
               (
               when
               she
               had
               done
               All
               This
               ,
               and
               Renounc'd
               the
               World
               ,
               the
               Flesh
               and
               the
               Devil
               ,
               with
               as
               much
               Solemnity
               as
               ever
               she
               did
               in
               her
               Baptism
               )
               was
               at
               the
               Long-Last
               prevail'd
               upon
               to
               hear
               the
               Will
               read
               :
               But
               when
               she
               found
               in
               the
               Conclusion
               ,
               that
               the
               
                 Dear
                 Man
              
               she
               so
               often
               call'd
               upon
               ,
               had
               left
               her
               Nothing
               that
               he
               could
               keep
               from
               her
               ,
               but
               her
               Wedding-Ring
               and
               her
               Apron-Strings
               ,
               Up
               she
               started
               ,
               Wip'd
               her
               Eyes
               ,
               Rais'd
               her
               Voice
               ,
               [
               
                 And
                 is
                 This
                 all
                 with
                 a
                 P●…x
              
               ]
               she
               cry'd
               ;
               and
               with
               Those
               Words
               in
               her
               Mouth
               ,
               she
               came
               to
               her self
               again
               .
               Now
               This
               Widow
               ,
               in
               the
               Pure
               Strength
               of
               Flesh
               and
               Blood
               ;
               cry'd
               as
               Arrantly
               for
               Money
               as
               the
               Mercenaries
               in
               the
               Fable
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CXCIX
             .
             A
             Shepherd
             and
             his
             Sheep
             .
          
           
             IN
             Old
             time
             when
             Sheep
             fed
             like
             Hogs
             upon
             Acorns
             ,
             a
             Shepherd
             drove
             his
             Flock
             into
             a
             Little
             Oak-Wood
             ,
             spread
             his
             Coat
             under
             a
             Tree
             ,
             and
             up
             he
             went
             to
             shake
             'em
             down
             some
             Mast.
             The
             Sheep
             were
             so
             Keen
             upon
             the
             Acorns
             ,
             that
             they
             Gobbled
             up
             now
             and
             then
             a
             Piece
             of
             the
             Coat
             along
             with
             '
             em
             .
             When
             the
             Shepherd
             took
             Notice
             of
             it
             :
             What
             a
             Company
             of
             Ungrateful
             Wretches
             are
             you
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             that
             Cloath
             all
             Other
             People
             that
             have
             No
             Relation
             to
             you
             ,
             and
             yet
             Strip
             Your
             Master
             ,
             that
             gives
             ye
             both
             Food
             and
             Protection
             !
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               
                 The
                 Belly
                 has
                 no
                 Ears
              
               ;
               and
               a
               Ravenous
               Appetite
               Guttles
               up
               whatever
               is
               Before
               it
               ,
               without
               any
               regard
               either
               to
               Things
               or
               Persons
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               a
               Freak
               mightily
               in
               Fashion
               among
               some
               People
               to
               Affect
               a
               Singularity
               in
               their
               Lives
               and
               Manners
               ,
               and
               to
               Live
               in
               a
               Direct
               Opposition
               to
               the
               Ordinary
               Rules
               of
               Prudence
               and
               Good
               Nature
               ,
               As
               in
               returning
               Evil
               for
               Good
               for
               the
               Purpose
               ;
               Nay
               ,
               and
               in
               some
               Cases
               ,
               Good
               for
               Evil
               too
               ;
               where
               't
               is
               done
               more
               to
               be
               seen
               of
               Men
               then
               for
               God
               sake
               ,
               and
               where
               the
               Vanity
               of
               Doing
               it
               Destroys
               the
               Merit
               of
               the
               Vertue
               .
               The
               Fable
               will
               also
               bear
               This
               Moral
               ,
               That
               Eager
               Appetites
               have
               not
               a
               Right
               Tast
               of
               Things
               ;
               for
               the
               Coat
               goes
               down
               as
               well
               as
               the
               Acorns
               :
               But
               the
               main
               Stress
               of
               it
               falls
               upon
               Those
               that
               
                 Rob
                 Peter
              
               ,
               as
               we
               say
               ,
               to
               
                 Pay
                 Paul
              
               ,
               and
               take
               the
               Bread
               out
               of
               their
               Masters
               Mouths
               to
               give
               it
               to
               Strangers
               .
               And
               the
               Kindness
               of
               the
               Master
               is
               yet
               a
               Further
               Aggravation
               of
               the
               Crime
               .
               We
               have
               abundance
               of
               Cases
               in
               Practice
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               in
               Story
               ,
               that
               strike
               upon
               This
               Topique
               .
               Have
               we
               never
               read
               of
               a
               Sacrilegious
               Convocation
               of
               Divines
               ,
               that
               at
               the
               same
               Time
               that
               they
               liv'd
               upon
               the
               Altar
               ,
               Betray'd
               it
               ;
               and
               while
               they
               Robb'd
               God
               himself
               of
               his
               Due
               ,
               Divided
               the
               Spoils
               of
               the
               Church
               among
               the
               Rabble
               .
               Have
               we
               never
               heard
               of
               Men
               that
               Gobbled
               the
               Privileges
               and
               Revenues
               of
               the
               Crown
               ,
               and
               then
               Squander'd
               them
               away
               in
               Donatives
               upon
               the
               Common
               People
               ?
               Or
               ,
               What
               shall
               we
               say
               of
               the
               Scoffing
               Atheist
               ,
               that
               turns
               all
               the
               Powers
               and
               Faculties
               of
               his
               Soul
               ,
               as
               much
               as
               in
               him
               lies
               ,
               to
               the
               Reproach
               of
               his
               Maker
               ,
               and
               yet
               at
               the
               same
               time
               too
               as
               Pleasant
               Company
               to
               the
               World
               as
               the
               Wit
               of
               a
               Libertine
               can
               make
               him
               .
               What
               is
               all
               This
               now
               but
               a
               Sheep
               Stripping
               his
               Master
               ,
               and
               Cloathing
               Strangers
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CC.
             Iupiter
             and
             a
             Herds-man
             .
          
           
             A
             Herds-man
             that
             had
             lost
             a
             Calf
             out
             of
             his
             Grounds
             ,
             sent
             up
             and
             down
             after
             it
             ;
             and
             when
             he
             could
             get
             No
             Tydings
             on
             't
             ,
             he
             betook
             himself
             at
             last
             to
             his
             Prayers
             ,
             according
             to
             the
             Custom
             of
             the
             World
             ,
             when
             People
             are
             brought
             to
             a
             Forc'd-Put
             .
             Great
             Iupiter
             (
             says
             he
             )
             Do
             but
             shew
             me
             the
             Thief
             that
             stole
             my
             Calf
             ,
             and
             I
             'll
             give
             thee
             a
             Kid
             for
             a
             Sacrifice
             .
             The
             Word
             was
             no
             sooner
             pass'd
             ;
             but
             the
             Thief
             appear'd
             ;
             which
             was
             indeed
             a
             Lyon.
             This
             Discovery
             put
             him
             to
             his
             Prayers
             once
             again
             .
             I
             have
             not
             forgotten
             my
             Vow
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             but
             now
             thou
             hast
             brought
             me
             to
             the
             Thief
             ,
             I
             'll
             make
             That
             Kid
             a
             Bull
             ,
             if
             thou
             'lt
             but
             set
             me
             Quit
             of
             him
             again
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               We
               cannot
               be
               too
               Careful
               ,
               and
               Considerate
               what
               Vows
               ,
               and
               Promises
               we
               make
               ;
               for
               the
               very
               Granting
               of
               our
               Prayers
               turns
               many
               times
               to
               our
               Utter
               Ruine
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Fable
               Condemns
               All
               Rash
               Vows
               and
               Promises
               ,
               and
               the
               Unsteadyness
               of
               Those
               Men
               that
               are
               first
               mad
               to
               have
               a
               Thing
               ,
               and
               as
               soon
               Weary
               of
               it
               .
               Men
               should
               Consider
               well
               before
               hand
               what
               they
               Promise
               ,
               what
               they
               Vow
               ;
               nay
               ,
               and
               what
               they
               Wish
               for
               ,
               least
               they
               should
               be
               Taken
               at
               their
               Words
               ,
               and
               afterward
               Repent
               .
               We
               make
               it
               Half
               our
               Bus'ness
               to
               Learn
               out
               ,
               Gain
               ,
               and
               Compass
               those
               Things
               ,
               which
               when
               we
               come
               to
               Understand
               ,
               and
               to
               have
               in
               our
               Possession
               ,
               we
               'd
               give
               the
               whole
               Earth
               to
               be
               Rid
               of
               again
               :
               Wherefore
               he
               that
               Moderates
               his
               Desires
               without
               laying
               any
               Stress
               upon
               Things
               Curious
               ,
               or
               Uncertain
               ;
               and
               Resigns
               himself
               in
               All
               Events
               to
               the
               Good
               Pleasure
               of
               Providence
               ,
               succeeds
               Best
               in
               the
               Government
               of
               his
               Fortune
               ,
               Life
               ,
               and
               Manners
               .
               The
               Herds-man
               was
               in
               a
               State
               of
               Freedom
               ,
               we
               see
               ,
               till
               he
               made
               himself
               a
               Voluntary
               Slave
               ,
               by
               Entering
               into
               a
               Dangerous
               ,
               and
               Unnecessary
               Vow
               ;
               which
               he
               could
               neither
               Contract
               without
               Folly
               ,
               nor
               Keep
               without
               Loss
               and
               Shame
               ;
               For
               Heaven
               is
               neither
               to
               be
               Wheedled
               ,
               nor
               Brib'd
               .
               Men
               should
               so
               Pray
               as
               not
               to
               Repent
               of
               their
               Prayers
               ,
               and
               turn
               the
               most
               Christian
               and
               Necessary
               Office
               of
               our
               Lives
               into
               a
               Sin.
               We
               must
               not
               Pray
               in
               One
               Breath
               to
               Find
               a
               Thief
               ,
               and
               in
               the
               Next
               to
               get
               shut
               of
               him
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCI.
             A
             Gnat
             Challenges
             a
             Lyon.
             
          
           
             AS
             a
             Lyon
             was
             Blustering
             in
             the
             Forrest
             ,
             up
             comes
             a
             Gnat
             to
             his
             very
             Beard
             ,
             and
             Enters
             into
             an
             Expostulation
             with
             him
             upon
             the
             Points
             of
             Honour
             and
             Courage
             .
             What
             do
             I
             Value
             your
             Teeth
             ,
             or
             your
             Claws
             ,
             says
             the
             Gnat
             ,
             that
             are
             but
             the
             Arms
             of
             Every
             Bedlam
             Slut
             ?
             As
             to
             the
             Matter
             of
             Resolution
             ;
             I
             defy
             ye
             to
             put
             That
             Point
             immediately
             to
             an
             Issue
             .
             So
             the
             Trumpet
             Sounded
             and
             the
             Combatants
             Enter'd
             the
             Lists
             .
             The
             Gnat
             Charg'd
             into
             the
             Nostrils
             of
             the
             Lyon
             ,
             and
             there
             Twing'd
             him
             ,
             till
             he
             made
             him
             Tear
             himself
             with
             his
             Own
             Paws
             .
             And
             in
             the
             Conclusion
             he
             Master'd
             the
             Lyon.
             Upon
             This
             ,
             a
             Retreat
             was
             Sounded
             ,
             and
             the
             Gnat
             flew
             his
             way
             :
             But
             by
             Ill-hap
             afterward
             ,
             in
             his
             Flight
             ,
             he
             struck
             into
             a
             Cobweb
             ,
             where
             the
             Victor
             fell
             a
             Prey
             to
             a
             Spider
             .
             This
             Disgrace
             went
             to
             the
             Heart
             of
             him
             ,
             after
             he
             had
             got
             the
             Better
             of
             a
             Lyon
             to
             be
             Worsted
             by
             an
             Insect
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               in
               the
               Power
               of
               Fortune
               to
               Humble
               the
               Pride
               of
               the
               Mighty
               ,
               even
               by
               the
               most
               Despicable
               Means
               ,
               and
               to
               make
               a
               Gnat
               Triumph
               over
               a
               Lyon
               :
               Wherefore
               let
               no
               Creature
               ,
               how
               Great
               or
               how
               Little
               soever
               ,
               Presume
               on
               the
               One
               side
               ,
               or
               Despair
               on
               the
               Other
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               is
               Nothing
               either
               so
               Great
               ,
               or
               so
               Little
               ,
               as
               not
               to
               be
               Lyable
               to
               the
               Vicissitudes
               of
               Fortune
               ,
               whether
               for
               Good
               or
               for
               Evil.
               A
               Miserable
               Fly
               is
               sufficient
               we
               see
               ,
               to
               take
               down
               the
               Stomach
               of
               a
               Lyon
               :
               And
               then
               to
               Correct
               the
               Insulting
               Vanity
               of
               That
               Fly
               ,
               it
               falls
               the
               next
               Moment
               into
               the
               Toyl
               of
               a
               Spider
               .
               'T
               is
               Highly
               Improvident
               not
               to
               Obviate
               small
               Things
               ;
               and
               as
               Ridiculous
               to
               be
               Baffled
               by
               them
               ;
               and
               it
               is
               not
               the
               Force
               neither
               ,
               but
               the
               Importunity
               that
               is
               so
               Vexatious
               and
               Troublesom
               to
               us
               .
               The
               very
               Teizing
               of
               the
               Lyon
               Gall'd
               him
               more
               then
               an
               Arrow
               at
               his
               Heart
               would
               have
               done
               .
               The
               Doctrine
               is
               This
               ,
               That
               no
               Man
               is
               to
               Presume
               upon
               his
               Power
               and
               Greatness
               ,
               when
               Every
               Pityful
               Insect
               may
               find
               out
               a
               Way
               to
               Discompose
               him
               .
               But
               That
               Pityful
               Insect
               again
               is
               not
               to
               Value
               himself
               upon
               his
               Victory
               neither
               ;
               for
               the
               Gnat
               that
               had
               the
               Better
               of
               the
               Lyon
               ,
               in
               the
               very
               next
               Breath
               was
               Worsted
               by
               a
               Spider
               .
            
          
        
      
       
         
         
         
           THE
           FABLES
           OF
           BARLANDUS
           ,
           &c.
           
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCII.
             A
             Lyon
             and
             a
             Frog
             .
          
           
             A
             Lyon
             that
             was
             Ranging
             about
             for
             his
             Prey
             ,
             made
             a
             Stop
             all
             on
             a
             Sudden
             at
             a
             Hideous
             Yelling
             Noise
             he
             heard
             ,
             which
             not
             a
             little
             Startled
             him
             .
             The
             Surprize
             put
             him
             at
             first
             into
             a
             Shaking
             Fit
             ;
             but
             as
             he
             was
             looking
             about
             ,
             and
             Preparing
             for
             the
             Encounter
             of
             some
             Terrible
             Monster
             ,
             what
             should
             he
             see
             but
             a
             Pityful
             Frog
             come
             Crawling
             out
             from
             the
             Side
             of
             a
             Pond
             .
             And
             is
             This
             All
             ?
             (
             says
             the
             Lyon
             )
             and
             so
             betwixt
             Shame
             and
             Indignation
             he
             put
             forth
             his
             Paw
             ,
             and
             Pash'd
             out
             the
             Guts
             on
             't
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               's
               no
               Resisting
               of
               
                 First
                 Motions
              
               ;
               but
               upon
               Second
               Thoughts
               we
               come
               Immediately
               to
               our selves
               again
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Surprize
               of
               the
               Lyon
               is
               to
               teach
               us
               that
               no
               Man
               living
               can
               be
               so
               Present
               to
               Himself
               ,
               as
               not
               to
               be
               put
               beside
               his
               Ordinary
               Temper
               upon
               some
               Accidents
               or
               Occasions
               ;
               but
               then
               his
               Philosophy
               brings
               him
               to
               a
               Right
               Understanding
               of
               Things
               ,
               and
               his
               Resolution
               carries
               him
               thorough
               All
               Difficulties
               .
               It
               is
               Another
               Emphatical
               Branch
               of
               This
               Emblem
               ,
               that
               as
               the
               Lyon
               Himself
               was
               not
               Thorough-Proof
               against
               This
               Fantastical
               Alarum
               ;
               so
               it
               was
               but
               a
               Poor
               Wretched
               Frog
               all
               this
               while
               ,
               that
               Discompos'd
               him
               ,
               to
               shew
               the
               Vain
               Opinion
               and
               False
               Images
               of
               Things
               ,
               and
               how
               apt
               we
               are
               to
               be
               Transported
               with
               Those
               Fooleries
               ,
               which
               ,
               if
               we
               did
               but
               Understand
               ,
               we
               should
               Despise
               .
               Wherefore
               't
               is
               the
               Part
               of
               a
               Brave
               ,
               and
               a
               Wise-Man
               to
               Weigh
               ,
               and
               Examine
               Matters
               without
               Delivering
               up
               himself
               to
               the
               Illusion
               of
               Idle
               Fears
               ,
               and
               Panick
               Terrors
               .
               It
               was
               in
               truth
               .
               
               below
               the
               Dignity
               of
               a
               Lyon
               to
               Kill
               the
               Poor
               Creature
               ,
               but
               This
               ,
               however
               may
               be
               said
               in
               Plea
               for
               't
               ,
               that
               he
               was
               asham'd
               to
               leave
               behind
               him
               a
               Witness
               of
               his
               Weakness
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCIII
             .
             An
             Ant
             and
             a
             Pigeon
             .
          
           
             AN
             Ant
             drop
             Unluckily
             into
             the
             Water
             as
             she
             was
             Drinking
             at
             the
             Side
             of
             a
             Brook.
             A
             Wood-Pigeon
             took
             Pity
             of
             her
             ,
             and
             threw
             her
             a
             little
             Bough
             to
             lay
             hold
             on
             .
             The
             Ant
             sav'd
             her self
             by
             that
             Bough
             ,
             and
             in
             That
             very
             Instant
             ,
             spies
             a
             Fellow
             with
             a
             Birding-Piece
             ,
             making
             a
             Shoot
             at
             The
             Pigeon
             .
             Upon
             This
             Discovery
             ,
             she
             presently
             runs
             up
             to
             him
             and
             Stings
             him
             .
             The
             Fowler
             starts
             ,
             and
             breaks
             his
             Aim
             ,
             and
             away
             flies
             the
             Pigeon
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               All
               Creatures
               have
               a
               Sense
               of
               Good
               Offices
               ,
               and
               Providence
               it self
               takes
               Care
               ,
               where
               Other
               Means
               fail
               ,
               that
               they
               may
               not
               Pass
               Unrewarded
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Practice
               of
               Requiting
               Good
               Offices
               is
               a
               Great
               Encouragement
               to
               the
               Doing
               of
               them
               ;
               and
               in
               truth
               ,
               without
               Gratitude
               there
               would
               be
               Little
               Good
               Nature
               ;
               for
               there
               is
               not
               One
               Good
               Man
               in
               the
               World
               that
               has
               not
               need
               of
               Another
               .
               This
               Fable
               of
               the
               Ant
               is
               not
               All-together
               a
               Fiction
               ,
               for
               we
               have
               many
               Instances
               of
               the
               Force
               of
               Kindness
               ;
               even
               upon
               Animals
               and
               Insects
               :
               To
               pass
               over
               the
               Tradition
               of
               Androdus's
               Lyon
               ,
               the
               Gratitude
               of
               Elephants
               ,
               Dogs
               and
               Horses
               is
               too
               Notorious
               to
               be
               Deny'd
               .
               Are
               not
               Hawks
               brought
               to
               the
               Hand
               ,
               and
               to
               the
               Lure
               ?
               And
               in
               like
               manner
               ,
               are
               not
               
                 Lyons
                 ,
                 Tygers
                 ,
                 Bears
                 ,
                 Wolves
                 ,
                 Foxes
                 ,
              
               and
               other
               Beasts
               of
               Prey
               Reclaim'd
               by
               Good
               Usage
               ?
               Nay
               ,
               I
               have
               seen
               a
               Tame
               Spider
               ,
               and
               't
               is
               a
               Common
               Thing
               to
               have
               a
               Lizzard
               come
               to
               Hand
               .
               Man
               only
               is
               the
               Creature
               ,
               that
               to
               his
               Shame
               ,
               no
               Benefits
               can
               Oblige
               ,
               no
               nor
               Secure
               ,
               even
               from
               seeking
               the
               Ruine
               of
               his
               Benefactor
               :
               So
               that
               This
               P●…smire
               sets
               us
               a
               Lesson
               here
               in
               her
               Thankfulness
               to
               her
               Preserver
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCIV.
             A
             Peacock
             and
             a
             Pye.
             
          
           
             IN
             the
             Days
             of
             Old
             ,
             the
             Birds
             liv'd
             at
             Random
             in
             a
             Lawless
             State
             of
             Anarchy
             ;
             but
             in
             time
             they
             began
             to
             be
             Weary
             on
             't
             ,
             and
             Mov'd
             for
             the
             Setting
             up
             of
             a
             King.
             The
             Peacock
             Valu'd
             himself
             upon
             his
             Gay
             Feathers
             ,
             and
             put
             in
             for
             the
             Office
             :
             The
             Pretenders
             were
             heard
             ,
             the
             Question
             Debated
             ;
             and
             the
             Choice
             fell
             upon
             the
             Poll
             to
             King
             Peacock
             :
             The
             Vote
             was
             no
             sooner
             pass'd
             but
             up
             stands
             a
             Pye
             with
             a
             Speech
             in
             his
             Mouth
             to
             This
             Effect
             :
             
               May
               it
               please
               your
               Majesty
            
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             
               We
               should
               be
               glad
               to
               Know
               ,
               in
               Case
               the
            
             Eagle
             
               should
               fall
               upon
               us
               in
               your
               Reign
               ,
               as
               she
               has
               formerly
               done
               ,
               how
               will
               you
               be
               able
               to
               Defend
               us
               ?
            
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               In
               the
               Bus'ness
               of
               either
               Erecting
               ,
               or
               Changing
               a
               Government
               ,
               it
               ought
               to
               be
               very
               well
               Consider'd
               before
               hand
               ,
               what
               may
               be
               the
               Consequences
               ,
               in
               case
               of
               such
               a
               Form
               ,
               or
               such
               a
               Person
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               KINGS
               are
               not
               to
               be
               Chosen
               for
               the
               Beauty
               or
               the
               Gracefulness
               of
               their
               Persons
               ,
               but
               for
               the
               Reputation
               they
               have
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               and
               the
               Endowments
               of
               their
               Minds
               .
               This
               Fable
               shews
               likewise
               the
               Necessity
               of
               Civil
               Order
               ,
               and
               the
               Danger
               of
               Popular
               Elections
               ,
               where
               a
               Factious
               Majority
               commonly
               Governs
               the
               Choice
               .
               Take
               the
               Plurality
               of
               the
               World
               ,
               and
               they
               are
               neither
               Wise
               ,
               nor
               Good
               ;
               and
               if
               they
               be
               left
               to
               Themselves
               ,
               they
               will
               Undoubtedly
               Chuse
               such
               as
               They
               Themselves
               Are.
               'T
               is
               the
               Misery
               of
               
                 Elective
                 Governments
              
               ,
               that
               there
               will
               be
               Eternally
               Corruption
               and
               Partiality
               in
               the
               Choice
               ;
               for
               there
               's
               a
               Kind
               of
               a
               Tacit
               Covenant
               in
               the
               Case
               ,
               that
               the
               King
               of
               their
               Own
               making
               shall
               make
               his
               Makers
               Princes
               too
               :
               So
               that
               they
               Work
               for
               Themselves
               all
               this
               while
               not
               for
               the
               Publique
               :
               But
               the
               Pyes
               Question
               stopt
               all
               their
               Mouths
               ,
               and
               it
               was
               Wisely
               let
               fall
               too
               without
               a
               Reply
               ,
               to
               Intimate
               that
               it
               was
               Unanswerable
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCV
             .
             An
             Impertinent
             Dr.
             and
             his
             Patient
             .
          
           
             A
             Physician
             was
             told
             One
             Morning
             that
             a
             Certain
             Patient
             of
             his
             was
             Dead
             ,
             why
             then
             
               the
               Lord's
               Will
               be
               Done
            
             ,
             says
             he
             :
             We
             are
             All
             Mortal
             ;
             but
             if
             This
             Man
             would
             have
             forborn
             Wines
             ,
             and
             Us'd
             Clysters
             ,
             I
             'd
             have
             Warranted
             his
             Life
             This
             Bout
             for
             God-a-Mercy
             .
             Well
             ,
             says
             one
             ,
             but
             why
             did
             you
             not
             rather
             give
             him
             This
             Advice
             when
             it
             might
             have
             done
             him
             Good
             ,
             then
             stand
             Talking
             of
             it
             to
             no
             manner
             of
             Purpose
             Now
             the
             Man
             is
             Dead
             ?
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               to
               no
               Purpose
               to
               think
               of
               Recalling
               Yesterday
               ;
               and
               
                 when
                 the
                 Steed
                 is
                 Stoll'n
                 ,
                 of
                 Shutting
                 the
                 Stable
                 Door
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Fable
               Recommends
               to
               us
               the
               Doing
               of
               Every
               thing
               in
               its
               Due
               Season
               ,
               for
               either
               too
               Soon
               or
               too
               Late
               signifies
               Nothing
               .
               It
               is
               but
               
                 making
                 Almana●…ks
                 for
                 the
                 Last
                 Year
                 ,
              
               to
               stand
               Talking
               what
               Might
               have
               been
               done
               ;
               when
               the
               Time
               of
               Doing
               it
               is
               past
               .
               When
               a
               Battle
               is
               Lost
               ,
               This
               or
               That
               ,
               we
               say
               ,
               might
               have
               Prevented
               it
               .
               When
               a
               Tumult
               is
               Emprov'd
               into
               a
               Rebellion
               ,
               and
               a
               Government
               Over-turn'd
               by
               't
               ,
               't
               is
               just
               to
               as
               much
               purpose
               to
               say
               ,
               This
               or
               That
               might
               have
               Sav'd
               All
               ;
               As
               for
               our
               Dr.
               here
               to
               say
               ,
               when
               his
               Patient
               was
               Dead
               ,
               that
               it
               was
               for
               want
               of
               going
               such
               or
               such
               a
               way
               to
               Work.
               We
               have
               abundance
               of
               These
               Wise-Men
               in
               the
               World
               that
               are
               still
               looking
               backward
               without
               seeing
               One
               Inch
               of
               the
               way
               before
               them
               .
               Not
               but
               that
               the
               Experience
               of
               Things
               Past
               ,
               may
               be
               very
               Instructive
               to
               us
               toward
               the
               Making
               of
               a
               Right
               Judgment
               upon
               Things
               to
               come
               ,
               but
               in
               such
               a
               Case
               as
               This
               ,
               it
               is
               wholly
               Vain
               and
               Unprofitable
               to
               all
               manner
               of
               Intents
               .
               'T
               is
               the
               Bus'ness
               of
               a
               Substantial
               and
               Well-Grounded
               Wisdom
               ,
               to
               be
               still
               looking
               forward
               from
               the
               First
               Indispositions
               into
               the
               Growth
               and
               Progress
               of
               the
               Disease
               .
               It
               Traces
               the
               Advance
               of
               Dangers
               step
               by
               step
               ,
               and
               shews
               us
               the
               Rise
               and
               Gradations
               of
               the
               Evil
               ,
               and
               gives
               us
               Light
               ,
               either
               toward
               the
               Preventing
               ,
               or
               the
               Suppressing
               of
               it
               .
               We
               have
               in
               such
               an
               Instance
               as
               This
               ,
               the
               means
               before
               us
               of
               a
               True
               and
               an
               Useful
               Perception
               of
               Things
               ,
               whereas
               Judgments
               that
               are
               made
               on
               the
               Wrong-side
               of
               the
               Danger
               ,
               Amount
               to
               no
               more
               then
               an
               Affectation
               of
               Skill
               ,
               without
               either
               Credit
               or
               Effect
               .
               Let
               Things
               be
               done
               when
               they
               May
               be
               done
               ,
               and
               When
               ,
               and
               As
               they
               Ought
               to
               be
               done
               :
               As
               for
               the
               Doctor
               's
               Iffing
               upon
               the
               Bus'ness
               ,
               when
               his
               Patient
               was
               Dead
               ,
               it
               was
               just
               to
               as
               much
               purpose
               as
               if
               he
               had
               Blown
               Wind
               in
               's
               Breech
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCVI.
             A
             
               Lyon
               ,
               Ass
            
             and
             Fox
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Hunting-Match
             agreed
             upon
             betwixt
             a
             Lyon
             ,
             an
             Ass
             ,
             and
             a
             Fox
             ,
             and
             they
             were
             to
             go
             Equal
             Shares
             in
             the
             Booty
             .
             They
             ran
             down
             a
             Brave
             Stag
             ,
             and
             the
             Ass
             was
             to
             Divide
             the
             Prey
             ;
             which
             he
             did
             very
             Honestly
             and
             Innocently
             into
             Three
             Equal
             Parts
             ,
             and
             left
             the
             Lyon
             to
             take
             his
             Choice
             :
             Who
             never
             Minded
             the
             Dividend
             ;
             but
             in
             a
             Rage
             Worry'd
             the
             Ass
             ,
             and
             then
             bad
             the
             Fox
             Divide
             ;
             who
             had
             the
             Wit
             to
             make
             Only
             One
             Share
             of
             the
             Whole
             ,
             saving
             a
             Miserable
             Pittance
             that
             he
             Reserv'd
             for
             Himself
             .
             The
             Lyon
             highly
             approv'd
             of
             his
             Way
             of
             Distribution
             ;
             but
             Prethee
             Reynard
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             who
             taught
             thee
             to
             Carve
             ?
             Why
             truly
             says
             the
             Fox
             ,
             I
             had
             an
             Ass
             to
             my
             Master
             ;
             and
             it
             was
             His
             Folly
             made
             me
             Wise.
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               must
               be
               no
               Sharers
               in
               Sovereignty
               .
               Court-Conscience
               is
               Policy
               .
               The
               Folly
               of
               One
               Man
               makes
               Another
               Man
               Wise
               ;
               as
               one
               Man
               Grows
               Rich
               upon
               the
               Ruines
               of
               Another
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Fable
               is
               sufficiently
               Moralliz'd
               Elsewhere
               ;
               but
               it
               gives
               us
               further
               to
               Understand
               ,
               that
               Experience
               is
               the
               Mistress
               of
               Knaves
               as
               well
               as
               of
               Fools
               .
               Here
               was
               the
               Innocence
               of
               the
               Ass
               ,
               and
               the
               Craft
               of
               the
               Fox
               ,
               Both
               in
               One.
               He
               sav'd
               his
               Skin
               by
               the
               Modesty
               of
               the
               Division
               ,
               and
               left
               enough
               for
               himself
               too
               ,
               over
               and
               above
               !
               For
               Asses
               are
               No
               great
               
                 Venson
                 Eaters
              
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCVII.
             A
             Wolfe
             and
             a
             Kid.
             
          
           
             AS
             a
             Wolfe
             was
             passing
             by
             a
             Poor
             Country
             Cottage
             ,
             a
             Kid
             spy'd
             him
             through
             a
             Peeping-Hole
             in
             the
             Door
             ;
             and
             sent
             a
             Hundred
             Curses
             along
             with
             him
             .
             Sirrah
             (
             says
             the
             Wolfe
             )
             if
             I
             had
             ye
             out
             of
             your
             Castle
             ,
             I
             'd
             make
             ye
             give
             Better
             Language
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               A
               Coward
               in
               his
               Castle
               ,
               makes
               a
               Great
               Deal
               more
               Bluster
               then
               a
               Man
               of
               Honour
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Advantages
               of
               Time
               and
               Place
               are
               enough
               to
               make
               a
               Poultron
               Valiant
               .
               There
               's
               Nothing
               so
               Couragious
               as
               a
               Coward
               if
               you
               put
               him
               out
               of
               Danger
               .
               This
               way
               of
               Brawl
               and
               Clamour
               ,
               is
               so
               Arrant
               a
               Mark
               of
               a
               Dastardly
               Wretch
               ,
               that
               he
               does
               as
               good
               as
               Call
               himself
               so
               that
               Uses
               it
               The
               Kid
               behind
               the
               Door
               has
               the
               Priviledge
               of
               a
               Lord
               
                 Mayors
                 Fool.
              
               He
               's
               under
               Protection
               :
               he
               One
               is
               Scurrilous
               ,
               and
               the
               Other
               Saucy
               ;
               and
               yet
               These
               are
               the
               Two
               Qualities
               that
               pass
               but
               too
               frequently
               in
               the
               ●…ord
               for
               Wit
               and
               Valour
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCVIII
             .
             An
             Ass
             to
             Iupiter
             .
          
           
             A
             Certain
             Ass
             that
             serv'd
             a
             Gard'ner
             ,
             and
             did
             a
             great
             deal
             of
             Work
             for
             a
             very
             Little
             Meat
             ,
             fell
             to
             his
             Prayers
             for
             
               Another
               Master
               .
               Iupiter
            
             Granted
             his
             Request
             ,
             and
             turn'd
             him
             over
             to
             a
             Potter
             ,
             where
             he
             found
             Clay
             and
             Tile
             so
             much
             a
             Heavyer
             Burden
             then
             Roots
             and
             Cabbage
             ,
             that
             he
             went
             to
             his
             Prayers
             once
             again
             for
             Another
             Change.
             His
             next
             Master
             was
             a
             Tanner
             ;
             and
             there
             ,
             over
             and
             above
             the
             Encrease
             of
             his
             Work
             ,
             the
             very
             Trade
             went
             against
             his
             Stomach
             :
             For
             (
             says
             he
             )
             I
             have
             been
             only
             Pinch'd
             in
             my
             Flesh
             ,
             and
             Well
             Rib-Roasted
             sometimes
             under
             my
             Former
             Masters
             ;
             but
             I
             'm
             In
             now
             for
             Skin
             and
             All.
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               A
               Man
               that
               is
               ever
               Shifting
               and
               Changing
               ,
               is
               not
               ,
               in
               truth
               ,
               so
               Weary
               of
               his
               Condition
               ,
               as
               of
               Himself
               ;
               And
               He
               that
               still
               Carries
               about
               him
               the
               Plague
               of
               a
               Restless
               Mind
               ,
               can
               never
               be
               pleas'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               a
               High
               Point
               of
               Prudence
               for
               any
               Man
               to
               be
               Content
               with
               his
               Lot.
               For
               't
               is
               Forty
               to
               One
               that
               he
               that
               Changes
               his
               Condition
               out
               of
               a
               Present
               Impatience
               and
               Dissatisfaction
               ,
               when
               he
               has
               try'd
               a
               New
               one
               ,
               Wishes
               for
               his
               Old
               One
               again
               ;
               and
               Briefly
               ,
               the
               more
               we
               shift
               the
               Worse
               Commonly
               we
               Are.
               This
               Arises
               from
               the
               Inconstancy
               of
               our
               Minds
               ,
               and
               One
               Prayer
               does
               but
               make
               way
               for
               Another
               .
               Those
               People
               ,
               in
               fine
               ,
               that
               
               are
               Destin'd
               to
               Drudgery
               may
               well
               Change
               their
               Masters
               ;
               but
               never
               their
               Condition
               .
            
             
               He
               that
               finds
               himself
               in
               any
               Distress
               either
               of
               Carcass
               or
               of
               Fortune
               ,
               should
               do
               well
               to
               Deliberate
               upon
               the
               Matter
               ,
               before
               he
               Prays
               for
               ,
               or
               Resolves
               upon
               a
               Change.
               As
               for
               Example
               now
               ,
               what
               is
               it
               that
               Troubles
               me
               ?
               Is
               there
               any
               Help
               for
               't
               or
               no
               ?
               What
               do
               I
               want
               ?
               Is
               it
               Matter
               of
               Necessity
               or
               Superfluity
               ?
               Where
               am
               I
               to
               look
               for
               't
               ?
               How
               shall
               I
               come
               at
               it
               ?
               &c.
               
            
             
               Now
               All
               our
               Grievances
               are
               either
               of
               Body
               or
               of
               Mind
               ,
               or
               (
               in
               Complication
               )
               of
               Both
               ,
               and
               either
               the
               Remedy
               is
               in
               our
               Own
               Power
               ,
               or
               it
               is
               not
               .
               There
               are
               some
               Things
               that
               we
               cannot
               do
               for
               our selves
               without
               the
               Help
               of
               Others
               :
               There
               are
               some
               Things
               again
               that
               Other
               People
               Cannot
               do
               for
               Us
               ,
               nor
               are
               they
               any
               way
               else
               to
               be
               done
               but
               by
               Our selves
               .
               In
               the
               One
               Case
               we
               are
               to
               seek
               abroad
               for
               Relief
               ,
               and
               in
               the
               Other
               ,
               Whoever
               Consults
               his
               Reason
               ,
               and
               his
               Duty
               ,
               will
               find
               a
               Certain
               Cure
               at
               Home
               :
               So
               that
               it
               goes
               a
               Great
               way
               in
               the
               Philosophy
               of
               Humane
               Life
               ,
               to
               Understand
               the
               Just
               Measures
               of
               what
               we
               are
               Able
               to
               do
               ,
               and
               what
               we
               are
               Oblig'd
               to
               do
               ,
               in
               Distinction
               from
               the
               Contrary
               ;
               for
               Otherwise
               we
               shall
               spend
               our
               Days
               with
               Aesop's
               Ass
               in
               Hunting
               after
               Happiness
               where
               it
               is
               not
               to
               be
               found
               ,
               without
               ever
               Looking
               for't
               where
               it
               is
               .
               'T
               is
               allow'd
               us
               ,
               to
               be
               sensible
               of
               Broken
               Limbs
               ,
               and
               Diseased
               Bodies
               :
               And
               Common
               Prudence
               sends
               us
               to
               Surgeons
               and
               Physicians
               ,
               to
               Piece
               ,
               and
               Patch
               them
               up
               again
               .
               But
               in
               These
               Cases
               we
               Examine
               the
               Why
               ,
               the
               What
               ,
               and
               the
               How
               of
               Things
               ,
               and
               Propose
               Means
               Accommodate
               to
               the
               End.
               'T
               is
               Natural
               to
               be
               Mov'd
               with
               Pain
               ,
               and
               as
               Natural
               to
               Seek
               Relief
               ;
               And
               it
               is
               well
               done
               at
               last
               ,
               to
               do
               That
               which
               Nature
               bids
               us
               do
               ;
               But
               for
               Imaginary
               Evils
               ,
               Every
               Man
               may
               be
               his
               Own
               Doctor
               .
               They
               are
               Bred
               in
               our
               Affections
               ,
               and
               we
               may
               Ease
               our selves
               .
               If
               the
               Question
               had
               been
               a
               Spavin
               ,
               or
               a
               Gall'd
               Back
               ,
               and
               the
               Ass
               had
               Petition'd
               to
               Iupiter
               for
               Another
               Farryer
               ,
               it
               might
               have
               been
               a
               very
               Reasonable
               Request
               .
               Now
               if
               he
               had
               but
               Pitch'd
               upon
               such
               or
               such
               a
               Particular
               Master
               ,
               it
               might
               have
               done
               well
               enough
               too
               :
               But
               to
               grow
               Weary
               of
               One
               Master
               ,
               or
               of
               One
               Condition
               ,
               and
               then
               to
               be
               presently
               Wishing
               in
               General
               Terms
               for
               Another
               :
               This
               is
               only
               an
               Inconsiderate
               Ejaculation
               thrown
               off
               at
               Random
               ,
               without
               either
               Aim
               or
               Reason
               .
               Upon
               the
               Whole
               Matter
               ,
               it
               is
               but
               laying
               our
               own
               Faults
               at
               the
               Door
               of
               Nature
               and
               Providence
               ,
               while
               we
               Impute
               the
               Infirmities
               of
               our
               Minds
               to
               the
               Hardship
               of
               our
               Lot.
               
            
             
               To
               proceed
               according
               to
               the
               Distribution
               of
               my
               Matter
               ;
               it
               is
               much
               with
               Us
               in
               This
               Case
               ,
               as
               it
               was
               with
               the
               Man
               that
               fell
               from
               his
               Horse
               and
               could
               not
               get
               up
               again
               .
               He
               was
               sure
               he
               was
               Hurt
               ,
               he
               said
               ,
               but
               could
               not
               tell
               Where
               .
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               first
               our
               Grievances
               are
               Fantastical
               where
               they
               are
               not
               Corporal
               .
               2ly
               .
               It
               is
               Another
               Error
               in
               us
               ,
               that
               in
               All
               our
               Fantastical
               Disappointments
               ,
               we
               have
               Recourse
               to
               Fantastical
               Remedies
               .
               3ly
               .
               Providience
               has
               Allotted
               Every
               Man
               a
               Competency
               for
               his
               State
               and
               Bus'ness
               .
               All
               beyond
               it
               is
               Superfluous
               ,
               and
               there
               will
               be
               Grumbling
               without
               End
               ,
               if
               we
               come
               to
               reckon
               upon
               't
               ,
               that
               we
               want
               This
               or
               That
               because
               we
               Have
               it
               Not
               ,
               instead
               of
               Acknowledging
               that
               we
               Have
               This
               or
               That
               ,
               and
               that
               we
               want
               Nothing
               .
               These
               Things
               duly
               Weigh'd
               ,
               what
               can
               be
               more
               Providential
               then
               the
               Blessing
               of
               having
               an
               Antidote
               within
               our selves
               against
               all
               the
               Strokes
               of
               Fortune
               !
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               in
               the
               Worst
               of
               Extremities
               ,
               we
               have
               yet
               the
               Comfort
               left
               us
               of
               Constancy
               ,
               Patience
               ,
               and
               Resignation
               .
            
             
             
               'T
               is
               not
               for
               a
               Wise
               and
               an
               Honest
               Man
               ,
               to
               stand
               Expostulating
               with
               the
               Nature
               of
               Things
               .
               As
               for
               Instance
               ▪
               Why
               should
               not
               I
               be
               This
               or
               That
               ,
               or
               be
               so
               or
               so
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               He
               or
               T'other
               ?
               But
               I
               should
               rather
               say
               to
               my self
               after
               This
               manner
               .
               Am
               not
               I
               the
               Creature
               of
               an
               Almighty
               Power
               ;
               and
               is
               it
               not
               the
               Same
               Power
               and
               Wisdom
               that
               Made
               and
               Order'd
               The
               World
               ,
               that
               has
               Assign'd
               me
               this
               Place
               ,
               Rank
               or
               Station
               ,
               in
               't
               ?
               This
               Body
               ,
               This
               Soul
               ,
               This
               every
               Thing
               ?
               What
               I
               am
               ,
               I
               must
               be
               ,
               and
               there
               's
               no
               Contending
               with
               Invincible
               Necessity
               ;
               No
               Disputing
               with
               an
               Incomprehensible
               Wisdom
               :
               To
               say
               Nothing
               of
               the
               Impiety
               of
               Appealing
               from
               an
               Inexplicable
               Goodness
               .
               If
               I
               can
               Mend
               my
               Condition
               by
               any
               Warrantable
               Industry
               and
               Vertue
               ,
               the
               Way
               is
               Fair
               and
               Open
               ;
               And
               That
               's
               a
               Priviledge
               that
               Every
               Reasonable
               Creature
               has
               in
               his
               Commission
               :
               But
               without
               Fixing
               upon
               some
               Certain
               Scope
               ,
               and
               Prescribing
               Just
               and
               Honourable
               Ways
               to
               't
               ,
               there
               's
               Nothing
               to
               be
               done
               .
               'T
               is
               a
               Wicked
               Thing
               to
               Repine
               ;
               and
               't
               is
               as
               Bootless
               ,
               and
               Uneasy
               too
               ;
               for
               One
               Restless
               Thought
               ,
               Begets
               ,
               and
               Punishes
               Another
               .
               We
               are
               not
               so
               Miserable
               in
               our
               Own
               Wants
               ,
               as
               in
               what
               Others
               Enjoy
               :
               And
               then
               our
               Levity
               is
               as
               Great
               a
               Plague
               to
               us
               as
               our
               Envy
               ,
               so
               that
               we
               need
               Nothing
               more
               then
               we
               have
               ,
               but
               Thankfulness
               ,
               and
               Submission
               ,
               to
               make
               us
               Happy
               .
               It
               was
               not
               the
               Ground
               of
               the
               Asses
               Complaint
               ,
               that
               it
               was
               Worse
               with
               Him
               then
               with
               
                 Other
                 Asses
              
               ;
               but
               because
               he
               was
               an
               Ass
               :
               And
               he
               was
               not
               so
               Sick
               of
               his
               Master
               ,
               as
               of
               his
               Work.
               His
               Fortune
               was
               well
               enough
               for
               such
               an
               Animal
               ,
               so
               long
               as
               he
               kept
               himself
               within
               his
               Proper
               Sphere
               and
               Bus'ness
               :
               But
               if
               the
               Stones
               in
               the
               Wall
               will
               be
               taking
               upon
               them
               to
               Reproach
               the
               Builder
               ;
               and
               if
               Nothing
               will
               please
               People
               unless
               they
               be
               Greater
               then
               Nature
               ever
               Intended
               them
               ;
               What
               can
               they
               Expect
               ,
               but
               the
               Asses
               Round
               of
               Vexatious
               Changes
               ,
               and
               Experiments
               ;
               and
               at
               last
               ,
               when
               they
               have
               made
               Themselves
               Weary
               and
               Ridiculous
               ,
               e'en
               glad
               to
               set
               up
               their
               Rest
               upon
               the
               very
               Spot
               were
               they
               Started
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCIX.
             A
             Woman
             and
             her
             Maids
             .
          
           
             IT
             was
             the
             Way
             of
             
               a
               Good
               Housewifely
               Old
               Woman
            
             ,
             to
             call
             up
             her
             Maids
             Every
             Morning
             just
             at
             the
             Cock-Crowing
             .
             The
             Wenches
             were
             loth
             to
             Rise
             so
             soon
             ,
             and
             so
             they
             laid
             their
             Heads
             together
             ,
             and
             Kill'd
             the
             Poor
             Cock
             :
             for
             ,
             say
             they
             ,
             if
             it
             were
             not
             for
             his
             Waking
             our
             Dame
             ,
             she
             would
             not
             Wake
             us
             :
             But
             when
             the
             Good
             Woman's
             Clock
             was
             gone
             ,
             she
             'd
             Mistake
             the
             Hour
             many
             times
             ,
             and
             call
             'em
             up
             at
             Midnight
             :
             So
             that
             instead
             of
             Mending
             the
             Matter
             ,
             they
             found
             themselves
             in
             a
             Worse
             Condition
             Now
             then
             Before
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               One
               Error
               makes
               way
               for
               Another
               .
               First
               ,
               we
               Complain
               of
               small
               things
               :
               Then
               we
               Shift
               ,
               and
               instead
               of
               Mending
               the
               Matter
               ,
               we
               find
               it
               Worse
               ,
               till
               it
               comes
               at
               last
               to
               the
               Tinker's
               Work
               of
               
                 Stopping
                 One
                 Hole
                 ,
                 and
                 making
                 Ten.
                 
              
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               a
               Common
               Thing
               for
               People
               that
               are
               Uneasy
               ,
               to
               fly
               to
               Remedies
               that
               are
               Worse
               then
               the
               Disease
               ;
               Wherefore
               Men
               should
               Deliberate
               before
               they
               Resolve
               ;
               and
               say
               to
               Themselves
               ,
               This
               we
               suffer
               at
               Present
               ,
               and
               This
               or
               That
               we
               Propose
               to
               Get
               by
               such
               and
               such
               a
               Change
               ;
               and
               so
               set
               the
               One
               against
               the
               Other
               .
               The
               Wenches
               were
               call'd
               up
               too
               Early
               ,
               they
               thought
               ,
               and
               so
               for
               fear
               of
               having
               too
               Little
               Sleep
               ,
               they
               ran
               the
               Risque
               of
               having
               no
               Sleep
               at
               all
               .
               And
               it
               fares
               much
               at
               the
               same
               Rate
               in
               Publique
               Grievances
               that
               it
               does
               in
               Private
               ;
               When
               rather
               then
               bear
               the
               Importunity
               of
               a
               Flea-biting
               ,
               we
               are
               apt
               to
               run
               our selves
               Hand
               over
               Head
               into
               a
               Bed
               of
               Scorpions
               ;
               which
               is
               such
               another
               kind
               of
               an
               Expedient
               ,
               as
               if
               a
               Body
               should
               Beat
               out
               his
               Brains
               to
               Cure
               the
               Head-Ach
               .
               Flesh
               and
               Bloud
               is
               Naturally
               Impatient
               of
               Restraint
               ;
               beside
               the
               Itch
               and
               Curiosity
               that
               we
               have
               ,
               to
               be
               Prying
               and
               Searching
               into
               Forbidden
               Secrets
               ;
               and
               to
               see
               (
               as
               one
               says
               )
               
                 What
                 Good
                 is
                 in
                 Evil.
              
               'T
               is
               Natural
               to
               us
               to
               be
               Weary
               of
               what
               we
               have
               ,
               and
               still
               to
               be
               Hankering
               after
               something
               or
               other
               that
               we
               have
               Not
               :
               And
               so
               our
               Levity
               Pushes
               us
               on
               from
               One
               Vain
               Desire
               to
               Another
               ,
               in
               a
               Regular
               Vicissitude
               ,
               and
               Succession
               of
               Cravings
               and
               Satiety
               .
               We
               want
               (
               as
               I
               say
               )
               what
               we
               have
               not
               ,
               and
               grow
               Sick
               on
               't
               when
               we
               have
               it
               .
               Now
               the
               Wise
               Man
               Clears
               the
               Whole
               Matter
               to
               us
               ,
               in
               Pronouncing
               
                 All
                 things
                 under
                 the
                 Sun
              
               (
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               the
               Pomp
               ,
               the
               Pleasures
               ,
               and
               the
               Enjoyments
               of
               This
               World
               )
               to
               be
               
                 Vanity
                 of
                 Vanities
              
               ,
               and
               
                 All
                 ,
                 Vanity
              
               .
               The
               Truth
               of
               it
               is
               ,
               we
               Govern
               our
               Lives
               by
               Fancy
               ,
               rather
               then
               by
               Judgment
               .
               We
               Mistake
               the
               Reasons
               of
               Things
               ,
               and
               Impute
               the
               Issue
               of
               them
               to
               Wrong
               Causes
               .
               So
               that
               the
               Lesson
               given
               us
               here
               ,
               is
               Preceptive
               to
               us
               ,
               not
               to
               do
               any
               thing
               but
               upon
               due
               Consideration
               .
               The
               Wenches
               Kill'd
               the
               Cock
               for
               calling
               them
               up
               so
               soon
               ,
               whereas
               the
               Crowing
               of
               the
               Cock
               was
               the
               Cause
               ,
               in
               Truth
               ,
               that
               they
               were
               call'd
               up
               no
               sooner
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCX
             .
             A
             Lyon
             and
             a
             Goat
             .
          
           
             A
             Lyon
             spy'd
             a
             Goat
             upon
             the
             Crag
             of
             a
             High
             Rock
             ,
             and
             so
             call'd
             out
             to
             him
             after
             this
             Manner
             :
             Hadst
             not
             thou
             better
             come
             Down
             now
             ,
             says
             the
             Lyon
             ,
             into
             This
             Delicate
             Fine
             Meadow
             ?
             Well
             ,
             says
             the
             Goat
             ,
             and
             so
             perhaps
             I
             would
             ,
             if
             it
             were
             not
             for
             the
             Lyon
             that
             's
             there
             Before
             me
             :
             But
             I
             'm
             for
             a
             Life
             of
             Safety
             ,
             rather
             then
             for
             a
             Life
             of
             Pleasure
             .
             Your
             Pretence
             is
             
             the
             Filling
             of
             My
             Belly
             with
             Good
             Grass
             ;
             but
             your
             Bus'ness
             is
             the
             Cramming
             of
             your
             Own
             Guts
             with
             Good
             Goats-Flesh
             :
             So
             that
             't
             is
             for
             your
             Own
             Sake
             ,
             not
             Mine
             ,
             that
             you
             'd
             have
             me
             come
             down
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               's
               no
               Trusting
               to
               the
               Formal
               Civilities
               and
               Invitations
               of
               an
               Enemy
               ,
               and
               his
               Reasonings
               are
               but
               Snares
               when
               he
               pretends
               to
               Advise
               us
               for
               our
               Good.
               
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               HE
               that
               Advises
               Another
               to
               his
               Own
               Advantage
               ,
               may
               be
               very
               Reasonably
               Suspected
               to
               give
               Councel
               for
               his
               Own
               Ends.
               It
               may
               so
               fall
               Out
               ,
               't
               is
               True
               ,
               as
               to
               be
               Profitable
               for
               Both
               :
               But
               all
               Circumstances
               would
               be
               Well
               Examin'd
               in
               such
               a
               Case
               before
               we
               Trust.
               This
               is
               the
               Song
               of
               your
               Men
               of
               Prey
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               of
               your
               Beasts
               of
               Prey
               ,
               when
               they
               Set
               up
               for
               the
               Good
               of
               the
               Goats
               and
               the
               
                 Common
                 People
              
               .
               How
               many
               Fine
               Things
               have
               we
               had
               told
               us
               in
               the
               Memory
               of
               Man
               ,
               upon
               the
               Subject
               of
               our
               
                 Liberties
                 ,
                 Properties
              
               ,
               and
               Religion
               ,
               and
               the
               Delivering
               of
               us
               from
               the
               Fears
               and
               Iealousies
               of
               Idolatry
               ,
               and
               
                 Arbitrary
                 Power
              
               !
               And
               what
               was
               the
               Fruit
               of
               All
               This
               in
               the
               End
               ,
               but
               Vision
               and
               Romance
               on
               the
               Promising
               Hand
               ,
               and
               an
               
                 Exchange
                 of
                 Imaginary
                 Chains
                 ,
                 for
                 Real
                 Locks
                 and
                 Bolts
                 ,
              
               on
               the
               Other
               :
               But
               Aesop's
               Beasts
               
                 saw
                 further
                 into
                 a
                 Mill-stone
              
               then
               our
               Mobile
               :
               And
               that
               the
               Lyon's
               Invitation
               of
               the
               Goat
               from
               the
               Rocks
               into
               the
               
                 Fool
                 's
                 Paradise
              
               of
               a
               Delicate
               Sweet
               Meadow
               ,
               signify'd
               no
               more
               in
               Plain
               English
               ,
               then
               
                 Come
                 down
                 that
                 I
                 may
                 Eat
                 ye
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXI.
             A
             Uultur's
             Invitation
             .
          
           
             THE
             Vultur
             took
             up
             a
             Fit
             of
             very
             Good
             Humour
             once
             ,
             and
             Invited
             the
             Whole
             Nation
             of
             the
             Birds
             to
             make
             Merry
             with
             him
             ,
             upon
             the
             Anniversary
             of
             his
             Birth-Day
             .
             The
             Company
             came
             ;
             The
             Vultur
             shuts
             the
             Doors
             upon
             them
             ,
             and
             Devours
             his
             Guests
             instead
             of
             Treating
             them
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               's
               no
               Meddling
               with
               any
               Man
               that
               has
               neither
               Faith
               ,
               Honour
               ,
               nor
               Good
               Nature
               in
               him
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               Dangerous
               Trusting
               to
               specious
               Pretexts
               of
               Civility
               and
               Kindness
               ,
               where
               People
               are
               not
               well
               assur'd
               of
               the
               Faith
               and
               Good
               Nature
               of
               Those
               they
               have
               to
               do
               withall
               ;
               In
               which
               case
               ,
               the
               Butchery
               ,
               and
               the
               Breach
               of
               Hospitality
               Represented
               in
               This
               Fable
               ,
               under
               a
               Masque
               of
               Friendship
               ,
               was
               no
               more
               ,
               then
               what
               might
               Reasonably
               enough
               be
               Expected
               under
               such
               Circumstances
               .
               There
               are
               Men
               of
               Prey
               as
               well
               as
               Beasts
               and
               Birds
               of
               Prey
               ,
               and
               for
               Those
               that
               Live
               upon
               ,
               and
               Delight
               in
               Bloud
               ,
               there
               's
               no
               Trusting
               of
               them
               :
               for
               let
               them
               pretend
               what
               they
               will
               ,
               they
               Govern
               themselves
               ,
               and
               take
               their
               Measures
               according
               to
               their
               Interests
               ,
               and
               Appetites
               .
               'T
               is
               a
               Hard
               Case
               yet
               ,
               for
               Men
               to
               be
               forc'd
               upon
               Ill
               Nature
               ,
               in
               their
               Own
               Defence
               ,
               and
               to
               suspect
               the
               Good
               Faith
               of
               Those
               ,
               that
               give
               us
               All
               the
               Protestations
               and
               Assurance
               of
               Friendship
               ,
               and
               Fair
               Dealing
               that
               One
               Man
               can
               give
               Another
               .
               Nay
               the
               very
               Suspicion
               is
               an
               Affront
               ,
               and
               almost
               sufficient
               to
               Authorize
               some
               sort
               of
               Revenge
               .
               He
               that
               Violates
               the
               Necessary
               Trust
               and
               Confidence
               that
               One
               Man
               ought
               to
               Repose
               in
               Another
               ,
               does
               what
               in
               Him
               lies
               ,
               to
               Dissolve
               the
               very
               Bond
               of
               Humane
               Society
               ;
               for
               there
               's
               no
               Treachery
               so
               Close
               ,
               so
               Sure
               ,
               and
               so
               Pernicious
               ,
               as
               That
               which
               Works
               under
               a
               Veil
               of
               Kindness
               .
               We
               set
               Toyls
               ,
               Nets
               ,
               Gins
               ,
               Snares
               ,
               and
               Traps
               for
               Beasts
               and
               Birds
               't
               is
               True
               ;
               and
               we
               Bait
               Hooks
               for
               Fishes
               ;
               But
               All
               This
               is
               done
               in
               their
               Own
               Haunts
               ,
               and
               Walks
               ,
               and
               without
               any
               Seal
               of
               Faith
               and
               Confidence
               in
               the
               Matter
               :
               but
               to
               break
               the
               Laws
               of
               Hospitality
               ,
               and
               Tenderness
               ;
               To
               Betray
               our
               Guests
               under
               our
               Own
               Roofs
               ,
               and
               to
               Murder
               them
               at
               our
               Own
               Tables
               ;
               This
               is
               a
               Practice
               only
               for
               Men
               and
               Vulturs
               to
               be
               Guilty
               of
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXII.
             Bustards
             and
             Cranes
             .
          
           
             SOme
             Sports-men
             that
             were
             abroad
             upon
             Game
             ,
             spy'd
             a
             Company
             of
             Bustards
             and
             Cranes
             a
             Feeding
             together
             ,
             and
             so
             made
             in
             upon
             'em
             as
             fast
             their
             Horses
             could
             carry
             them
             .
             The
             Cranes
             that
             were
             Light
             ,
             took
             Wing
             immediately
             ,
             and
             sav'd
             themselves
             ,
             but
             the
             Bustards
             were
             Taken
             ;
             for
             they
             were
             Fat
             ,
             and
             Heavy
             ,
             and
             could
             not
             Shift
             so
             well
             as
             the
             Other
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Light
               of
               Body
               and
               Light
               of
               Purse
               ,
               comes
               much
               to
               a
               Case
               in
               Troublesome
               Times
               ;
               Only
               the
               One
               saves
               himself
               by
               his
               Activity
               ,
               and
               the
               Other
               scapes
               because
               he
               is
               not
               worth
               the
               Taking
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               CAMERARIUS
               makes
               This
               to
               be
               an
               Emblem
               of
               the
               Taking
               of
               a
               Town
               ,
               where
               the
               Poor
               scape
               better
               then
               the
               Rich
               ;
               for
               the
               One
               is
               let
               go
               ,
               and
               the
               Other
               is
               Plunder'd
               and
               Coop'd
               up
               .
               But
               with
               Favour
               of
               the
               Moralists
               ,
               it
               was
               not
               at
               the
               Fowler
               's
               Choice
               ,
               which
               to
               Take
               ,
               and
               which
               to
               Let
               go
               ;
               for
               the
               Cranes
               were
               too
               Nimble
               ,
               and
               got
               away
               inspite
               of
               him
               :
               So
               that
               This
               Phansie
               seems
               rather
               to
               Point
               at
               the
               Advantages
               that
               some
               have
               over
               Others
               ,
               to
               make
               Better
               shift
               in
               the
               World
               then
               their
               Fellows
               ,
               by
               a
               Felicity
               of
               Make
               ,
               and
               Constitution
               ,
               whether
               of
               Body
               or
               of
               Mind
               :
               Provided
               always
               ,
               that
               they
               Play
               Fair
               ,
               and
               Manage
               all
               Those
               Faculties
               with
               a
               Strict
               Regard
               to
               Common
               Honesty
               and
               Justice
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXIII.
             Iupiter
             and
             an
             Ape
             .
          
           
             JUpiter
             took
             a
             Fancy
             once
             to
             Summon
             All
             the
             Birds
             and
             Beasts
             under
             the
             Canopy
             of
             Heaven
             to
             appear
             before
             him
             with
             their
             Brats
             ,
             and
             their
             Little
             ones
             ,
             to
             see
             which
             of
             'em
             had
             the
             prettiest
             Children
             :
             And
             who
             but
             the
             Ape
             to
             put
             her self
             Foremost
             ,
             with
             a
             Brace
             of
             her
             Cubbs
             in
             her
             Arms
             ,
             for
             the
             Greatest
             Beauties
             in
             the
             Company
             .
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXIV.
             An
             Eagle
             and
             an
             Owl
             .
          
           
             A
             Certain
             Eagle
             that
             had
             a
             mind
             to
             be
             well
             serv'd
             ,
             took
             up
             a
             Resolution
             of
             Preferring
             Those
             that
             she
             found
             most
             agreeable
             ,
             for
             Person
             and
             Address
             ;
             and
             so
             there
             past
             an
             Order
             of
             Council
             for
             All
             Her
             Majesty's
             Subjects
             to
             bring
             their
             Children
             to
             Court.
             They
             came
             accordingly
             ,
             and
             Every
             One
             in
             their
             Turn
             was
             for
             Advancing
             their
             Own
             :
             Till
             at
             last
             the
             Owl
             fell
             a
             Mopping
             ,
             and
             Twinkling
             ,
             and
             told
             her
             Majesty
             ,
             that
             if
             a
             Gracious
             Meen
             and
             Countenance
             might
             Entitle
             any
             of
             her
             Subjects
             to
             a
             Preference
             ,
             she
             Doubted
             not
             but
             her
             Brood
             would
             be
             look'd
             upon
             in
             the
             First
             Place
             ;
             for
             they
             were
             as
             like
             the
             Mother
             ,
             as
             if
             they
             had
             been
             spit
             out
             of
             her
             Mouth
             .
             Upon
             This
             ,
             the
             Bord
             fell
             all
             into
             a
             Fit
             of
             Laughing
             ,
             and
             call'd
             Another
             Cause
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               Moral
               of
               the
               Two
               Fables
               above
               .
            
             
               No
               body
               ever
               saw
               an
               Ill-savour'd
               〈◊〉
               in
               the
               World
               yet
               ,
               Man
               ,
               or
               Woman
               ,
               that
               had
               not
               a
               Good
               Opinion
               of
               it's
               Own
               Wit
               and
               Beauty
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               SELF
               Love
               is
               the
               Root
               of
               All
               the
               Vanities
               that
               are
               struck
               at
               in
               These
               Two
               Fables
               ,
               and
               it
               is
               so
               Natural
               an
               Infirmity
               ,
               that
               it
               makes
               us
               Partial
               even
               to
               Those
               that
               come
               of
               us
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               to
               our selves
               :
               And
               then
               it
               is
               so
               Nicely
               Divided
               ,
               betwixt
               Piety
               ,
               Pride
               ,
               and
               Weakness
               ,
               that
               in
               Many
               Cases
               't
               is
               a
               hard
               Matter
               to
               Distinguish
               the
               One
               from
               the
               Other
               .
               'T
               is
               a
               Frailty
               for
               a
               Man
               to
               Think
               Better
               of
               his
               Children
               then
               they
               Deserve
               :
               But
               then
               there
               is
               an
               Impulse
               of
               Tenderness
               ,
               and
               of
               Duty
               ,
               that
               goes
               along
               with
               it
               ,
               and
               there
               must
               be
               some
               sort
               of
               an
               Esteem
               in
               the
               Case
               too
               ,
               for
               the
               setting
               of
               That
               In-bred
               Affection
               at
               Work.
               The
               Difficulty
               lies
               in
               the
               Moderating
               of
               the
               Matter
               ,
               and
               in
               getting
               the
               True
               Medium
               betwixt
               being
               Wanting
               to
               our
               Own
               Flesh
               and
               Blood
               ,
               once
               Remov'd
               ,
               and
               Assuming
               too
               much
               to
               our selves
               .
               Let
               the
               Attachment
               be
               what
               it
               will
               ,
               we
               must
               not
               suffer
               our
               Judgments
               to
               be
               either
               Perverted
               ,
               Blinded
               ,
               or
               Corrupted
               by
               any
               Partiality
               of
               Prepossessions
               whatsoever
               .
            
             
               The
               Moral
               here
               before
               us
               ,
               Extends
               to
               the
               Fruits
               and
               Productions
               of
               the
               Brain
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               of
               the
               Body
               ;
               and
               to
               Deformities
               in
               the
               matter
               as
               well
               of
               Understanding
               ,
               as
               of
               Shape
               .
               We
               are
               Taught
               here
               Principally
               ,
               Two
               Things
               ;
               First
               ,
               how
               Ridiculous
               it
               is
               for
               a
               Man
               to
               Dote
               upon
               Fops
               and
               Buffoons
               ,
               tho'
               never
               so
               much
               the
               Issue
               of
               his
               Own
               Head
               and
               Loins
               ;
               And
               yet
               2ly
               .
               How
               Prone
               we
               are
               to
               Indulge
               our
               Own
               Errors
               ,
               Follies
               and
               Miscarriages
               ,
               in
               Thought
               ,
               Word
               ,
               and
               Deed.
               The
               World
               has
               Abundance
               of
               These
               Apes
               and
               Owls
               in
               't
               :
               So
               that
               Whoever
               does
               but
               look
               about
               him
               ,
               will
               find
               so
               many
               Living
               Illustrations
               of
               This
               Emblem
               ,
               that
               more
               Words
               upon
               the
               Subject
               would
               be
               needless
               .
            
          
        
      
       
         
         
         
           THE
           FABLES
           OF
           ANIANUS
           ,
           &c.
           
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXV
             .
             An
             Oak
             and
             a
             Willow
             .
          
           
             THere
             happen'd
             a
             Controversie
             betwixt
             an
             Oak
             and
             a
             Willow
             ,
             upon
             the
             Subject
             of
             Strength
             ,
             Constancy
             and
             Patience
             ,
             and
             which
             of
             the
             Two
             should
             have
             the
             Preference
             .
             The
             Oak
             Upbraided
             the
             Willow
             ,
             that
             it
             was
             Weak
             and
             Wavering
             ,
             and
             gave
             way
             to
             Every
             Blast
             .
             The
             Willow
             made
             no
             Other
             Reply
             ,
             then
             that
             the
             next
             Tempest
             should
             Resolve
             That
             Question
             .
             Some
             very
             little
             while
             after
             This
             Dispute
             ,
             it
             Blew
             a
             Violent
             Storm
             .
             The
             Willow
             Ply'd
             ,
             and
             gave
             way
             to
             the
             Gust
             ,
             and
             still
             recover'd
             it self
             again
             ,
             without
             receiving
             any
             Damage
             :
             But
             the
             Oak
             was
             Stubborn
             ,
             and
             chose
             rather
             to
             Break
             then
             Bend.
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               A
               Stiff
               and
               a
               Stubborn
               Obstinacy
               ,
               is
               not
               so
               much
               Firmness
               ,
               and
               Resolution
               ,
               as
               Willfullness
               .
               A
               Wise
               and
               a
               Steady
               Man
               bends
               only
               in
               the
               Prospect
               of
               Rising
               again
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               are
               Many
               Cases
               ,
               and
               Many
               Seasons
               ,
               wherein
               ,
               Men
               must
               either
               Bend
               or
               Break
               :
               But
               Conscience
               ,
               Honour
               ,
               and
               Good
               Manners
               ,
               are
               first
               to
               be
               Consulted
               .
               When
               a
               Tree
               is
               Press'd
               with
               a
               strong
               Wind
               ,
               the
               Branches
               may
               Yield
               ,
               and
               yet
               the
               Root
               remain
               Firm.
               But
               Discretion
               is
               to
               Govern
               us
               ,
               where
               and
               when
               we
               may
               be
               Allow'd
               to
               Temporize
               ,
               and
               where
               ,
               and
               when
               not
               .
               When
               Bending
               or
               Breaking
               is
               the
               Question
               ,
               and
               Men
               have
               No
               Other
               Choice
               before
               them
               ,
               then
               either
               of
               Complying
               ,
               or
               of
               being
               Undone
               ;
               't
               is
               No
               Easie
               Matter
               to
               Distinguish
               ,
               Where
               ,
               When
               ,
               How
               ,
               or
               to
               What
               Degree
               ,
               to
               Yield
               to
               the
               Importunity
               of
               the
               Occasion
               ,
               or
               the
               Difficulty
               
               of
               the
               Times
               .
               It
               is
               a
               Certain
               Rule
               ,
               't
               is
               true
               (
               but
               a
               General
               One
               )
               That
               
                 No
                 Ill
                 is
                 to
                 be
                 done
                 that
                 Good
                 may
                 come
                 of
                 it
                 :
              
               Now
               the
               Point
               will
               be
               at
               last
               .
               what
               's
               Simply
               Good
               or
               Evil
               ;
               What
               in
               the
               Contemplation
               ;
               and
               how
               far
               the
               Intention
               ,
               or
               the
               Probable
               Consequences
               of
               such
               ,
               or
               such
               an
               Action
               ,
               may
               Qualifie
               the
               Case
               :
               Taking
               This
               Consideration
               along
               with
               us
               too
               ,
               that
               we
               are
               under
               a
               Great
               Temptation
               to
               be
               Partial
               in
               favour
               of
               our selves
               ,
               in
               the
               Matter
               of
               Ease
               ,
               Profit
               ,
               or
               Safety
               .
            
             
               The
               First
               Point
               to
               be
               Preserv'd
               Sacred
               ,
               and
               from
               whence
               a
               Man
               is
               never
               to
               Depart
               ,
               though
               for
               the
               Saving
               of
               his
               Life
               ,
               Liberty
               ,
               Popular
               Credit
               ,
               or
               Estate
               ;
               That
               First
               Point
               ,
               I
               say
               ,
               is
               Conscience
               .
               Now
               All
               Duties
               are
               Matter
               of
               Conscience
               ,
               respectively
               to
               the
               Subject
               that
               they
               are
               Exercis'd
               upon
               ;
               Only
               with
               This
               Restriction
               ,
               that
               a
               Superior
               Obligation
               Discharges
               ,
               or
               at
               least
               Suspends
               the
               Force
               of
               an
               Inferior
               :
               As
               to
               such
               a
               Circumstance
               for
               the
               Purpose
               ,
               such
               a
               Degree
               ,
               or
               such
               a
               Season
               .
               Now
               there
               are
               other
               Niceties
               also
               ,
               as
               of
               Honour
               ,
               Decency
               ,
               and
               Discretion
               ,
               Humanity
               ,
               Modesty
               ,
               Respect
               ,
               &c.
               that
               Border
               even
               upon
               the
               Indispensable
               Tyes
               of
               Religion
               it self
               ;
               and
               though
               they
               are
               Not
               Matter
               of
               Conscience
               ,
               Simply
               ,
               and
               Apart
               ,
               they
               are
               yet
               so
               Reductively
               ,
               with
               a
               Regard
               to
               Other
               Considerations
               :
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               though
               they
               are
               Not
               so
               in
               the
               Abstract
               ,
               they
               Become
               so
               by
               Affinity
               and
               Connexion
               :
               And
               such
               Civil
               Matters
               they
               are
               ,
               as
               fall
               within
               the
               Purlews
               of
               Religion
               .
               There
               are
               Tryals
               of
               Men
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               Tryals
               of
               Trees
               .
               Storms
               or
               Inundations
               are
               the
               same
               Thing
               to
               the
               One
               ,
               that
               the
               Iniquity
               of
               such
               or
               such
               an
               Age
               ,
               or
               Conjuncture
               ,
               is
               to
               the
               Other
               .
               Now'tis
               not
               Courage
               but
               Stomach
               ,
               that
               makes
               many
               People
               Break
               ,
               rather
               then
               they
               will
               Bend
               ;
               even
               though
               a
               Yielding
               upon
               That
               Puntillo
               (
               and
               with
               a
               Good
               Conscience
               too
               )
               might
               perhaps
               have
               sav'd
               a
               State.
               Fractures
               Undoubtedly
               are
               Dangerous
               ,
               where
               the
               Publick
               is
               to
               be
               Crush'd
               under
               the
               Ruine
               :
               But
               yet
               after
               All
               This
               Descanting
               ,
               and
               Modifying
               upon
               the
               Matter
               ,
               there
               's
               no
               less
               Hazzard
               on
               the
               Yielding-side
               too
               ,
               then
               there
               is
               on
               the
               other
               .
               Men
               may
               be
               Stiff
               and
               Obstinate
               ,
               upon
               a
               Wrong
               Ground
               ,
               and
               Men
               may
               Ply
               ,
               and
               Truckle
               too
               ,
               upon
               as
               False
               a
               Foundation
               .
               Our
               Bodies
               may
               be
               forc'd
               ,
               but
               our
               Minds
               Cannot
               :
               So
               that
               Humane
               Frailty
               is
               No
               Excuse
               for
               a
               Criminal
               Immorality
               .
               Where
               the
               Law
               of
               God
               and
               Nature
               Obliges
               me
               ,
               the
               Plea
               of
               Humane
               Frailty
               can
               Never
               Discharge
               me
               .
               There
               's
               as
               much
               Difference
               betwixt
               Bending
               and
               Sinking
               ,
               as
               there
               is
               betwixt
               Breaking
               and
               Bending
               .
               There
               must
               be
               no
               Contending
               with
               Insuperable
               Powers
               on
               the
               One
               Hand
               ,
               and
               no
               Departing
               from
               Indispensable
               Duties
               on
               the
               Other
               :
               Nor
               is
               it
               the
               Part
               ,
               either
               of
               a
               Christian
               ,
               or
               of
               a
               Man
               ,
               to
               Abandon
               his
               Post.
               Now
               the
               Just
               Medium
               of
               This
               Case
               lies
               betwixt
               the
               Pride
               ,
               and
               the
               Abjection
               of
               the
               Two
               Extreams
               .
               As
               the
               Willow
               ,
               for
               the
               Purpose
               ,
               Bows
               ,
               and
               Recovers
               ,
               and
               the
               Resignation
               is
               Crown'd
               and
               Rewarded
               in
               the
               Success
               .
               The
               Oak
               is
               Stubborn
               ,
               and
               Inflexible
               ,
               and
               the
               Punishment
               of
               That
               Stiffness
               ,
               is
               One
               Branch
               of
               the
               Allegory
               of
               This
               Fable
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXVI
             .
             A
             Fisherman
             and
             a
             Little
             Fish.
             
          
           
             AS
             an
             Angler
             was
             at
             his
             Sport
             ,
             he
             had
             the
             Hap
             to
             Draw
             up
             
               a
               very
               Little
               Fish
            
             from
             among
             the
             Fry.
             The
             Poor
             Wretch
             begg'd
             heartily
             to
             be
             thrown
             in
             again
             ;
             for
             says
             he
             ,
             I
             'm
             not
             come
             to
             my
             Growth
             yet
             ,
             and
             if
             you
             'l
             let
             me
             alone
             till
             I
             am
             Bigger
             ,
             Your
             Purchase
             will
             turn
             to
             a
             Better
             Account
             .
             Well!
             says
             the
             Man
             ,
             but
             I
             'd
             rather
             have
             a
             Little
             Fish
             in
             Possession
             ,
             then
             a
             Great
             One
             in
             Reversion
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               Wisdom
               to
               take
               what
               we
               May
               ,
               while
               't
               is
               to
               be
               Had
               ,
               even
               if
               it
               were
               but
               for
               Mortality
               sake
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               's
               no
               Parting
               with
               a
               Certainty
               for
               an
               Uncertainty
               .
               But
               This
               Fable
               is
               abundantly
               Moraliz'd
               Elsewhere
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXVII
             .
             An
             Ant
             and
             a
             Grasshopper
             .
          
           
             AS
             the
             Ants
             were
             Airing
             their
             Provisions
             One
             Winter
             ,
             Up
             comes
             a
             Hungry
             Grasshopper
             to
             'em
             ,
             and
             begs
             a
             Charity
             .
             They
             told
             him
             that
             he
             should
             have
             Wrought
             in
             Summer
             ,
             if
             he
             would
             not
             have
             Wanted
             in
             Winter
             .
             Well
             says
             the
             Grasshopper
             ,
             but
             I
             was
             not
             Idle
             neither
             ;
             for
             I
             Sung
             out
             the
             Whole
             Season
             .
             Nay
             then
             ,
             said
             they
             ,
             You
             shall
             e'en
             do
             Well
             to
             make
             a
             Merry
             Year
             on
             't
             ,
             and
             Dance
             in
             Winter
             to
             the
             Tune
             that
             You
             Sung
             in
             Summer
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               A
               Life
               of
               Sloth
               is
               the
               Life
               of
               a
               Brute
               ;
               but
               Action
               and
               Industry
               is
               the
               Bus'ness
               of
               a
               Great
               ,
               a
               Wise
               ,
               and
               a
               Good
               Man.
               
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               HERE
               's
               a
               Reproof
               to
               Men
               of
               Sensuality
               ,
               and
               Pleasure
               .
               The
               Moral
               Preaches
               Industry
               ,
               and
               Beats
               down
               Sloth
               ,
               and
               Shews
               that
               After-wit
               is
               Nothing
               Worth.
               It
               must
               be
               an
               Industrious
               Youth
               that
               provides
               against
               the
               Inconveniencies
               ,
               and
               Necessities
               of
               Old
               Age
               ;
               And
               He
               that
               Fools
               away
               the
               One
               ,
               must
               either
               Beg
               or
               Starve
               in
               the
               Other
               .
               
                 Go
                 to
                 the
                 Ant
                 thou
                 Sluggard
              
               ;
               (
               says
               the
               Wise-man
               )
               which
               in
               Few
               Words
               Summs
               up
               the
               Moral
               of
               This
               Fable
               .
               'T
               is
               Hard
               to
               say
               of
               Laziness
               ,
               or
               Luxury
               ,
               whether
               it
               be
               the
               more
               Scandalous
               ,
               or
               the
               more
               Dangerous
               Evil.
               The
               very
               Soul
               of
               the
               Slothful
               ,
               does
               Effectually
               but
               lie
               Drowzing
               in
               his
               Body
               ,
               and
               the
               Whole
               Man
               is
               Totally
               given
               up
               to
               his
               Senses
               :
               Whereas
               the
               Profit
               and
               the
               Comfort
               of
               Industry
               ,
               is
               Substantial
               ,
               Firm
               ,
               and
               Lasting
               ;
               The
               Blessings
               of
               Security
               and
               Plenty
               go
               along
               with
               it
               ,
               and
               it
               is
               never
               out
               of
               Season
               .
               What
               's
               the
               Grass-hoppers
               Entertainment
               now
               ,
               but
               a
               Summers
               Song
               ?
               A
               Vain
               .
               and
               an
               Empty
               Pleasure
               ?
               Let
               it
               be
               Understood
               however
               ,
               that
               we
               are
               not
               to
               Pass
               Avarice
               upon
               the
               World
               under
               the
               Title
               of
               
                 Good
                 Husbandry
              
               ,
               and
               Thrift
               :
               and
               under
               That
               Cover
               to
               Extinguish
               Charity
               by
               not
               Distributing
               the
               Fruits
               of
               it
               .
               We
               are
               in
               the
               First
               Place
               ,
               to
               Consult
               our
               Own
               Necessities
               ,
               but
               we
               are
               Then
               to
               Consider
               in
               the
               Second
               Place
               ,
               that
               the
               Necessities
               of
               our
               Neighbours
               have
               a
               Christian
               Right
               to
               a
               Part
               of
               what
               we
               have
               to
               Spare
               .
               For
               the
               Common
               Offices
               of
               Humanity
               ,
               are
               as
               much
               Duties
               of
               Self-Preservation
               ,
               as
               what
               Every
               Individual
               Contributes
               to
               it
               's
               Own
               Well-Being
               .
               It
               is
               in
               short
               ,
               the
               Great
               Interest
               and
               Obligation
               of
               Particulars
               ,
               to
               Advance
               the
               Good
               of
               the
               Community
               .
            
             
               The
               Stress
               of
               This
               Moral
               lies
               upon
               the
               Preference
               of
               Honest
               Labour
               to
               Idleness
               ;
               and
               the
               Refusal
               of
               Relief
               on
               the
               One
               Hand
               ,
               is
               intended
               only
               for
               a
               Reproof
               to
               the
               Inconsiderate
               Loss
               of
               Opportunity
               on
               the
               Other
               .
               This
               does
               not
               Hinder
               yet
               ,
               but
               that
               the
               Ants
               ,
               out
               of
               their
               Abundance
               ,
               ought
               to
               have
               Reliev'd
               the
               Grasshopper
               in
               her
               Distress
               ,
               though
               't
               was
               her
               Own
               Fault
               that
               brought
               her
               to
               't
               :
               For
               if
               One
               Man's
               Faults
               could
               Discharge
               Another
               Man
               of
               his
               Duty
               ,
               there
               would
               be
               no
               longer
               any
               Place
               left
               for
               the
               Common
               Offices
               of
               Society
               .
               To
               Conclude
               ,
               We
               have
               our
               Failings
               ,
               Every
               Mothers
               Child
               of
               us
               ,
               and
               the
               Improvidence
               of
               my
               Neighbour
               must
               not
               make
               Me
               Inhumane
               .
               The
               Ant
               did
               well
               to
               Reprove
               the
               Grasshopper
               for
               her
               Slothfulness
               ;
               but
               she
               did
               Ill
               then
               to
               refuse
               her
               a
               Charity
               in
               her
               Distress
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXVIII
             .
             A
             Bull
             and
             a
             Goat
             .
          
           
             A
             Bull
             that
             was
             Hard
             Press'd
             by
             a
             Lyon
             ,
             ran
             directly
             toward
             a
             Goat-Stall
             ,
             to
             Save
             Himself
             .
             The
             Goat
             made
             Good
             the
             Door
             ,
             and
             Head
             to
             Head
             Disputed
             the
             Passage
             with
             him
             .
             Well!
             says
             the
             Bull
             ,
             with
             Indignation
             ,
             If
             I
             had
             not
             a
             more
             Dangerous
             Enemy
             at
             my
             Heels
             ,
             then
             I
             have
             Before
             me
             ,
             I
             should
             soon
             Teach
             you
             the
             Difference
             betwixt
             the
             Force
             of
             a
             Bull
             ,
             and
             of
             a
             Goat
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               no
               Time
               to
               Stand
               Quarrelling
               with
               Every
               Little
               Fellow
               ,
               when
               Men
               of
               Power
               are
               Pursuing
               us
               upon
               the
               Heel
               to
               the
               very
               Death
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               IT
               is
               Matter
               of
               Prudence
               ,
               and
               Necessity
               ;
               for
               People
               in
               many
               Cases
               to
               put
               up
               the
               Injuries
               of
               a
               Weaker
               Enemy
               ,
               for
               fear
               of
               Incurring
               the
               Displeasure
               of
               a
               Stronger
               .
               Baudoin
               fancies
               the
               Bull
               to
               be
               the
               Emblem
               of
               a
               Man
               in
               Distress
               ,
               and
               the
               Goat
               Insulting
               over
               him
               ;
               and
               Moralizes
               upon
               it
               after
               This
               Manner
               .
               [
               
                 There
                 's
                 Nothing
                 that
                 a
                 Courtier
                 more
                 Dreads
                 and
                 Abhors
                 ,
                 then
                 a
                 Man
                 in
                 Disgrace
                 ;
                 and
                 he
                 is
                 presently
                 made
                 All
                 the
                 Fools
                 and
                 Knaves
                 in
                 Nature
                 upon
                 't
                 :
                 For
                 He
                 that
                 's
                 Unfortunate
                 is
                 Consequently
                 Guilty
                 of
                 All
                 manner
                 of
                 Crimes
                 .
              
               ]
               He
               Applies
               This
               Character
               to
               those
               that
               Persecute
               Widows
               and
               Orphans
               ,
               and
               Trample
               upon
               the
               Afflicted
               ;
               though
               not
               without
               some
               Violence
               Methinks
               ,
               to
               the
               Genuine
               Intent
               of
               This
               Figure
               ;
               for
               the
               Goat
               was
               only
               Passive
               ;
               and
               his
               Bus'ness
               was
               ,
               without
               any
               Insolence
               ,
               or
               Injustice
               ,
               to
               Defend
               his
               Free-Hold
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXIX.
             A
             Nurse
             and
             a
             Wolfe
             .
          
           
             AS
             a
             Wolfe
             was
             Hunting
             up
             and
             down
             for
             his
             Supper
             ,
             he
             pass'd
             by
             a
             Door
             where
             a
             Little
             Child
             was
             Bawling
             ,
             and
             an
             Old
             Woman
             Chiding
             it
             .
             
               Leave
               your
               Vixen-Tricks
            
             ,
             says
             the
             
               Woman
               ,
               or
               I
               'l
               throw
               ye
               to
               the
               Wolfe
               .
            
             The
             Wolfe
             Over-heard
             her
             ,
             and
             Waited
             a
             pretty
             While
             ,
             in
             hope
             the
             Woman
             would
             be
             as
             good
             as
             her
             Word
             ;
             but
             No
             Child
             coming
             ,
             away
             goes
             the
             Wolfe
             for
             That
             Bout.
             He
             took
             his
             Walk
             the
             Same
             Way
             again
             toward
             the
             Evening
             ,
             and
             the
             Nurse
             he
             found
             had
             Chang'd
             her
             Note
             ;
             for
             
             she
             was
             Then
             Muzzling
             ,
             and
             Cokesing
             of
             it
             .
             
               That
               's
               a
               Good
               Dear
            
             ,
             says
             she
             ,
             
               If
               the
               Wolfe
               comes
               for
               My
               Child
               ,
               We
               'll
               e'en
               Beat
               his
               Brains
               out
               .
            
             The
             Wolfe
             went
             Muttering
             away
             upon
             't
             .
             There
             's
             No
             Meddling
             with
             People
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             that
             say
             One
             Thing
             and
             Mean
             Another
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               Fear
               more
               then
               Love
               that
               makes
               Good
               Men
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               Good
               Children
               ,
               and
               when
               Fair
               Words
               ,
               and
               Good
               Councel
               will
               not
               Prevail
               upon
               us
               ,
               we
               must
               be
               Frighted
               into
               our
               Duty
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Heart
               and
               Tongue
               of
               a
               Woman
               are
               commonly
               a
               Great
               way
               asunder
               .
               And
               it
               may
               bear
               Another
               Moral
               ;
               which
               is
               ,
               that
               't
               is
               with
               Froward
               Men
               ,
               and
               Froward
               Factions
               too
               ,
               as
               't
               is
               with
               Froward
               Children
               ,
               They
               'll
               be
               sooner
               Quieted
               by
               Fear
               ,
               and
               Rough
               Dealing
               ,
               then
               by
               any
               Sense
               of
               Duty
               or
               Good
               Nature
               .
               There
               would
               be
               no
               Living
               in
               This
               World
               without
               
                 Penal
                 Laws
              
               ,
               and
               Conditions
               .
               And
               
                 Do
                 or
                 Do
                 not
              
               ,
               This
               or
               That
               at
               your
               Peril
               ,
               is
               as
               Reasonable
               ,
               and
               Necessary
               in
               Families
               as
               it
               is
               in
               Governments
               .
               It
               is
               a
               Truth
               Imprinted
               in
               the
               Hearts
               of
               All
               Mankind
               ,
               that
               the
               
                 Gibbets
                 ,
                 Pillories
              
               ,
               and
               the
               Whipping-Posts
               make
               more
               Converts
               then
               the
               Pulpits
               :
               As
               the
               Child
               did
               more
               here
               for
               fear
               of
               the
               Wolfe
               ,
               then
               for
               the
               Love
               of
               the
               Nurse
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXX
             .
             An
             Eagle
             and
             a
             Tortoise
             .
          
           
             A
             Tortoise
             was
             thinking
             with
             himself
             ,
             how
             Irksom
             a
             sort
             of
             Life
             it
             was
             ,
             to
             spend
             All
             his
             Days
             in
             a
             Hole
             ,
             with
             a
             a
             House
             upon
             his
             Head
             ,
             when
             so
             many
             Other
             Creatures
             had
             the
             Liberty
             to
             Divert
             Themselves
             in
             the
             Free
             ,
             Fresh
             Air
             ,
             and
             to
             Ramble
             about
             at
             Pleasure
             .
             So
             that
             the
             Humor
             took
             him
             One
             Day
             ,
             and
             he
             must
             needs
             get
             an
             Eagle
             to
             Teach
             him
             to
             Fly.
             The
             Eagle
             would
             fain
             have
             put
             him
             off
             ,
             and
             told
             him
             't
             was
             a
             Thing
             against
             Nature
             ,
             and
             Common
             Sense
             ;
             but
             (
             according
             to
             the
             Freak
             of
             the
             Wilful
             Part
             of
             the
             World
             )
             the
             More
             the
             One
             was
             Against
             it
             ,
             the
             More
             the
             Other
             was
             For
             it
             :
             And
             when
             the
             Eagle
             saw
             that
             the
             Tortoise
             would
             not
             be
             said
             Nay
             ,
             she
             took
             him
             up
             a
             matter
             of
             Steeple-high
             into
             the
             Air
             ,
             and
             there
             turn'd
             him
             Loose
             to
             shift
             for
             Himself
             .
             That
             is
             to
             say
             ;
             she
             dropt
             him
             down
             ,
             Squab
             upon
             a
             Rock
             ,
             that
             Dash'd
             him
             to
             Pieces
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Nothing
               can
               be
               either
               Safe
               ,
               or
               Easy
               that
               's
               Unnatural
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               shews
               us
               ,
               how
               Unnatural
               a
               Vanity
               it
               is
               ,
               for
               a
               Creature
               that
               was
               Made
               for
               One
               Condition
               ,
               to
               Aspire
               to
               Another
               .
               The
               Tortoise's
               Place
               was
               upon
               the
               Sands
               ,
               not
               among
               the
               Stars
               ;
               and
               if
               he
               had
               kept
               to
               his
               Station
               ,
               he
               would
               have
               been
               in
               No
               Danger
               of
               Falling
               .
               Many
               a
               Fool
               has
               Good
               Councel
               Offer'd
               him
               ,
               that
               has
               not
               either
               the
               Wit
               ,
               or
               the
               Grace
               to
               Take
               it
               ;
               and
               his
               Willfulness
               commonly
               Ends
               in
               his
               Ruine
               .
            
             
               Every
               thing
               in
               Nature
               has
               it's
               Appointed
               Place
               ,
               and
               Condition
               ,
               and
               there
               's
               No
               putting
               a
               Force
               upon
               any
               thing
               ,
               contrary
               to
               the
               Biass
               and
               Intent
               of
               it's
               Institution
               .
               What
               Bus'ness
               has
               a
               Tortoise
               among
               the
               Clouds
               ?
               Or
               why
               may
               not
               the
               Earth
               it self
               as
               well
               Covet
               a
               Higher
               Place
               ,
               as
               any
               Creature
               that
               's
               Confin'd
               to
               't
               ?
               It
               is
               ,
               in
               short
               ,
               a
               Silly
               ,
               an
               Extravagant
               ,
               and
               in
               Truth
               ,
               so
               Impious
               a
               Fancy
               ,
               that
               there
               can
               hardly
               be
               a
               Greater
               Folly
               then
               to
               Wish
               ,
               or
               but
               so
               much
               as
               to
               Suppose
               it
               :
               But
               there
               's
               an
               Ambition
               in
               Mean
               Creatures
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               in
               Mean
               Souls
               .
               So
               many
               Ridiculous
               Upstarts
               as
               we
               find
               Promoted
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               we
               may
               Imagine
               to
               be
               so
               many
               Tortoises
               in
               the
               Air
               ;
               and
               when
               they
               have
               Flutter'd
               there
               a
               While
               ,
               like
               Paper-Kites
               ,
               for
               the
               Boys
               to
               stare
               at
               ,
               He
               that
               took
               them
               up
               ,
               grows
               either
               Asham'd
               ,
               or
               Weary
               of
               them
               ,
               and
               so
               lets
               them
               Drop
               again
               ;
               and
               ,
               with
               the
               Devil
               Himself
               ,
               e'en
               leaves
               them
               where
               he
               found
               them
               .
               This
               may
               serve
               to
               put
               a
               Check
               to
               the
               Vanity
               and
               Folly
               of
               an
               Unruly
               Ambition
               ;
               that
               's
               Deaf
               ,
               not
               only
               to
               the
               Advice
               of
               Friends
               ,
               but
               to
               the
               Councels
               and
               Monitions
               of
               the
               very
               Spirit
               of
               Reason
               it self
               :
               For
               Flying
               without
               Wings
               is
               All
               one
               with
               Working
               without
               Means
               .
               We
               see
               a
               Thousand
               Instances
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               Every
               jot
               as
               Ridiculous
               as
               This
               in
               the
               Fable
               .
               That
               is
               to
               say
               of
               Men
               that
               are
               Made
               for
               One
               Condition
               ,
               and
               yet
               Affect
               Another
               .
               What
               Signifies
               the
               Fiction
               of
               Phaeton
               in
               the
               Chariot
               of
               the
               Sun
               ?
               The
               Frog
               vying
               Bulk
               with
               an
               Oxe
               ;
               or
               the
               Tortoise
               Riding
               upon
               the
               Wings
               of
               the
               Wind
               ;
               but
               to
               Prescribe
               Bounds
               and
               Measures
               to
               our
               Exorbitant
               Passions
               ;
               and
               at
               the
               same
               time
               ,
               to
               shew
               us
               upon
               the
               Issue
               that
               All
               Unnatural
               Pretensions
               are
               Attended
               with
               a
               Certain
               Ruine
               ?
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXXI
             .
             An
             
               Old
               Crab
            
             and
             a
             Young.
             
          
           
             CHild
             ,
             (
             says
             the
             Mother
             )
             You
             must
             Use
             your self
             to
             Walk
             Streight
             ,
             without
             Skewing
             ,
             and
             Shailing
             so
             Every
             step
             you
             set
             :
             Pray
             Mother
             (
             says
             the
             
               Young
               Crab
            
             )
             do
             but
             set
             the
             Example
             your self
             ,
             and
             I
             'll
             follow
             ye
             .
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXXII
             .
             The
             Goose
             and
             Gosselin
             .
          
           
             WHY
             do
             you
             go
             Nodding
             ,
             and
             Waggling
             so
             like
             a
             Fool
             ,
             as
             if
             you
             were
             Hipshot
             ?
             says
             the
             Goose
             to
             her
             Gosselin
             .
             The
             
               Young
               One
            
             try'd
             to
             Mend
             it
             ,
             but
             Could
             not
             ;
             and
             so
             the
             Mother
             ty'd
             Little
             Sticks
             to
             her
             Legs
             ,
             to
             keep
             her
             Upright
             :
             But
             the
             
               Little
               One
            
             Complain'd
             then
             ,
             that
             she
             could
             neither
             Swim
             ,
             nor
             Dabble
             with
             '
             em
             .
             Well
             ,
             says
             the
             Mother
             ,
             Do
             but
             hold
             up
             your
             Head
             at
             least
             .
             The
             Gosselin
             Endeavour'd
             to
             do
             That
             too
             ;
             but
             upon
             the
             Stretching
             out
             of
             her
             Long
             Neck
             ,
             she
             complain'd
             that
             she
             could
             not
             see
             the
             Way
             before
             her
             :
             Nay
             then
             ,
             says
             the
             Goose
             ,
             if
             it
             will
             be
             no
             Better
             ,
             e'en
             carry
             your
             Head
             and
             your
             Feet
             ,
             as
             your
             Elders
             have
             done
             before
             ye
             .
          
           
             
               The
               Moral
               of
               the
               Two
               Fables
               above
               .
            
             
               Ill
               Examples
               Corrupt
               even
               the
               Best
               Dispositions
               ,
               but
               we
               must
               Distinguish
               betwixt
               Natural
               and
               Moral
               Actions
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               IT
               is
               Time
               Lost
               to
               Advise
               Others
               to
               do
               what
               we
               either
               Do
               not
               ,
               or
               Cannot
               do
               Our Selves
               .
               There
               's
               no
               Crossing
               of
               Nature
               ;
               but
               the
               Best
               way
               is
               to
               rest
               Contented
               with
               the
               Ordinary
               Condition
               of
               Things
               .
               'T
               is
               but
               so
               much
               Labour
               thrown
               away
               ,
               to
               Attempt
               the
               Altering
               of
               Instincts
               ,
               or
               the
               Curing
               of
               Ill
               Habits
               .
            
             
               Example
               Works
               a
               great
               Deal
               more
               then
               Precept
               ;
               for
               Words
               without
               Practice
               ,
               are
               but
               Councels
               without
               Effect
               .
               When
               we
               Do
               as
               we
               say
               ,
               't
               is
               a
               Confirmation
               of
               the
               Rule
               ;
               but
               when
               our
               Lives
               and
               Doctrines
               do
               not
               Agree
               ,
               it
               looks
               as
               if
               the
               Lesson
               were
               either
               too
               Hard
               for
               us
               ,
               or
               the
               Advice
               ,
               not
               worth
               the
               While
               to
               Follow.
               We
               should
               see
               to
               Mend
               our
               Own
               Manners
               ,
               before
               we
               Meddle
               to
               Reform
               our
               Neighbours
               ,
               and
               not
               Condemn
               Others
               for
               what
               we
               do
               our Selves
               :
               Especially
               where
               they
               follow
               the
               Nature
               of
               their
               Kind
               ,
               and
               in
               so
               doing
               ,
               Do
               as
               they
               Ought
               to
               do
               .
               Let
               Every
               thing
               Move
               ,
               March
               ,
               and
               Govern
               it self
               ,
               according
               to
               the
               Proper
               Disposition
               of
               the
               Creature
               ;
               for
               it
               would
               be
               Every
               Jot
               as
               Incongruous
               ,
               for
               a
               Crab
               to
               Walk
               like
               a
               Man
               ,
               as
               for
               a
               Man
               to
               Walk
               like
               a
               Crab.
               This
               may
               be
               apply'd
               to
               the
               Lessons
               that
               are
               given
               us
               for
               the
               Ordering
               of
               our
               Lives
               and
               Families
               .
               But
               above
               All
               Things
               ,
               Children
               should
               not
               be
               Betray'd
               into
               the
               Love
               and
               Practice
               of
               any
               thing
               that
               is
               Amiss
               ,
               by
               Setting
               Evil
               Examples
               before
               them
               ;
               for
               their
               Talent
               is
               only
               Imitation
               ;
               and
               't
               is
               Ill
               Trusting
               Mimicks
               in
               such
               a
               Case
               ,
               without
               a
               Judgment
               to
               Distinguish
               .
            
             
               This
               Allegory
               may
               pass
               for
               a
               very
               Good
               Lecture
               to
               Governors
               ,
               Parents
               ,
               and
               Tutors
               ,
               to
               behave
               themselves
               Reverently
               both
               in
               Word
               and
               Deed
               ,
               before
               their
               Pupils
               ,
               with
               a
               kind
               of
               Awful
               Tenderness
               for
               
               the
               Innocency
               and
               Simplicity
               of
               Youth
               .
               For
               Examples
               of
               Vices
               ,
               or
               Weaknesses
               ,
               have
               the
               same
               Effect
               upon
               Children
               ,
               with
               Examples
               of
               Vertue
               ;
               Nay
               it
               holds
               in
               Publique
               too
               as
               well
               as
               in
               Private
               ,
               that
               the
               Words
               and
               Actions
               of
               our
               Superiors
               have
               the
               Authority
               and
               Force
               of
               a
               Recommendation
               .
               
                 Regis
                 ad
                 Exemplum
              
               ,
               is
               so
               True
               ,
               that
               't
               is
               Morally
               Impossible
               to
               have
               a
               Sober
               People
               under
               a
               Mad
               Government
               .
               For
               where
               Lewdness
               is
               the
               Way
               to
               Preferment
               ,
               Men
               are
               Wicked
               by
               Interest
               ,
               as
               well
               by
               Imitation
               :
               But
               to
               Return
               to
               the
               Stress
               of
               the
               Fable
               ,
               Let
               a
               Goose
               Walk
               like
               a
               Goose
               ,
               and
               leave
               Nature
               to
               do
               her
               Own
               Bus'ness
               her
               Own
               Way
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXXIII.
             The
             Sun
             and
             the
             Wind.
             
          
           
             THere
             happen'd
             a
             Controversy
             betwixt
             the
             Sun
             and
             the
             Wind
             ,
             which
             was
             the
             Stronger
             of
             the
             Two
             ;
             and
             they
             put
             the
             Point
             upon
             This
             Issue
             :
             There
             was
             a
             Traveller
             upon
             the
             Way
             ,
             and
             which
             of
             the
             Two
             could
             make
             That
             Fellow
             Quit
             his
             Cloak
             should
             carry
             the
             Cause
             .
             The
             Wind
             fell
             presently
             a
             Storming
             ,
             and
             threw
             Hail-Shot
             over
             and
             above
             in
             the
             very
             Teeth
             of
             him
             .
             The
             Man
             Wraps
             himself
             up
             ,
             and
             keeps
             Advancing
             still
             in
             spight
             of
             the
             Weather
             :
             But
             This
             Gust
             in
             a
             short
             Time
             Blew
             over
             ;
             and
             then
             the
             Sun
             Brake
             out
             ,
             and
             fell
             to
             Work
             upon
             him
             with
             his
             Beams
             ;
             but
             still
             he
             Pushes
             forward
             ,
             Sweating
             ,
             and
             Panting
             ,
             till
             in
             the
             End
             he
             was
             forc'd
             to
             Quit
             his
             Cloak
             ,
             and
             lay
             himself
             down
             upon
             the
             Ground
             in
             a
             Cool
             Shade
             for
             his
             Relief
             :
             So
             that
             the
             Sun
             ,
             in
             the
             Conclusion
             ,
             carry'd
             the
             Point
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Reason
               and
               Resolution
               will
               Support
               a
               Man
               against
               All
               the
               Violences
               of
               Malice
               and
               Fortune
               ;
               but
               in
               a
               Wallowing
               Qualm
               ,
               a
               Man's
               Heart
               and
               Resolution
               fails
               him
               ,
               for
               want
               of
               Fit
               Matter
               to
               Work
               upon
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               a
               Part
               of
               Good
               Discretion
               in
               All
               Contests
               ,
               to
               Consider
               over
               and
               over
               ,
               the
               Power
               ,
               the
               Strength
               ,
               and
               the
               Interest
               of
               our
               Adversary
               ;
               and
               likewise
               again
               ,
               that
               though
               One
               Man
               may
               be
               more
               Robust
               then
               Another
               ,
               That
               Force
               may
               be
               Baffled
               yet
               by
               Skill
               and
               Address
               .
               It
               is
               in
               the
               Bus'ness
               of
               Life
               as
               it
               is
               in
               a
               Storm
               ,
               or
               a
               Calm
               at
               Sea
               :
               The
               Blast
               may
               be
               Impetuous
               ;
               but
               seldom
               lasts
               long
               ;
               and
               though
               the
               Vessel
               be
               Press'd
               never
               so
               Hard
               ,
               a
               Skilful
               Steers-man
               will
               yet
               bear
               up
               against
               it
               :
               But
               in
               a
               Dead
               Calm
               ,
               a
               Man
               loses
               his
               Spirits
               ,
               and
               lies
               in
               a
               Manner
               Expos'd
               ,
               as
               the
               Scorn
               and
               Spectacle
               of
               Ill
               Fortune
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXXIV.
             An
             Ass
             in
             a
             Lyon's
             Skin
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Freak
             took
             an
             Ass
             in
             the
             Head
             ,
             to
             Scoure
             abroad
             upon
             the
             Ramble
             ;
             and
             away
             he
             goes
             into
             the
             Woods
             ,
             Masquerading
             up
             and
             down
             in
             a
             
               Lyon's
               Skin
            
             .
             The
             World
             was
             his
             Own
             for
             a
             while
             ,
             and
             wherever
             he
             went
             ,
             Man
             and
             Beast
             Fled
             before
             him
             :
             But
             he
             had
             the
             Hap
             in
             the
             Conclusion
             ,
             partly
             by
             his
             Voice
             ,
             and
             partly
             by
             his
             Ears
             ,
             to
             be
             Discover'd
             ,
             and
             consequently
             Uncas'd
             ,
             well
             Laugh'd
             at
             ,
             and
             well
             Cudgell'd
             for
             his
             Pains
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               World
               abounds
               in
               Terrible
               Fansarons
               ,
               in
               the
               Masque
               of
               Men
               of
               Honour
               :
               But
               These
               Braggadocio's
               are
               Easy
               to
               be
               Detected
               ;
               for
               no
               Counterfeit
               of
               any
               Good
               Quality
               or
               Vertue
               whatsoever
               ,
               will
               abide
               the
               Test.
               
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               's
               Nothing
               more
               Frequent
               ,
               or
               more
               Ridiculous
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               then
               for
               an
               Ass
               to
               Dress
               himself
               up
               like
               a
               Lyon
               :
               A
               Dunce
               sets
               up
               for
               a
               Doctor
               ;
               a
               Beggar
               for
               a
               Man
               of
               Estate
               ;
               a
               Scoundrel
               for
               a
               Cavalier
               ;
               a
               Polrcon
               for
               a
               Sword-man
               :
               But
               Every
               Fool
               still
               has
               some
               Mark
               or
               other
               to
               be
               Known
               by
               ,
               thorough
               All
               Disguises
               ;
               and
               the
               More
               he
               takes
               upon
               him
               ,
               the
               Arranter
               Sot
               he
               makes
               Himself
               ,
               when
               he
               comes
               to
               be
               Unmasqu'd
               .
            
             
               Every
               Fool
               ,
               or
               Fools
               Fellow
               ,
               carries
               More
               or
               Less
               ,
               in
               his
               Face
               ,
               the
               Signature
               of
               his
               Manners
               ,
               though
               the
               Character
               may
               be
               much
               more
               Legible
               in
               some
               ,
               then
               in
               Others
               ;
               As
               the
               Ass
               was
               found
               out
               by
               his
               Voice
               and
               by
               his
               Ears
               .
               Let
               him
               keep
               his
               Words
               betwixt
               his
               Teeth
               ,
               and
               he
               may
               pass
               Muster
               perhaps
               for
               a
               Man
               of
               some
               Sense
               ;
               but
               if
               he
               comes
               to
               Open
               once
               ,
               he
               's
               Lost
               :
               For
               Nature
               never
               put
               the
               Tongue
               of
               a
               Philosopher
               into
               the
               Mouth
               of
               a
               Coxcomb
               :
               But
               however
               ,
               let
               him
               be
               ,
               in
               truth
               ,
               what
               he
               Will
               ,
               he
               is
               yet
               so
               Conscious
               of
               what
               he
               Ought
               to
               be
               ,
               that
               he
               makes
               it
               his
               Business
               to
               pass
               for
               what
               he
               is
               not
               :
               And
               in
               the
               Matter
               of
               Counterfeits
               ,
               it
               is
               with
               Men
               ,
               as
               it
               is
               with
               False
               Mony
               :
               One
               Piece
               is
               more
               or
               less
               Passable
               then
               Another
               ,
               as
               it
               happens
               to
               have
               more
               or
               less
               Sense
               ,
               or
               Sterling
               in
               the
               Mixture
               .
               One
               General
               Mark
               of
               an
               Impostor
               is
               This
               ;
               That
               he
               Out-does
               the
               Original
               ;
               As
               the
               Ass
               here
               in
               the
               Lyon-skin
               ,
               made
               Fifty
               times
               more
               Clutter
               then
               the
               Lyon
               would
               have
               done
               in
               his
               Own
               ;
               And
               Himself
               Fifty
               times
               the
               more
               Ridiculous
               for
               the
               Disguise
               .
            
             
               If
               a
               Man
               turn
               his
               Thoughts
               now
               from
               This
               Fancy
               in
               the
               Forrest
               ,
               to
               the
               Sober
               Truth
               of
               Daily
               Experience
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               he
               shall
               find
               Asses
               in
               the
               Skins
               of
               Men
               ,
               Infinitely
               more
               Contemptible
               then
               
                 This
                 Ass
              
               in
               the
               Skin
               of
               a
               Lyon.
               How
               many
               Terrible
               Asses
               have
               we
               seen
               in
               the
               Garb
               of
               Men
               of
               Honour
               !
               How
               many
               Insipid
               ,
               and
               Illiterate
               Fops
               ,
               that
               take
               upon
               them
               to
               Retail
               Politiques
               ,
               and
               sit
               for
               the
               Picture
               of
               Men
               of
               State
               !
               How
               
               many
               Iudas's
               with
               
                 Hail
                 Master
              
               in
               their
               Mouths
               !
               How
               many
               Church-Robbers
               that
               Write
               themselves
               Reformers
               !
               In
               One
               Word
               ,
               Men
               do
               Naturally
               love
               to
               bethought
               Greater
               ,
               Wiser
               ,
               Holier
               ,
               Braver
               ,
               and
               Juster
               then
               they
               Are
               ;
               and
               in
               fine
               ,
               Better
               Qualify'd
               in
               All
               Those
               Faculties
               that
               may
               give
               them
               Reputation
               among
               the
               People
               ,
               then
               we
               find
               'em
               to
               be
               .
            
             
               The
               Moral
               of
               This
               Fable
               Hits
               all
               sorts
               of
               Arrogant
               Pretenders
               ,
               and
               runs
               Effectually
               into
               the
               Whole
               Bus'ness
               of
               Humane
               Life
               .
               We
               have
               it
               in
               the
               very
               Cabinets
               ,
               and
               Councels
               of
               State
               ,
               the
               Bar
               ,
               the
               Bench
               ,
               the
               Change
               ,
               the
               Schools
               ,
               the
               Pulpits
               ;
               All
               Places
               ,
               in
               short
               ,
               are
               full
               of
               Quacks
               ,
               Jugglers
               and
               Plagiaries
               ,
               that
               set
               up
               for
               Men
               of
               Quality
               ,
               Conscience
               ,
               Philosophy
               ,
               and
               Religion
               .
               So
               that
               there
               are
               Asses
               with
               
                 Short
                 Ears
              
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               with
               Long
               ,
               and
               in
               Robes
               of
               Silk
               and
               Dignity
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               in
               Skins
               of
               Hair.
               In
               Conclusion
               ,
               An
               Ass
               of
               the
               
                 Long
                 Robe
              
               ,
               when
               he
               comes
               once
               to
               be
               Detected
               ,
               looks
               Infinitely
               Sillier
               ,
               then
               he
               would
               have
               done
               in
               his
               own
               Shape
               :
               Neither
               is
               Aesop's
               Ass
               Laugh'd
               at
               here
               for
               his
               Ears
               ,
               or
               for
               his
               Voice
               ,
               but
               for
               his
               Vanity
               ,
               and
               Pretence
               ;
               for
               T'other
               is
               but
               according
               to
               his
               own
               Kind
               and
               Nature
               ;
               and
               Every
               thing
               is
               Well
               and
               Best
               ,
               while
               it
               Continues
               to
               be
               as
               God
               made
               it
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXXV.
             A
             Fox
             and
             a
             Worm
             .
          
           
             A
             Worm
             put
             forth
             his
             Head
             out
             of
             a
             Dunghil
             ,
             and
             made
             Proclamation
             of
             his
             Skill
             in
             Physick
             .
             Pray
             ,
             says
             the
             Fox
             ,
             Begin
             with
             your
             Own
             Infirmities
             before
             you
             Meddle
             with
             other
             Peoples
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Physician
               Cure
               thy Self
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               SAYING
               and
               Doing
               are
               Two
               Things
               .
               
                 Physician
                 Cure
                 thy self
              
               ,
               Preaches
               to
               us
               upon
               This
               Fable
               .
               Every
               Man
               does
               Best
               in
               his
               own
               Trade
               ,
               and
               
                 the
                 Cobler
                 is
                 not
                 to
                 go
                 beyond
                 his
                 Last
                 .
              
               We
               have
               of
               These
               Dunghil-Pretenders
               ,
               in
               All
               Professions
               ,
               and
               but
               too
               many
               of
               them
               that
               Thrive
               upon
               their
               Arrogance
               .
               If
               This
               Worm
               had
               met
               with
               an
               Ass
               to
               Encourage
               his
               Vanity
               ,
               instead
               of
               a
               Fox
               to
               Correct
               it
               ,
               he
               might
               have
               been
               Advanc'd
               to
               a
               
                 Doctor
                 of
                 the
                 College
              
               perhaps
               :
               Or
               to
               
                 some
                 more
                 Considerable
                 Post
                 of
                 Honour
                 ,
                 either
                 in
                 Church
                 or
                 State.
                 
              
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXXVI
             .
             A
             
               Curst
               Dog.
            
             
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             very
             Good
             House-Dog
             ,
             but
             so
             Dangerous
             a
             Cur
             to
             Strangers
             ,
             that
             his
             Master
             put
             a
             Bell
             about
             his
             Neck
             ,
             to
             give
             People
             Notice
             before-hand
             when
             he
             was
             a
             Coming
             .
             The
             Dog
             took
             this
             Bell
             for
             a
             Particular
             Mark
             of
             his
             Master's
             Favour
             ,
             till
             One
             of
             his
             Companions
             shew'd
             him
             his
             Mistake
             .
             You
             are
             Mightily
             Out
             (
             says
             he
             )
             to
             take
             This
             for
             an
             Ornament
             ,
             or
             a
             Token
             of
             Esteem
             ,
             which
             is
             in
             truth
             ,
             no
             Other
             then
             a
             Note
             of
             Infamy
             set
             upon
             you
             for
             your
             Ill
             Manners
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               This
               may
               serve
               for
               an
               Admonition
               to
               Those
               that
               make
               a
               Glory
               of
               the
               Marks
               of
               their
               Shame
               ,
               and
               Value
               themselves
               upon
               the
               Reputation
               of
               an
               Ill-Character
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               a
               Bad
               World
               ,
               when
               the
               Rules
               and
               Measures
               of
               Good
               and
               Evil
               ,
               are
               either
               Inverted
               ,
               or
               Mistaken
               ;
               and
               when
               a
               Brand
               of
               Infamy
               passes
               for
               a
               Badge
               of
               Honour
               .
               But
               the
               Common
               People
               do
               not
               Judge
               of
               Vice
               or
               Vertue
               ,
               by
               the
               Morality
               ,
               or
               the
               Immorality
               of
               the
               Matter
               ,
               so
               much
               as
               by
               the
               Stamp
               that
               is
               set
               upon
               't
               by
               Men
               of
               President
               and
               Figure
               .
               What
               's
               more
               Familiar
               then
               an
               Ostentation
               of
               Wickedness
               ,
               where
               Impiety
               has
               the
               Reputation
               of
               Vertue
               ?
               As
               in
               the
               Excesses
               of
               Wine
               ,
               and
               Women
               ,
               and
               the
               Vanity
               of
               bearing
               up
               against
               all
               the
               Laws
               of
               God
               and
               Man.
               When
               Lewdness
               comes
               once
               to
               be
               a
               Fashion
               ,
               it
               has
               the
               Credit
               in
               the
               World
               that
               other
               Fashions
               have
               ;
               as
               we
               see
               Many
               times
               an
               Affectation
               even
               of
               Deformity
               it self
               ,
               where
               some
               Exemplary
               Defect
               has
               brought
               that
               Deformity
               to
               be
               a
               Mode
               .
               The
               Fancy
               of
               This
               Dog
               was
               somewhat
               like
               the
               
                 French
                 Womans
                 Freak
              
               ,
               that
               stood
               up
               for
               the
               Honour
               of
               her
               Family
               :
               
                 Her
                 Coat
                 was
                 Quarter'd
              
               ,
               she
               said
               ,
               
                 with
                 the
                 Arms
                 of
              
               France
               ;
               which
               was
               so
               far
               True
               ,
               that
               she
               had
               the
               Flower-de-Luce
               Stamp'd
               ,
               we
               must
               not
               say
               Branded
               upon
               her
               Shoulder
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXXVII
             .
             Two
             Friends
             and
             a
             Bear.
             
          
           
             TWO
             Friends
             that
             were
             Travelling
             together
             ,
             had
             the
             Fortune
             to
             Meet
             a
             Bear
             upon
             the
             Way
             .
             They
             found
             there
             was
             no
             Running
             for
             't
             .
             So
             the
             One
             Whips
             up
             a
             Tree
             ,
             and
             the
             Other
             throws
             himself
             Flat
             with
             his
             Face
             upon
             the
             Ground
             .
             The
             Bear
             comes
             directly
             up
             to
             Him
             ,
             Muzzles
             ,
             and
             Smells
             to
             him
             ,
             puts
             his
             Nose
             to
             his
             Mouth
             ,
             and
             to
             his
             Ears
             ,
             and
             at
             last
             ,
             taking
             for
             Granted
             that
             't
             was
             only
             a
             Carcass
             ,
             there
             he
             leaves
             him
             .
             The
             Bear
             was
             no
             sooner
             gone
             ,
             but
             Down
             comes
             his
             Companion
             ,
             and
             ask'd
             him
             ,
             what
             it
             was
             the
             Bear
             Whisper'd
             him
             in
             the
             Ear.
             He
             bad
             me
             have
             a
             Care
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             how
             I
             keep
             Company
             with
             those
             ,
             that
             when
             they
             find
             themselves
             upon
             a
             Pinch
             ,
             will
             leave
             their
             Friends
             in
             the
             Lurch
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Every
               Man
               for
               Himself
               ,
               and
               God
               for
               us
               All.
               
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Fable
               has
               in
               a
               Few
               Words
               a
               Great
               many
               Useful
               ,
               and
               Instructive
               Morals
               .
               The
               Man
               upon
               the
               Tree
               Preaches
               to
               us
               upon
               the
               Text
               of
               [
               
                 Charity
                 begins
                 at
                 Home
              
               ]
               According
               to
               the
               False
               and
               Perverse
               Practice
               of
               the
               World
               when
               their
               Companions
               are
               in
               Distress
               .
               The
               Bear
               passes
               a
               Judgment
               upon
               the
               Abandoning
               of
               a
               Friend
               in
               a
               Time
               of
               Need
               ,
               as
               an
               Offence
               both
               to
               Honour
               and
               Vertue
               ;
               And
               moreover
               ,
               Cautions
               us
               ,
               above
               All
               Things
               ,
               to
               have
               a
               Care
               what
               Company
               we
               keep
               .
               There
               's
               no
               Living
               in
               This
               World
               without
               Friendship
               ;
               No
               Society
               ;
               No
               Security
               without
               it
               ;
               Beside
               that
               the
               Only
               Tryal
               of
               it
               is
               in
               Adversity
               .
               And
               yet
               nothing
               Commoner
               in
               times
               of
               Danger
               ,
               then
               for
               States-men
               ,
               Sword-men
               ,
               Church-men
               ,
               Law-men
               ,
               and
               intruth
               ,
               all
               sorts
               of
               Men
               ,
               more
               or
               less
               ,
               to
               leave
               their
               Masters
               ,
               Leaders
               ,
               or
               Friends
               ,
               to
               Bears
               and
               Tygers
               ;
               Shew
               them
               a
               Fair
               pair
               of
               Heels
               for
               't
               ,
               and
               cry
               ,
               
                 The
                 Devil
                 Take
                 the
                 Hindmost
              
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXXVIII
             .
             A
             Horse-man's
             Whig
             Blown
             off
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Horse-man
             had
             a
             Cap
             on
             with
             
               a
               False
               Head
               of
               Hair
            
             Tack'd
             to
             't
             .
             There
             comes
             a
             Puff
             of
             Wind
             ,
             and
             Blows
             off
             
               Cap
               and
               Whig
               together
            
             .
             The
             People
             made
             sport
             he
             saw
             with
             his
             Bald
             Crown
             ,
             and
             so
             very
             fairly
             he
             put
             In
             with
             them
             to
             Laugh
             for
             Company
             .
             Why
             Gentlemen
             (
             says
             he
             )
             would
             you
             have
             me
             keep
             other
             Peoples
             Hair
             Better
             then
             I
             did
             my
             Own
             ?
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Many
               a
               Man
               would
               be
               Extremely
               Ridiculous
               ,
               if
               he
               did
               not
               Spoil
               the
               Iest
               by
               Playing
               upon
               Himself
               first
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               a
               Turn
               of
               Art
               ,
               in
               many
               Cases
               ,
               either
               of
               Deformity
               ,
               or
               Mischance
               ,
               where
               a
               Man
               lies
               open
               to
               a
               Reproach
               to
               Anticipate
               an
               Abuse
               ,
               and
               to
               make
               Sport
               with
               Himself
               first
               .
               A
               Man
               may
               be
               Shame-Fac'd
               ,
               and
               a
               Woman
               ,
               Modest
               ,
               to
               the
               Degree
               of
               Scandalous
               .
               I
               knew
               a
               Lady
               had
               one
               of
               the
               most
               Bashful
               ,
               Scrupulous
               Persons
               to
               her
               Daughter
               that
               ever
               was
               Born.
               Well
               ,
               says
               she
               ,
               
                 I
                 am
                 mightily
                 afraid
                 ,
                 This
                 Girl
                 will
                 prove
                 a
                 Whore
                 ;
                 for
                 she
                 is
                 so
                 Infinitely
                 Modest
                 ,
                 that
                 in
                 my
                 Conscience
                 if
                 any
                 Man
                 should
                 ever
                 Ask
                 her
                 the
                 Question
                 ,
                 she
                 would
                 not
                 have
                 the
                 Face
                 to
                 Deny
                 him
                 .
              
               A
               Frank
               Easy
               way
               of
               Openness
               and
               Candor
               agrees
               Best
               with
               All
               Humours
               ;
               and
               He
               that
               's
               Over-solicitous
               to
               Conceal
               a
               Thing
               ,
               does
               as
               good
               as
               make
               Proclamation
               of
               it
               .
               Wherefore
               the
               Horse-man
               here
               
                 Laugh'd
                 first
              
               ;
               and
               so
               Prevented
               the
               Iest.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXXIX
             .
             Two
             Pots
             .
          
           
             THere
             were
             
               Two
               Pots
            
             that
             stood
             near
             One
             Another
             by
             the
             Side
             of
             a
             River
             ,
             the
             One
             of
             Brass
             ,
             and
             the
             other
             of
             Clay
             .
             The
             VVater
             overflow'd
             the
             Banks
             ,
             and
             Carry'd
             them
             Both
             away
             :
             The
             
               Earthen
               Vessel
            
             kept
             Aloof
             from
             T'other
             as
             much
             as
             Possible
             .
             Fear
             Nothing
             ,
             says
             the
             
               Brass
               Pot
            
             ,
             I
             'll
             do
             you
             No
             Hurt
             :
             No
             ,
             No
             ,
             says
             T'other
             ,
             not
             willingly
             ;
             but
             if
             we
             should
             happen
             to
             Knock
             by
             Chance
             ,
             't
             would
             be
             the
             same
             Thing
             to
             Me
             :
             So
             that
             You
             and
             I
             shall
             never
             do
             well
             together
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Unequal
               Fellowships
               and
               Alliances
               are
               Dangerous
               .
               Not
               but
               that
               Great
               and
               Small
               ,
               Hard
               ,
               and
               Brittle
               ,
               Rich
               and
               Poor
               ,
               may
               sort
               Well
               enough
               together
               so
               long
               as
               the
               Good
               Humour
               Lasts
               ;
               but
               wherever
               there
               are
               Men
               there
               will
               be
               Clashing
               some
               time
               or
               other
               ,
               and
               a
               Knock
               ,
               or
               a
               Contest
               spoils
               All.
               
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               can
               be
               no
               True
               Friendship
               ,
               properly
               so
               Call'd
               but
               betwixt
               Equals
               .
               The
               Rich
               and
               the
               Poor
               ,
               the
               Strong
               and
               the
               Weak
               will
               never
               agree
               together
               :
               For
               there
               's
               Danger
               on
               the
               One
               side
               ,
               and
               None
               on
               the
               Other
               ,
               and
               't
               is
               the
               Common
               Interest
               of
               All
               Leagues
               and
               Societies
               ,
               to
               have
               the
               Respective
               Parties
               Necessary
               to
               One
               Another
               .
               And
               there
               needs
               no
               Ill
               Will
               ,
               or
               Malice
               neither
               ,
               to
               do
               the
               Mischief
               ,
               but
               the
               Disparity
               ,
               or
               Disproportion
               Alone
               is
               enough
               to
               do
               the
               Work.
               The
               same
               Quantity
               of
               Wine
               that
               makes
               One
               Man
               Drunk
               ,
               will
               not
               Quench
               Another
               Man's
               Thirst.
               The
               same
               Expence
               that
               breaks
               One
               Man's
               Back
               is
               not
               a
               Flea-biting
               to
               Another
               :
               Wherefore
               ,
               Men
               should
               sort
               themselves
               with
               their
               Equals
               ;
               for
               a
               Rich
               Man
               that
               Converses
               upon
               the
               Square
               with
               a
               Poor
               Man
               ,
               shall
               as
               certainly
               Undoe
               him
               ,
               as
               a
               
                 Brass
                 Pot
              
               shall
               break
               an
               Earthen
               One
               ,
               if
               they
               Meet
               and
               Knock
               together
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXXX
             .
             
               Good
               Luck
            
             and
             
               Bad
               Luck
            
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Middling
             sort
             of
             a
             Man
             that
             was
             left
             well
             enough
             to
             pass
             by
             his
             Father
             ,
             but
             could
             never
             think
             he
             had
             enough
             ,
             so
             long
             as
             any
             Man
             had
             more
             .
             He
             took
             Notice
             what
             Huge
             Estates
             many
             Merchants
             got
             in
             a
             very
             short
             Time
             ;
             and
             so
             Sold
             his
             Inheritance
             ,
             and
             betook
             himself
             to
             a
             way
             of
             Traffique
             and
             Commerce
             .
             Matters
             succeeded
             so
             Wonderfully
             well
             with
             him
             ,
             that
             Every
             body
             was
             in
             Admiration
             to
             see
             how
             Mighty
             Rich
             he
             was
             grown
             all
             on
             a
             Sudden
             .
             
               Why
               Ay
               ,
               says
               he
               ,
               This
               't
               is
               for
               a
               Man
               to
               Understand
               his
               Bus'ness
               ;
               for
               I
               have
               done
               All
               This
               by
               my
               Industry
               .
            
             It
             would
             have
             been
             well
             if
             he
             had
             stopt
             there
             :
             But
             Avarice
             is
             Insatiable
             ,
             and
             so
             he
             went
             Pushing
             on
             still
             for
             More
             ;
             till
             ,
             what
             by
             Wrecks
             ,
             Bankrupts
             ,
             Pyrates
             ,
             and
             I
             know
             not
             how
             many
             other
             Disappointments
             ,
             One
             upon
             the
             Neck
             of
             Another
             ,
             he
             was
             reduc'd
             in
             Half
             the
             Time
             that
             he
             was
             a
             Rising
             ,
             to
             a
             Morsel
             of
             Bread.
             Upon
             These
             Miscarriages
             ,
             People
             were
             at
             him
             over
             ,
             and
             over
             again
             ,
             
             to
             know
             how
             This
             came
             About
             .
             Why
             says
             he
             ,
             My
             Damn'd
             Fortune
             would
             have
             it
             so
             .
             Fortune
             happen'd
             to
             be
             at
             That
             Time
             within
             Hearing
             ,
             and
             told
             him
             in
             his
             Ear
             ,
             that
             he
             was
             an
             Arrogant
             ,
             Ungrateful
             Clown
             ;
             to
             Charge
             Her
             with
             All
             the
             Evil
             that
             Befell
             him
             ,
             and
             to
             take
             the
             Good
             to
             Himself
             .
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXXXI
             .
             A
             Country-man
             and
             Fortune
             .
          
           
             AS
             a
             Labourer
             was
             at
             his
             Work
             a
             Digging
             ,
             he
             Chops
             his
             Spade
             upon
             a
             Pot
             of
             Money
             ;
             Takes
             it
             up
             ,
             Blesses
             the
             Place
             where
             he
             found
             it
             ,
             and
             away
             he
             goes
             with
             his
             Treasure
             .
             It
             so
             fell
             out
             ,
             that
             Fortune
             Saw
             and
             Heard
             All
             that
             Past
             ,
             and
             so
             she
             call'd
             out
             to
             him
             upon
             the
             Way
             .
             Heark
             ye
             Friend
             ,
             says
             she
             ;
             You
             are
             very
             Thankful
             ,
             I
             perceive
             ,
             to
             the
             Place
             where
             you
             found
             This
             Money
             ;
             but
             't
             is
             
               the
               Iade
               Fortune
            
             ,
             I
             warrant
             ye
             ,
             that
             's
             to
             be
             Claw'd
             away
             for
             't
             :
             if
             you
             should
             happen
             to
             Lose
             it
             again
             .
             Pray
             tell
             me
             now
             why
             should
             not
             you
             
               Thank
               Fortune
            
             for
             the
             One
             ,
             as
             well
             as
             Curse
             her
             for
             the
             Other
             .
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXXXII
             .
             An
             Old
             UUoman
             and
             the
             Devil
             .
          
           
             'T
             IS
             a
             Common
             Practice
             ,
             when
             People
             draw
             Mischiefs
             upon
             their
             Own
             Heads
             ,
             to
             cry
             ,
             
               the
               Devil
               's
               in
               't
            
             ,
             and
             
               the
               Devil
               's
               in
               't
            
             .
             Now
             the
             Devil
             happen'd
             to
             spy
             an
             
               Old
               Woman
            
             upon
             an
             Apple-Tree
             .
             Look
             ye
             (
             says
             he
             )
             You
             shall
             see
             that
             Beldam
             Catch
             a
             Fall
             there
             by
             and
             by
             ,
             and
             Break
             her
             Bones
             ,
             and
             then
             say
             't
             was
             all
             long
             of
             me
             .
             Pray
             Good
             People
             will
             you
             bear
             me
             Witness
             ,
             that
             I
             was
             None
             of
             her
             Adviser
             .
             The
             Woman
             got
             a
             Tumble
             ,
             as
             the
             Devil
             said
             she
             would
             ,
             and
             there
             was
             she
             at
             it
             .
             
               The
               Devil
               Ought
               her
               a
               Shame
               ,
               and
               the
               Devil
               put
               her
               upon
               't
               :
            
             But
             the
             Devil
             Clear'd
             himself
             by
             sufficient
             Evidence
             that
             he
             had
             no
             Hand
             in
             't
             at
             all
             .
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXXXIII
             .
             A
             Boy
             and
             Fortune
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Boy
             fast
             asleep
             upon
             the
             very
             Brink
             of
             a
             River
             .
             Fortune
             came
             to
             him
             ,
             and
             wak'd
             him
             .
             Child
             ,
             says
             she
             ,
             prethee
             get
             up
             ,
             and
             go
             thy
             ways
             ,
             thou
             't
             Tumble
             in
             and
             be
             Drown'd
             else
             ,
             and
             then
             the
             Fault
             will
             be
             laid
             upon
             Me.
             
          
           
             
               The
               Moral
               of
               the
               Four
               Fables
               Above
               .
            
             
               We
               are
               apt
               to
               Ascribe
               our
               Successes
               in
               This
               World
               ,
               and
               to
               Impute
               our
               Misfortunes
               ,
               to
               Wrong
               Causes
               .
               We
               Assume
               the
               One
               to
               our Selves
               ,
               and
               Charge
               the
               Other
               upon
               Providence
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THESE
               Four
               Fables
               run
               upon
               the
               same
               Biass
               ;
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               the
               Moral
               is
               a
               Lash
               at
               the
               Vanity
               of
               Arrogating
               That
               to
               our selves
               ,
               which
               succeeds
               Well
               ,
               and
               the
               Ingratitude
               of
               making
               Providence
               the
               Author
               of
               Evil
               ,
               which
               seldom
               scapes
               without
               a
               Judgment
               in
               the
               Tayle
               on
               't
               .
               But
               our
               Hearts
               are
               so
               much
               set
               upon
               the
               Value
               of
               the
               Benefits
               we
               receive
               ,
               that
               we
               never
               Think
               of
               the
               Bestower
               of
               them
               ,
               and
               so
               our
               Acknowledgments
               are
               commonly
               paid
               to
               the
               Second
               Hand
               ,
               without
               any
               Regard
               to
               the
               Principal
               .
               We
               run
               into
               Mistakes
               ,
               and
               Misfortunes
               ,
               of
               our
               Own
               Accord
               ;
               and
               then
               when
               we
               are
               once
               Hamper'd
               ,
               we
               lay
               the
               Blame
               of
               our
               Own
               Faults
               and
               Corruptions
               upon
               Others
               .
               This
               is
               much
               the
               Humour
               of
               the
               World
               too
               in
               Common
               Bus'ness
               .
               If
               any
               thing
               Hits
               ,
               we
               take
               it
               to
               our Selves
               ;
               if
               it
               Miscarries
               ,
               we
               shuffle
               it
               off
               to
               our
               Neighbours
               .
               This
               Arises
               ,
               partly
               from
               Pride
               ,
               and
               in
               part
               from
               a
               Certain
               Canker'd
               Malignity
               of
               Nature
               .
               Nay
               rather
               then
               Impute
               our
               Miscarriages
               and
               Disappointments
               to
               our
               Own
               Corruptions
               ,
               or
               Frailties
               ,
               we
               do
               not
               Stick
               to
               Arraign
               Providence
               it self
               ,
               though
               under
               Another
               Name
               ,
               in
               all
               our
               Exclamations
               against
               the
               Rigour
               ,
               and
               the
               Iniquity
               of
               Fortune
               .
               Now
               This
               Fortune
               in
               the
               Fable
               ,
               is
               Effectually
               ,
               
                 God
                 Himself
              
               ,
               in
               the
               Moral
               .
               We
               are
               apt
               to
               Value
               our selves
               upon
               our
               Own
               Strength
               and
               Abilities
               ,
               and
               to
               Entitle
               Carnal
               Reason
               to
               the
               very
               Works
               of
               Grace
               :
               And
               where
               any
               thing
               goes
               Wrong
               with
               us
               ,
               we
               lay
               our
               Faults
               ,
               as
               we
               do
               our
               Bastards
               ,
               at
               Other
               Peoples
               Doors
               .
               This
               or
               That
               was
               not
               well
               done
               ,
               we
               say
               ,
               but
               alas
               it
               was
               none
               of
               our
               Fault
               .
               We
               did
               it
               by
               Constraint
               ,
               Advice
               ,
               Importunity
               ,
               or
               the
               Authority
               perhaps
               of
               Great
               Examples
               ,
               and
               the
               Like
               .
               At
               This
               rate
               do
               we
               Palliate
               our
               Own
               Weaknesses
               and
               Corruptions
               ,
               and
               at
               the
               same
               Rate
               do
               We
               likewise
               Assume
               to
               our selves
               Other
               Peoples
               Merits
               .
               The
               Thing
               to
               be
               done
               ,
               in
               fine
               ,
               is
               to
               Correct
               the
               Arrogance
               of
               Claiming
               to
               our selves
               the
               Good
               that
               does
               not
               belong
               to
               us
               on
               the
               One
               Hand
               ,
               and
               of
               Imputing
               to
               our
               Neighbors
               the
               Ill
               that
               they
               are
               not
               Guilty
               of
               ,
               on
               the
               Other
               .
               This
               is
               the
               Sum
               of
               the
               Doctrine
               that
               's
               Pointed
               at
               in
               the
               Case
               and
               Custom
               of
               Dividing
               our
               Miscarriages
               betwixt
               Fortune
               and
               the
               Devil
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXXXIV
             .
             A
             Peacock
             and
             a
             Crane
             .
          
           
             AS
             a
             Peacock
             and
             a
             Crane
             were
             in
             Company
             together
             ,
             the
             Peacock
             spreads
             his
             Tail
             ,
             and
             Challenges
             the
             Other
             ,
             to
             shew
             him
             such
             a
             Fan
             of
             Feathers
             .
             The
             Crane
             ,
             upon
             This
             ,
             Springs
             up
             into
             the
             Air
             ,
             and
             calls
             to
             the
             Peacock
             to
             Follow
             him
             if
             he
             could
             .
             You
             Brag
             of
             your
             Plumes
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             that
             are
             Fair
             indeed
             to
             the
             Eye
             ,
             but
             no
             way
             Useful
             or
             Fit
             for
             any
             manner
             of
             Service
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Heaven
               has
               provided
               not
               only
               for
               our
               Necessities
               ,
               but
               for
               our
               Delights
               and
               Pleasures
               too
               ;
               but
               still
               the
               Blessings
               that
               are
               most
               Useful
               to
               us
               ,
               must
               be
               preferr'd
               before
               the
               Ornaments
               of
               Beauty
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               NO
               Man
               is
               to
               be
               Despis'd
               for
               any
               Natural
               Infirmity
               ,
               or
               Defect
               ;
               for
               Every
               Man
               has
               something
               or
               other
               in
               him
               of
               Good
               too
               ,
               and
               That
               which
               One
               Man
               Wants
               ,
               Another
               Has.
               And
               it
               is
               all
               according
               to
               the
               Good
               Pleasure
               of
               Providence
               .
               Nature
               is
               pleas'd
               to
               Entertain
               her self
               with
               Variety
               .
               Some
               of
               her
               Works
               are
               for
               Ornament
               ,
               others
               for
               the
               Use
               and
               Service
               of
               Mankind
               .
               But
               they
               have
               All
               Respectively
               ,
               their
               Proprieties
               ,
               and
               their
               Vertues
               ;
               for
               she
               does
               nothing
               in
               Vain
               .
               The
               Peacock
               Values
               himself
               upon
               the
               Gracefulness
               of
               his
               Train
               .
               The
               Crane's
               Pride
               is
               in
               the
               Rankness
               of
               her
               Wing
               :
               Which
               are
               only
               Two
               Excellencies
               in
               several
               Kinds
               .
               Take
               them
               apart
               ,
               and
               they
               are
               Both
               Equally
               Perfect
               :
               but
               Good
               Things
               Themselves
               have
               their
               Degrees
               ,
               and
               That
               which
               is
               most
               Necessary
               and
               Useful
               ,
               must
               be
               Allow'd
               a
               Preference
               to
               the
               Other
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXXXV
             .
             A
             Tyger
             and
             a
             Fox
             .
          
           
             AS
             a
             Huntsman
             was
             upon
             the
             Chace
             ,
             and
             the
             Beasts
             flying
             before
             him
             ;
             Let
             Me
             alone
             ,
             says
             a
             Tyger
             ,
             and
             I
             'll
             put
             an
             end
             to
             This
             War
             my self
             :
             At
             which
             Word
             ,
             he
             Advanced
             toward
             the
             Enemy
             in
             his
             Single
             Person
             .
             The
             Resolution
             was
             no
             sooner
             Taken
             ,
             but
             he
             found
             himself
             Struck
             through
             the
             Body
             with
             an
             Arrow
             .
             He
             Fasten'd
             upon
             it
             presently
             with
             his
             Teeth
             ,
             and
             while
             he
             was
             Trying
             to
             Draw
             it
             out
             ,
             a
             Fox
             Ask'd
             him
             ,
             from
             what
             Bold
             Hand
             it
             was
             that
             he
             Receiv'd
             This
             Wound
             .
             I
             know
             
             Nothing
             of
             That
             ,
             says
             the
             Tyger
             ,
             but
             by
             the
             Circumstances
             ,
             it
             should
             be
             a
             Man.
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               's
               No
               Opposing
               Brutal
               Force
               to
               the
               Stratagems
               of
               Humane
               Reason
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               BOLDNESS
               without
               Counsel
               ,
               is
               no
               better
               then
               an
               Impetus
               ,
               which
               is
               commonly
               Worsted
               by
               Conduct
               and
               Design
               .
               There
               's
               No
               Man
               so
               Daring
               but
               some
               time
               or
               Other
               he
               Meets
               with
               his
               Match
               .
               The
               Moral
               ,
               in
               short
               ,
               holds
               forth
               This
               Doctrine
               ,
               that
               Reason
               is
               too
               Hard
               for
               Force
               ;
               and
               that
               Temerity
               puts
               a
               Man
               off
               his
               Guard.
               'T
               is
               a
               High
               Point
               of
               Honour
               ,
               Philosophy
               and
               Vertue
               ,
               for
               a
               Man
               to
               be
               so
               Present
               to
               Himself
               as
               to
               be
               always
               Provided
               against
               All
               Encounters
               ,
               and
               Accidents
               whatsoever
               ;
               but
               This
               will
               not
               Hinder
               him
               from
               Enquiring
               Diligently
               into
               the
               Character
               ,
               the
               Strength
               ,
               Motions
               ,
               and
               Designs
               of
               an
               Enemy
               .
               The
               Tyger
               lost
               his
               Life
               for
               want
               of
               This
               Circumspection
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXXXVI
             .
             A
             Lyon
             and
             Bulls
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Party
             of
             Bulls
             that
             Struck
             up
             a
             League
             to
             Keep
             and
             Feed
             together
             ,
             and
             to
             be
             
               One
               and
               All
            
             in
             case
             of
             a
             Common
             Enemy
             .
             If
             the
             Lyon
             could
             have
             Met
             with
             any
             of
             them
             Single
             ,
             he
             would
             have
             done
             His
             Work
             ,
             but
             so
             long
             as
             they
             Stuck
             to
             This
             Confederacy
             ,
             there
             was
             No
             Dealing
             with
             them
             .
             They
             fell
             to
             Variance
             at
             last
             among
             Themselves
             :
             The
             Lyon
             made
             his
             Advantage
             of
             it
             ,
             and
             then
             with
             Great
             Ease
             he
             Gain'd
             his
             End.
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               This
               is
               to
               tell
               us
               the
               Advantage
               ,
               the
               Necessity
               ,
               and
               the
               Force
               of
               Union
               ;
               And
               that
               Division
               brings
               Ruine
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               's
               No
               Resisting
               of
               a
               Common
               Enemy
               ;
               No
               Maintaining
               of
               a
               Civil
               Community
               ,
               without
               an
               Union
               for
               a
               Mutual
               Defence
               ;
               and
               there
               may
               be
               also
               ,
               on
               the
               Other
               Hand
               ,
               a
               Conspiracy
               of
               Common
               Enmity
               and
               Aggression
               .
               There
               are
               Cases
               indeed
               of
               Great
               Nicety
               that
               fall
               under
               the
               Topique
               of
               the
               Right
               and
               Lawfulness
               of
               Joyning
               in
               such
               Leagues
               .
               He
               that
               is
               not
               
                 Sui
                 Iuris
              
               ,
               must
               not
               Enter
               into
               any
               Covenants
               or
               Contracts
               to
               the
               Wrong
               of
               his
               Master
               :
               But
               there
               are
               Certain
               Rules
               of
               Honesty
               ,
               and
               Methods
               of
               Government
               ,
               to
               Direct
               us
               in
               all
               Agreements
               of
               This
               Quality
               .
               A
               Thing
               simply
               Good
               in
               it self
               ,
               may
               become
               Unjust
               and
               Unrighteous
               ,
               under
               such
               and
               such
               Circumstances
               .
               In
               a
               Word
               ,
               the
               Main
               Bond
               of
               All
               Bodies
               and
               Interests
               is
               Union
               ,
               which
               is
               No
               Other
               in
               Effect
               then
               a
               Common
               Stock
               of
               Strength
               and
               Counsel
               Joyn'd
               in
               One.
               While
               the
               Bulls
               kept
               together
               ,
               they
               were
               Safe
               ;
               but
               so
               soon
               as
               ever
               they
               separated
               ,
               they
               became
               a
               Prey
               to
               the
               Lyon.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXXXVII
             .
             A
             Fir
             and
             a
             Bramble
             .
          
           
             THere
             goes
             a
             Story
             of
             a
             Fir-Tree
             ,
             that
             in
             a
             Vain
             spiteful
             Humour
             ,
             was
             mightily
             upon
             the
             Pin
             of
             Commending
             it self
             ,
             and
             Despising
             the
             Bramble
             .
             My
             Head
             (
             says
             the
             Fir
             )
             is
             advanc'd
             among
             the
             Stars
             .
             I
             furnish
             Beams
             for
             Palaces
             .
             Masts
             for
             Shipping
             :
             The
             very
             Sweat
             of
             my
             Body
             is
             a
             Sovereign
             Remedy
             for
             the
             Sick
             and
             Wounded
             :
             Whereas
             the
             Rascally
             Bramble
             runs
             creeping
             in
             the
             Dirt
             ,
             and
             serves
             for
             No
             Purpose
             in
             the
             World
             but
             Mischief
             .
             Well
             ,
             says
             the
             Bramble
             (
             that
             Over-heard
             all
             This
             )
             You
             might
             have
             said
             somewhat
             of
             your
             Own
             Misfortune
             ,
             and
             to
             My
             Advantage
             too
             ,
             if
             Your
             Pride
             and
             Envy
             would
             have
             suffer'd
             you
             to
             do
             it
             .
             But
             pray
             will
             you
             tell
             me
             however
             ,
             when
             the
             Carpenter
             comes
             next
             with
             his
             Axe
             into
             the
             Wood
             to
             Fell
             Timber
             ,
             whether
             you
             had
             not
             rather
             be
             a
             Bramble
             then
             a
             Fir-Tree
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Poverty
               Secures
               a
               Man
               from
               Thieves
               ,
               Great
               and
               Small
               :
               Whereas
               the
               Rich
               ,
               and
               the
               Mighty
               are
               the
               Mark
               of
               Malice
               ,
               and
               Cross
               Fortune
               ,
               and
               still
               the
               Higher
               they
               Are
               ,
               the
               Nearer
               the
               Thunder
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               is
               no
               State
               of
               Life
               without
               a
               Mixture
               in
               't
               of
               Good
               and
               Evil
               ;
               and
               the
               Highest
               Pitch
               of
               Fortune
               is
               not
               without
               Dangers
               ,
               Cares
               ,
               and
               Fears
               .
               This
               Doctrine
               is
               Verify'd
               by
               Examples
               Innumerable
               ,
               thorough
               the
               Whole
               History
               of
               the
               World
               ,
               and
               that
               the
               Mean
               is
               Best
               ,
               both
               for
               Body
               ,
               Mind
               ,
               and
               Estate
               .
               Pride
               is
               not
               only
               Uneasie
               ,
               but
               Unsafe
               too
               ,
               for
               it
               has
               the
               Power
               and
               Justice
               of
               Heaven
               ,
               and
               the
               Malicious
               Envy
               of
               Men
               to
               Encounter
               at
               the
               same
               Time
               ;
               and
               the
               Axe
               that
               Cuts
               down
               the
               Fir
               ,
               is
               Rightly
               Moralliz'd
               in
               the
               Stroke
               of
               
                 Divine
                 Vengeance
              
               ,
               that
               brings
               down
               the
               Arrogant
               ,
               while
               the
               Bramble
               Contents
               it self
               in
               its
               Station
               :
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ;
               Humility
               is
               a
               Vertue
               ,
               that
               never
               goes
               without
               a
               Blessing
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXXXVIII
             .
             A
             
               Covetous
               Man
            
             and
             an
             Envious
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Covetous
             ,
             and
             an
             Envious
             Man
             ,
             that
             Joyn'd
             in
             a
             Petition
             to
             Iupiter
             ,
             who
             very
             Graciously
             Order'd
             Apollo
             to
             tell
             them
             that
             their
             Desire
             should
             be
             Granted
             at
             a
             Venture
             ;
             provided
             only
             ,
             that
             whatever
             the
             One
             Ask'd
             ,
             should
             be
             Doubled
             to
             the
             Other
             .
             The
             Covetous
             Man
             ,
             that
             thought
             he
             could
             never
             have
             enough
             ,
             was
             a
             good
             While
             at
             a
             Stand
             :
             Considering
             ,
             that
             let
             him
             Ask
             Never
             so
             much
             ,
             the
             Other
             should
             have
             Twice
             as
             much
             :
             But
             he
             came
             however
             by
             Degrees
             ,
             to
             Pitch
             upon
             One
             Thing
             after
             Another
             ,
             and
             his
             Companion
             had
             it
             Double
             .
             It
             was
             now
             the
             Envious
             Man's
             turn
             to
             Offer
             up
             His
             Request
             ,
             which
             was
             ,
             that
             One
             of
             his
             Own
             Eyes
             might
             be
             put
             out
             ,
             for
             his
             Companion
             was
             then
             to
             lose
             Both.
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Avarice
               and
               Envy
               are
               Two
               of
               the
               most
               Diabolical
               ,
               and
               Insociable
               Vices
               under
               Heaven
               .
               The
               One
               Assumes
               All
               to
               it self
               ,
               and
               the
               Other
               Wishes
               Every
               bit
               it's
               Neighbour
               Eats
               may
               Choak
               him
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               are
               some
               Pestilent
               Humours
               and
               Froward
               Natures
               ,
               that
               Heaven
               it self
               has
               much
               ado
               to
               please
               .
               Envy
               Places
               it's
               Happiness
               in
               the
               Misery
               and
               Misfortune
               of
               Others
               ;
               and
               Avarice
               is
               never
               to
               be
               Pleas'd
               ,
               unless
               it
               can
               get
               All
               to
               it self
               .
               They
               may
               seem
               to
               be
               nearer
               a-Kin
               then
               in
               truth
               they
               Are
               ,
               though
               the
               One
               is
               seldom
               or
               never
               to
               be
               found
               without
               the
               Other
               .
               The
               Best
               Use
               of
               This
               Application
               ,
               is
               to
               Possess
               us
               with
               a
               True
               Sense
               of
               the
               Restlesness
               of
               these
               Two
               Passions
               ;
               and
               Consequently
               to
               make
               Those
               Weaknesses
               Odious
               to
               our selves
               ,
               that
               are
               so
               Troublesome
               to
               the
               World
               ;
               and
               in
               truth
               ,
               no
               Better
               then
               the
               Common
               Pest
               of
               Mankind
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXXXIX
             .
             A
             Crow
             and
             a
             Pitcher
             .
          
           
             A
             Crow
             that
             was
             Extream
             Thirsty
             ,
             found
             a
             Pitcher
             with
             a
             Little
             Water
             in
             't
             ,
             but
             it
             lay
             so
             Low
             he
             could
             not
             come
             at
             it
             .
             He
             try'd
             first
             to
             Break
             the
             Pot
             ,
             and
             then
             to
             Over-turn
             it
             ,
             but
             it
             was
             both
             too
             Strong
             ,
             and
             too
             Heavy
             for
             him
             .
             He
             Bethought
             Himself
             However
             of
             a
             Device
             at
             last
             that
             did
             his
             Bus'ness
             ;
             which
             was
             ,
             by
             Dropping
             a
             great
             many
             Little
             Pebbles
             into
             the
             Water
             ,
             and
             Raising
             it
             That
             Way
             ,
             till
             he
             had
             it
             within
             Reach
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               is
               a
               Natural
               Logick
               in
               Animals
               ,
               over
               and
               above
               the
               Instinct
               of
               their
               Kinds
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               a
               Kind
               of
               a
               
                 School
                 Question
              
               that
               we
               find
               started
               in
               This
               Fable
               ,
               upon
               the
               Subject
               of
               Reason
               and
               Instinct
               :
               And
               whether
               This
               Deliberative
               Proceeding
               of
               the
               Crow
               was
               not
               rather
               a
               Logical
               Agitation
               of
               the
               Matter
               ,
               then
               the
               Bare
               Analogy
               ,
               as
               we
               call
               it
               ,
               of
               a
               Simple
               Impulse
               .
               It
               will
               be
               Objected
               ,
               that
               we
               are
               not
               to
               Draw
               Conclusions
               from
               the
               Fictions
               of
               a
               Case
               ,
               but
               whoever
               Consults
               his
               Experience
               ,
               may
               satisfie
               Himself
               in
               many
               Instances
               that
               come
               up
               to
               This
               Supposition
               .
               We
               are
               also
               taught
               ,
               that
               what
               we
               cannot
               Compass
               Directly
               ,
               by
               the
               Force
               of
               Natural
               Faculties
               ,
               may
               be
               brought
               to
               pass
               many
               times
               by
               Art
               and
               Invention
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXL
             .
             A
             Lyon
             and
             a
             Man.
             
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Gontroversie
             Started
             betwixt
             a
             Lyon
             and
             a
             Man
             ,
             which
             was
             the
             Braver
             ,
             and
             the
             Stronger
             Creature
             of
             the
             Two.
             VVhy
             look
             ye
             ,
             says
             the
             Man
             (
             after
             a
             Long
             Dispute
             )
             we
             'll
             Appeal
             to
             That
             Statue
             there
             ,
             and
             so
             he
             shew'd
             him
             the
             Figure
             of
             a
             Man
             Cut
             in
             Stone
             ,
             with
             a
             Lyon
             under
             his
             Feet
             .
             VVell
             !
             says
             the
             Lyon
             ,
             if
             We
             had
             been
             brought
             up
             to
             Painting
             and
             Carving
             ,
             as
             You
             are
             ,
             where
             you
             have
             
               One
               Lyon
            
             under
             the
             Feet
             of
             a
             Man
             ,
             you
             should
             have
             had
             
               Twenty
               Men
            
             under
             the
             Paw
             of
             a
             Lyon.
             
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               against
               the
               Rules
               of
               Common
               Iustice
               for
               Men
               to
               be
               Iudges
               in
               their
               Own
               Case
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Fancies
               of
               Poets
               ,
               Painters
               ,
               and
               Gravers
               ,
               are
               No
               Evidences
               of
               Truth
               ;
               for
               People
               are
               Partial
               in
               their
               Own
               Cases
               ,
               and
               Every
               Man
               will
               make
               the
               Best
               of
               his
               Own
               Tale.
               'T
               is
               against
               Common
               Equity
               for
               the
               same
               People
               to
               be
               both
               Parties
               and
               Judges
               ,
               and
               That
               's
               the
               Case
               here
               betwixt
               the
               Man
               and
               the
               Lyon.
               Now
               the
               Lyon
               is
               much
               in
               the
               Right
               ,
               that
               Characters
               ,
               Pictures
               ,
               and
               Images
               ,
               are
               All
               as
               the
               Painter
               ,
               the
               Carver
               ,
               or
               the
               Statuary
               pleases
               ;
               and
               that
               there
               's
               a
               Great
               Difference
               betwixt
               a
               Flight
               of
               Fancy
               ,
               and
               the
               History
               of
               Nature
               .
               'T
               is
               much
               Easier
               for
               a
               Man
               to
               make
               an
               Ass
               of
               a
               Lyon
               upon
               a
               Pedestal
               ,
               then
               in
               a
               Forrest
               ;
               and
               where
               it
               lies
               at
               his
               Choice
               ,
               whether
               the
               Giant
               shall
               Kill
               the
               Squire
               ,
               or
               the
               Squire
               the
               Giant
               .
               Argument
               is
               not
               the
               Work
               of
               the
               Chissel
               ;
               neither
               does
               the
               Design
               of
               the
               Artist
               conclude
               the
               Truth
               of
               the
               Fact
               :
               But
               there
               is
               somewhat
               Heroical
               yet
               in
               the
               Imagination
               ,
               though
               the
               Piece
               was
               never
               Drawn
               from
               the
               Life
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXLI.
             A
             Boy
             and
             a
             Thief
             .
          
           
             A
             Thief
             came
             to
             a
             Boy
             ,
             that
             was
             Blubbering
             by
             the
             Side
             of
             a
             VVell
             ,
             and
             Ask'd
             him
             what
             he
             cry'd
             for
             .
             VVhy
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             the
             String
             's
             Broke
             here
             ,
             and
             I
             've
             dropt
             a
             Silver
             Cup
             into
             the
             VVell
             .
             The
             Fellow
             presently
             Strips
             ,
             and
             down
             he
             goes
             to
             search
             for
             't
             .
             After
             a
             while
             ,
             he
             comes
             up
             again
             ,
             with
             his
             Labour
             for
             his
             Pains
             ,
             and
             the
             Roguy
             Boy
             ,
             in
             the
             Mean
             time
             ,
             was
             run
             away
             with
             his
             Cloaths
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Some
               Thieves
               are
               Ripe
               for
               the
               Gallows
               sooner
               then
               Others
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               IT
               must
               be
               a
               Diamond
               that
               Cuts
               a
               Diamond
               ,
               and
               there
               is
               No
               Pleasanter
               Encounter
               then
               a
               Tryal
               of
               Skill
               betwixt
               a
               Couple
               of
               Sharpers
               to
               Over-reach
               one
               Another
               .
               The
               Boy
               's
               beginning
               so
               Early
               ,
               tells
               us
               that
               there
               are
               Cheats
               by
               a
               Natural
               Propensity
               of
               Inclination
               as
               well
               as
               by
               a
               Corruption
               of
               Manners
               .
               It
               was
               Nature
               that
               taught
               This
               Boy
               to
               Shark
               ;
               not
               Discipline
               ,
               or
               Experience
               .
               And
               so
               it
               was
               with
               Two
               Ladies
               that
               I
               have
               known
               (
               and
               Women
               of
               Plentiful
               Fortunes
               too
               )
               they
               could
               not
               for
               their
               Bloods
               keep
               themselves
               Honest
               of
               their
               Fingers
               ,
               but
               would
               still
               be
               Nimming
               something
               or
               other
               for
               the
               very
               Love
               of
               Thieving
               .
               'T
               is
               an
               Unhappy
               Thing
               ,
               that
               the
               Temperament
               of
               the
               Body
               should
               have
               such
               an
               Influence
               upon
               our
               Manners
               ,
               according
               to
               the
               Instance
               of
               the
               Boy
               in
               This
               Fable
               :
               For
               the
               Morality
               ,
               or
               Immorality
               of
               the
               Matter
               ,
               is
               not
               the
               Whole
               of
               the
               Case
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXLII.
             A
             Country-man
             and
             an
             Oxe
             .
          
           
             A
             Country-man
             had
             got
             a
             Stubborn
             Oxe
             ,
             that
             would
             still
             be
             Pushing
             and
             Flinging
             ,
             whenever
             they
             went
             to
             Yoak
             ,
             or
             to
             Tye
             him
             up
             .
             The
             Man
             Cuts
             off
             his
             Horns
             ,
             and
             puts
             him
             to
             the
             Plough
             ,
             and
             by
             That
             Means
             Secures
             Himself
             ,
             both
             against
             his
             Head
             and
             his
             Heels
             ;
             and
             in
             the
             Mean
             time
             ,
             He
             Himself
             Guids
             the
             Plough
             :
             But
             though
             the
             Oxe
             ,
             when
             he
             was
             thus
             Shackled
             and
             Disarmed
             ,
             could
             not
             either
             Strike
             ,
             or
             Gore
             him
             ,
             he
             made
             a
             shift
             yet
             to
             throw
             Dust
             enough
             into
             his
             Eyes
             ,
             and
             his
             Mouth
             ,
             almost
             to
             Blind
             ,
             and
             to
             Choak
             him
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               A
               Malicious
               Man
               may
               be
               Bound
               Hand
               and
               Foot
               ,
               and
               put
               out
               of
               Condition
               of
               doing
               Mischief
               ,
               but
               a
               Malicious
               Will
               is
               never
               to
               be
               Master'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               are
               some
               Natures
               so
               Untractable
               ,
               that
               there
               's
               No
               Good
               to
               be
               done
               upon
               them
               by
               Generosity
               ,
               Kindness
               ,
               Artifice
               ,
               or
               Councel
               ,
               nay
               the
               more
               pains
               a
               man
               takes
               to
               Reclaim
               them
               ,
               the
               Worse
               they
               are
               ;
               and
               when
               they
               are
               put
               out
               of
               Condition
               to
               do
               Mischief
               by
               Violence
               ,
               they
               will
               find
               a
               Way
               yet
               to
               Teize
               and
               Plague
               People
               with
               Restless
               ,
               and
               Vexatious
               Importunities
               .
               They
               Love
               to
               be
               Troublesome
               ,
               and
               with
               the
               Shrew
               upon
               the
               Cucking-stool
               ,
               when
               their
               Mouths
               are
               Stopt
               ,
               they
               'll
               call
               Pricklouse
               still
               with
               their
               very
               Thumbs
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXLIII
             .
             A
             Man
             and
             a
             Satyr
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Man
             and
             a
             Satyr
             that
             kept
             much
             together
             .
             The
             Man
             Clapt
             his
             Fingers
             one
             day
             to
             his
             Mouth
             ,
             and
             Blew
             upon
             '
             em
             .
             
               What
               's
               That
               for
            
             ?
             (
             says
             the
             Satyr
             )
             why
             says
             he
             ,
             My
             Hands
             are
             Extream
             Cold
             ,
             and
             I
             do
             't
             to
             VVarm
             '
             em
             .
             The
             Satyr
             ,
             at
             Another
             time
             ,
             found
             This
             Man
             Blowing
             his
             Porridge
             :
             And
             pray
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             
               What
               's
               the
               Meaning
               of
               That
               now
               ?
            
             Oh!
             says
             the
             Man
             ,
             My
             Porridge
             are
             Hot
             ,
             and
             I
             do
             't
             to
             Cool
             '
             em
             .
             Nay
             ,
             says
             the
             Satyr
             ,
             if
             you
             have
             gotten
             a
             Trick
             of
             Blowing
             Hot
             and
             Cold
             out
             of
             the
             same
             Mouth
             ,
             I
             have
             e'en
             Done
             with
             ye
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               's
               No
               Conversing
               with
               any
               Man
               that
               Carries
               
                 Two
                 Faces
                 under
                 One
                 Hood
              
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Moral
               of
               this
               Fable
               must
               be
               Abstracted
               from
               the
               Philosophy
               of
               it
               ,
               and
               taken
               in
               the
               Sense
               of
               carrying
               
                 Two
                 Faces
                 under
                 One
                 hood
              
               .
               It
               sets
               forth
               ,
               however
               ,
               the
               Simplicity
               of
               the
               Satyr
               in
               Not
               Understanding
               how
               Two
               such
               Contrary
               Effects
               should
               come
               from
               the
               same
               Lips
               :
               But
               it
               was
               Honestly
               done
               in
               him
               yet
               ,
               to
               Renounce
               the
               Conversation
               of
               One
               that
               he
               tool
               for
               a
               Double-Dealer
               ;
               and
               that
               could
               Accommodate
               himself
               to
               make
               Fair
               with
               All
               Companies
               ,
               and
               Occasions
               ,
               without
               any
               regard
               to
               Truth
               ,
               or
               Justice
               .
               It
               was
               This
               Fable
               that
               gave
               Rise
               to
               the
               Old
               Adage
               of
               
                 Blowing
                 Hot
                 and
                 Cold
              
               ;
               which
               is
               taken
               for
               the
               Mark
               and
               Character
               of
               a
               Dissembler
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXLIV
             .
             A
             Country-man
             and
             a
             Boar.
             
          
           
             A
             Country-man
             took
             a
             Boar
             in
             his
             Corn
             once
             ,
             and
             Cut
             off
             One
             of
             his
             Ears
             .
             He
             took
             him
             a
             Second
             Time
             ,
             and
             cut
             off
             T'other
             .
             He
             took
             him
             a
             Third
             Time
             ,
             and
             made
             a
             Present
             of
             him
             to
             his
             Landlord
             .
             Upon
             the
             Opening
             of
             his
             Head
             ,
             they
             found
             he
             had
             no
             Brains
             ,
             and
             Every
             body
             fell
             a
             Wond'ring
             ,
             and
             Discoursing
             upon
             it
             .
             Sir
             ,
             says
             the
             Clown
             ,
             If
             This
             Boar
             had
             had
             any
             Brains
             ,
             he
             would
             have
             taken
             the
             Loss
             
             of
             Both
             his
             Ears
             for
             a
             Warning
             never
             to
             come
             into
             My
             Corn
             again
             .
             These
             Words
             of
             the
             Silly
             Bumpkin
             set
             the
             whole
             Company
             a
             Laughing
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               An
               Incorrigible
               Fool
               that
               will
               take
               no
               Warning
               ;
               there
               's
               no
               Hope
               of
               him
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Life
               and
               Conversation
               of
               some
               Men
               is
               so
               Brutal
               ,
               as
               if
               they
               had
               only
               the
               Shape
               ,
               without
               the
               Faculties
               of
               Reasonable
               Creatures
               .
               What
               's
               He
               better
               then
               the
               Boar
               in
               This
               Fable
               now
               ,
               that
               Abandons
               himself
               wholly
               to
               his
               Appetites
               ,
               and
               Pleasures
               ;
               and
               after
               so
               many
               Repeated
               Poxes
               ,
               and
               Qualms
               ,
               One
               upon
               the
               Neck
               of
               Another
               ,
               Drinks
               and
               Whores
               on
               still
               ,
               in
               Despite
               of
               all
               Punishments
               ,
               and
               Warnings
               .
               The
               Boar's
               Intemperance
               ,
               and
               the
               Note
               upon
               him
               afterwards
               ,
               on
               the
               Cutting
               of
               him
               up
               ,
               that
               he
               had
               no
               Brains
               in
               's
               Head
               ,
               may
               be
               Moraliz'd
               into
               the
               Figure
               of
               a
               Sensual
               Man
               ,
               that
               has
               neither
               Grace
               ,
               nor
               Knowledge
               ,
               but
               runs
               headlong
               on
               to
               his
               Ruine
               ,
               without
               either
               Conscience
               ,
               or
               Consideration
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXLV
             .
             A
             Bull
             and
             a
             Mouse
             .
          
           
             A
             Mouse
             Pinch'd
             a
             Bull
             by
             the
             Foot
             ,
             and
             then
             slunk
             into
             her
             Hole
             .
             The
             Bull
             Tears
             up
             the
             Ground
             upon
             't
             ,
             and
             Tosses
             his
             Head
             in
             the
             Air
             ,
             looking
             about
             ,
             in
             a
             Rage
             ,
             for
             his
             Enemy
             ,
             but
             sees
             None
             .
             As
             he
             was
             in
             the
             Height
             of
             his
             Fury
             ,
             the
             Mouse
             puts
             out
             her
             Head
             ,
             and
             Laughs
             at
             him
             .
             Your
             Pride
             (
             says
             she
             )
             may
             be
             brought
             down
             I
             see
             ,
             for
             all
             Your
             Blustering
             ,
             and
             your
             Horns
             ;
             for
             here
             's
             a
             Poor
             Mouse
             has
             got
             the
             Better
             of
             ye
             ,
             and
             You
             do
             not
             know
             how
             to
             Help
             your self
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               's
               no
               such
               way
               of
               Revenging
               an
               Affront
               upon
               a
               Creature
               that
               's
               below
               an
               Honest
               Man's
               Anger
               ,
               as
               Neglect
               and
               Contempt
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               NO
               Man
               lives
               without
               Enemies
               ,
               and
               no
               Enemy
               is
               so
               Despicable
               ,
               but
               some
               time
               or
               other
               he
               may
               do
               a
               Body
               a
               shrewd
               Turn
               .
               'T
               is
               Prudence
               to
               pass
               over
               Those
               Indignities
               ,
               which
               are
               either
               too
               Little
               for
               our
               Consideration
               ,
               or
               out
               of
               our
               Power
               to
               Reach
               ,
               and
               Punish
               .
               For
               there
               's
               Nothing
               more
               Ridiculous
               ,
               then
               an
               Impotent
               Anger
               ,
               that
               spends
               it self
               to
               no
               manner
               of
               Purpose
               :
               and
               there
               's
               no
               Better
               way
               of
               Dealing
               with
               it
               ,
               then
               to
               Laugh
               it
               Out
               of
               Countenance
               .
               All
               Men
               in
               the
               World
               that
               we
               see
               Transported
               into
               Outrages
               ,
               for
               small
               Trivial
               Matters
               ,
               fall
               under
               the
               Innuendo
               of
               This
               Bull
               in
               the
               Fable
               ,
               that
               ran
               Tearing
               Mad
               for
               the
               Pinching
               of
               a
               Mouse
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXLVI
             .
             A
             Country-man
             and
             Hercules
             .
          
           
             A
             Carter
             that
             had
             laid
             his
             Wagon
             Fast
             in
             a
             Slough
             ,
             stood
             Gaping
             and
             Bawling
             to
             as
             many
             of
             the
             Gods
             and
             Goddesses
             as
             he
             could
             Muster-up
             ,
             and
             to
             Hercules
             Especially
             ,
             to
             Help
             him
             out
             of
             the
             Mire
             .
             Why
             ye
             Lazy
             Puppy
             you
             ,
             says
             Hercules
             ,
             lay
             your
             Shoulder
             to
             the
             Wheel
             ,
             and
             Prick
             your
             Oxen
             first
             ,
             and
             Then
             's
             your
             Time
             to
             Pray
             .
             Are
             the
             Gods
             to
             do
             your
             Drudgery
             ,
             d'
             ye
             think
             ,
             and
             you
             lie
             Bellowing
             with
             Your
             Finger
             in
             Your
             Mouth
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Men
               in
               Distress
               must
               Work
               as
               well
               as
               Pray
               ,
               they
               shall
               be
               never
               the
               Better
               else
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               is
               but
               after
               the
               Common
               Guise
               of
               the
               World
               ,
               for
               people
               when
               they
               are
               put
               to
               a
               Plunge
               ,
               to
               cry
               out
               to
               Heaven
               for
               Help
               ,
               without
               Helping
               Themselves
               ;
               whereas
               Providence
               Assists
               No
               Body
               that
               does
               not
               put
               his
               Own
               Shoulders
               to
               the
               Work.
               Prayers
               without
               Works
               ,
               are
               Nothing
               Worth
               ,
               either
               for
               Other
               People
               ,
               or
               for
               our selves
               [
               
                 For
                 Other
                 People
              
               ]
               I
               say
               ,
               because
               there
               is
               a
               Double
               Duty
               Incumbent
               upon
               us
               in
               the
               Exercise
               of
               Those
               Powers
               ,
               and
               Abilities
               ,
               which
               Providence
               has
               given
               us
               for
               the
               Common
               Good
               of
               Both.
               There
               must
               be
               the
               Penny
               as
               well
               as
               the
               Pater-Noster
               .
               'T
               is
               not
               a
               Bare
               
                 Lord
                 have
                 Mercy
                 upon
                 us
              
               ,
               that
               will
               help
               the
               Cart
               out
               of
               the
               Mire
               ,
               or
               our
               Neighbour
               out
               of
               the
               Ditch
               ,
               without
               putting
               our
               Hands
               to
               the
               Work.
               What
               signifies
               the
               Sound
               of
               Words
               in
               Prayer
               ,
               without
               the
               Affection
               of
               the
               Heart
               ,
               and
               a
               sedulous
               Application
               of
               the
               Proper
               Means
               that
               may
               Naturally
               lead
               to
               such
               an
               End.
               This
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               Body
               and
               Soul
               must
               go
               together
               ,
               in
               All
               the
               Offices
               of
               a
               Christian
               ,
               as
               well
               
               as
               of
               a
               Civil
               Life
               ,
               where
               there
               is
               place
               for
               the
               Exercise
               of
               the
               Faculties
               of
               Both.
               
            
             
               There
               is
               also
               a
               Pompous
               ,
               and
               a
               Noisie
               Devotion
               ,
               that
               
                 cries
                 aloud
                 to
                 be
                 heard
                 of
                 Men
              
               ;
               which
               is
               by
               so
               much
               the
               more
               Odious
               in
               the
               sight
               of
               God
               then
               the
               Other
               ,
               as
               an
               Hypocritical
               Affectation
               of
               Religion
               ,
               is
               Worse
               then
               a
               Drowsie
               Heartlessness
               of
               Duty
               ,
               The
               Moral
               of
               This
               Fable
               may
               be
               Understood
               to
               look
               Both
               Ways
               ,
               but
               Care
               must
               be
               Taken
               however
               ,
               not
               to
               let
               the
               Scandals
               of
               Theatrical
               Appearances
               ,
               Divert
               ,
               or
               Deter
               us
               from
               the
               Practice
               of
               Holy
               Offices
               ,
               within
               the
               Bounds
               of
               Piety
               and
               Good
               Conscience
               :
               after
               the
               Example
               of
               Those
               ,
               that
               set
               up
               for
               Atheists
               ,
               for
               fear
               they
               should
               be
               taken
               for
               Enthusiasts
               .
               He
               ,
               in
               fine
               ,
               that
               Made
               Body
               and
               Soul
               will
               be
               Serv'd
               and
               Glorify'd
               by
               Both.
               Beside
               that
               Hercules
               helps
               no
               Body
               that
               will
               not
               Help
               himself
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXLVII.
             A
             Hen
             and
             
               Golden
               Eggs.
            
             
          
           
             A
             Certain
             Good
             VVoman
             had
             a
             Hen
             ,
             that
             Laid
             her
             Golden
             Eggs
             ,
             which
             could
             not
             be
             ,
             she
             thought
             ,
             without
             a
             Mine
             in
             the
             Belly
             of
             her
             .
             Upon
             This
             Presumption
             she
             Cut
             her
             up
             to
             Search
             for
             Hidden
             Treasure
             :
             But
             upon
             the
             Dissection
             found
             her
             just
             like
             
               Other
               Hens
            
             ,
             and
             that
             the
             Hope
             of
             Getting
             more
             had
             betray'd
             her
             to
             the
             Loss
             of
             what
             she
             had
             in
             Possession
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               This
               is
               the
               Fate
               ,
               Folly
               and
               Mischief
               of
               Vain
               Desires
               ,
               and
               of
               an
               Immoderate
               Love
               of
               Riches
               .
               Content
               wants
               Nothing
               ,
               and
               Covetousness
               brings
               Beggery
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THEY
               that
               would
               still
               have
               more
               and
               more
               ,
               can
               never
               have
               Enough
               ;
               No
               ,
               Not
               if
               a
               Miracle
               should
               Interpose
               to
               Gratify
               their
               Avarice
               ;
               for
               it
               makes
               Men
               Unthankful
               to
               the
               Highest
               Degree
               ,
               not
               only
               in
               General
               ,
               for
               the
               Benefits
               they
               Receive
               ,
               but
               in
               particular
               also
               to
               the
               very
               Benefactors
               Themselves
               .
               If
               the
               Nearest
               Friend
               a
               Covetous
               Man
               has
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               had
               really
               a
               Mine
               in
               his
               Guts
               ,
               he
               'd
               Rip
               him
               up
               to
               Find
               it
               :
               For
               his
               Bus'ness
               is
               to
               make
               the
               Most
               of
               what
               he
               has
               ,
               and
               of
               what
               he
               can
               get
               ,
               without
               any
               regard
               to
               the
               Course
               of
               Providence
               ,
               or
               of
               Nature
               :
               And
               what
               's
               the
               End
               of
               All
               These
               Unreasonable
               Desires
               ,
               but
               Loss
               ,
               Sorrow
               ,
               and
               Disappointment
               ?
               The
               True
               Intent
               of
               This
               Fable
               is
               to
               Possess
               us
               with
               a
               Just
               Sense
               of
               the
               Vanity
               and
               Folly
               of
               these
               Craving
               Appetites
               .
               If
               the
               Woman
               could
               have
               been
               Contented
               with
               Golden
               Eggs
               ,
               she
               might
               have
               kept
               That
               Revenue
               on
               still
               ;
               but
               when
               Nothing
               less
               then
               the
               
                 Mine
                 it self
              
               would
               serve
               her
               ,
               she
               lost
               
                 Hen
                 ,
                 Eggs
                 and
                 all
              
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXLVIII
             .
             An
             Ape
             and
             her
             
               Two
               Brats
            
             .
          
           
             THERE
             was
             an
             Ape
             that
             had
             Two
             Twins
             .
             She
             Doted
             upon
             One
             of
             them
             ,
             and
             did
             not
             much
             Care
             for
             T'other
             .
             She
             took
             a
             sudden
             Fright
             once
             ,
             and
             in
             a
             Hurry
             whips
             up
             her
             Darling
             under
             her
             Arm
             ,
             and
             carries
             the
             Other
             a
             Pick-a-Pack
             upon
             her
             Shoulders
             .
             In
             This
             Haste
             and
             Maze
             ,
             Down
             she
             comes
             ,
             and
             beats
             out
             her
             Favourites
             Brains
             against
             a
             Stone
             ;
             but
             That
             which
             she
             had
             at
             her
             Back
             came
             off
             Safe
             and
             Sound
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Fondlings
               are
               Commonly
               Unfortunate
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               PARTIALITY
               in
               a
               Parent
               is
               commonly
               Unlucky
               ,
               if
               not
               a
               little
               Unnatural
               ,
               for
               Fondlings
               are
               in
               danger
               to
               be
               made
               Fools
               ,
               by
               the
               very
               Error
               of
               their
               Education
               ,
               and
               we
               find
               it
               Experimentally
               that
               the
               Children
               that
               are
               least
               Cocker'd
               make
               the
               Best
               ,
               and
               Wisest
               Men.
               'T
               is
               well
               to
               be
               Tender
               ,
               but
               to
               set
               the
               Heart
               too
               much
               upon
               any
               thing
               ,
               is
               what
               we
               cannot
               Justify
               ,
               either
               in
               Religion
               ,
               or
               in
               Reason
               .
               I
               was
               Saying
               that
               Partiality
               was
               a
               little
               Unnatural
               too
               .
               I
               do
               not
               mean
               a
               Partiality
               of
               Inclination
               ;
               for
               we
               cannot
               Command
               our
               Likings
               ,
               or
               our
               Aversions
               ;
               but
               I
               speak
               of
               a
               Partiality
               that
               shews
               it self
               in
               a
               Distinguishing
               Preference
               of
               One
               to
               the
               Other
               ,
               and
               therefore
               what
               Hankering
               Dispositions
               soever
               we
               may
               have
               ,
               That
               Fondness
               should
               not
               Ttansport
               us
               beyond
               the
               Bounds
               of
               a
               Discreet
               Affection
               :
               And
               Other
               Circumstances
               apart
               ,
               we
               should
               no
               more
               be
               Kinder
               to
               One
               Child
               then
               to
               Another
               ,
               then
               we
               are
               Tender
               of
               One
               Eye
               more
               then
               of
               the
               Other
               ;
               for
               they
               are
               Both
               our
               Own
               Flesh
               and
               Bloud
               alike
               .
               Children
               are
               Naturally
               Jealous
               ,
               and
               Envious
               ,
               and
               the
               Quenching
               of
               their
               Spirits
               so
               Early
               ,
               Hazzards
               the
               Damping
               of
               them
               for
               ever
               .
               Beside
               ,
               that
               there
               is
               no
               such
               Fop
               in
               Fine
               ,
               as
               my
               Young
               Master
               that
               has
               the
               Honour
               to
               be
               a
               Fool
               of
               his
               Lady
               Mothers
               Making
               .
               She
               Blows
               him
               up
               with
               a
               Conceit
               of
               Himself
               .
               and
               there
               he
               Stops
               without
               ever
               Advancing
               One
               Step
               further
               .
               In
               short
               ,
               she
               makes
               a
               Man
               of
               him
               at
               Sixteen
               ,
               and
               a
               Boy
               all
               the
               Days
               of
               his
               Life
               after
               .
               And
               what
               is
               All
               This
               now
               ,
               but
               the
               True
               Moral
               of
               the
               Ape
               with
               her
               Brats
               here
               in
               the
               Fable
               ?
               The
               Cub
               that
               she
               carry'd
               at
               her
               Back
               had
               the
               Wit
               to
               Shift
               for
               it self
               ;
               but
               the
               Other
               ,
               that
               she
               
                 Hugg'd
                 as
                 the
                 Devil
                 did
                 the
                 Witch
                 ,
              
               Perish'd
               in
               her
               very
               Arms.
               
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXLIX
             .
             An
             Oxe
             and
             a
             Heifer
             .
          
           
             A
             Wanton
             Heifer
             that
             had
             little
             Else
             to
             do
             then
             to
             Frisk
             up
             and
             down
             in
             a
             Meadow
             ,
             at
             Ease
             and
             Pleasure
             ,
             came
             up
             to
             a
             Working
             Oxe
             with
             a
             Thousand
             Reproaches
             in
             her
             Mouth
             ;
             Bless
             me
             ,
             says
             the
             Heifer
             ,
             what
             a
             Difference
             there
             is
             betwixt
             your
             Coat
             and
             Condition
             ,
             and
             Mine
             !
             Why
             ,
             What
             a
             Gall'd
             Nasty
             Neck
             have
             we
             here
             !
             Look
             ye
             ,
             Mines
             as
             Clean
             as
             a
             Penny
             ,
             and
             as
             smooth
             as
             Silk
             I
             warrant
             ye
             .
             'T
             is
             a
             Slavish
             Life
             to
             be
             Yoak'd
             thus
             ,
             and
             in
             Perpetual
             Labour
             .
             What
             would
             you
             give
             to
             be
             as
             Free
             and
             as
             Easy
             now
             as
             I
             am
             ?
             The
             Oxe
             kept
             These
             Things
             in
             his
             Thought
             ,
             without
             One
             Word
             in
             Answer
             at
             present
             ;
             but
             seeing
             the
             Heifer
             taken
             up
             a
             While
             after
             for
             a
             Sacrifice
             :
             Well
             Sister
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             and
             have
             not
             you
             Frisk'd
             fair
             now
             ,
             when
             the
             Ease
             and
             Liberty
             you
             Valu'd
             your self
             upon
             ,
             has
             brought
             you
             to
             This
             End
             ?
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               No
               New
               Thing
               for
               Men
               of
               Liberty
               and
               Pleasure
               ,
               to
               make
               Sport
               with
               the
               Plain
               ,
               Honest
               Servants
               of
               their
               Prince
               and
               Country
               :
               But
               Mark
               the
               End
               on
               't
               ,
               and
               while
               the
               One
               Labours
               in
               his
               Duty
               with
               a
               Good
               Conscience
               ,
               the
               Other
               ,
               like
               a
               Beast
               ,
               is
               but
               Fatting
               up
               for
               the
               Shambles
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               was
               never
               any
               thing
               gotten
               by
               Sensuality
               and
               Sloth
               ,
               either
               in
               Matter
               of
               Profit
               or
               of
               Reputation
               ,
               whereas
               an
               Active
               ,
               Industrious
               Life
               ,
               carries
               not
               only
               Credit
               and
               Advantage
               ,
               but
               a
               Good
               Conscience
               also
               along
               with
               it
               .
               The
               Lazy
               ,
               the
               Voluptuous
               ,
               the
               Proud
               ,
               and
               the
               Delicate
               are
               Struck
               at
               in
               This
               Fable
               :
               Men
               that
               Set
               their
               Hearts
               only
               upon
               the
               Present
               ,
               without
               either
               Entring
               into
               the
               Reason
               ,
               or
               looking
               forward
               into
               the
               End
               of
               Things
               :
               Little
               Dreaming
               that
               all
               this
               Pomp
               of
               Vanity
               ,
               Plenty
               ,
               and
               Pleasure
               ,
               is
               but
               a
               Fattening
               of
               them
               for
               the
               Slaughter
               .
               'T
               is
               the
               Case
               of
               Great
               and
               Rich
               Men
               in
               the
               World
               ;
               the
               very
               Advantages
               they
               Glory
               in
               are
               the
               Cause
               of
               their
               Ruine
               .
               The
               Heifer
               that
               Valu'd
               it self
               upon
               a
               Smooth
               Coat
               ,
               and
               a
               Plump
               Habit
               of
               Body
               was
               taken
               up
               for
               a
               Sacrifice
               ;
               but
               the
               Oxe
               that
               was
               Despis'd
               for
               his
               Drudgery
               ,
               and
               his
               Raw-Bones
               ,
               went
               on
               with
               his
               Work
               still
               in
               the
               Way
               of
               a
               Safe
               and
               an
               Honest
               Labour
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCL
             .
             A
             Dog
             and
             a
             Lyon.
             
          
           
             WHat
             a
             Miserable
             Life
             dost
             thou
             lead
             ,
             says
             a
             Dog
             to
             a
             Lyon
             ,
             to
             run
             Starving
             up
             and
             down
             thus
             in
             Woods
             and
             Deserts
             ,
             without
             either
             Meat
             ,
             or
             Ease
             .
             I
             am
             Fat
             and
             Fair
             you
             see
             ,
             and
             it
             Costs
             me
             neither
             Labour
             ,
             nor
             Pains
             .
             Nay
             ,
             says
             the
             Lyon
             ,
             you
             have
             many
             a
             Good
             Bit
             no
             Doubt
             on
             't
             ;
             but
             then
             like
             a
             Fool
             you
             subject
             your self
             to
             the
             Clogs
             and
             Chains
             that
             go
             along
             with
             it
             :
             But
             for
             my
             Own
             Part
             ,
             let
             him
             serve
             that
             serve
             Can
             ,
             and
             serve
             Will
             ,
             I
             'll
             Live
             and
             Die
             Free.
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               That
               Man
               deserves
               to
               be
               a
               Slave
               ,
               that
               Sacrifices
               his
               Liberty
               to
               his
               Appetite
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Moral
               of
               This
               is
               the
               Same
               with
               That
               of
               Dog
               and
               
                 Wolfe
                 ,
                 Fab.
              
               69.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLI
             .
             A
             River-Fish
             and
             a
             Sea-Fish
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Large
             Over-grown
             Pike
             that
             had
             the
             Fortune
             to
             be
             Carry'd
             out
             to
             Sea
             by
             a
             Strong
             Current
             ,
             and
             he
             had
             there
             the
             Vanity
             to
             Value
             himself
             above
             All
             the
             Fish
             in
             the
             Ocean
             .
             We
             'l
             refer
             That
             (
             says
             a
             Sturgeon
             )
             to
             the
             Judgment
             of
             the
             Market
             ,
             and
             see
             which
             of
             the
             Two
             Yields
             the
             Better
             Price
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Every
               Man
               has
               his
               Province
               Assign'd
               him
               ,
               and
               none
               but
               a
               Mad-man
               will
               pretend
               to
               Impose
               ;
               and
               to
               give
               Laws
               where
               he
               has
               Nothing
               to
               do
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               's
               no
               Folly
               like
               That
               of
               Vain
               Glory
               ,
               nor
               any
               thing
               more
               Ridiculous
               then
               for
               a
               Vain
               Man
               to
               be
               still
               Boasting
               of
               Himself
               :
               For
               't
               is
               against
               All
               Law
               and
               Equity
               ,
               for
               a
               Body
               to
               be
               admitted
               a
               Judge
               in
               ones
               Own
               Case
               .
               A
               second
               Doctrine
               may
               be
               This
               (
               and
               we
               find
               it
               True
               by
               Experience
               )
               that
               
                 Money
                 Governs
                 the
                 World
              
               ;
               and
               that
               the
               
                 Market
                 Price
              
               is
               the
               
               Measure
               of
               the
               Worth
               of
               Men
               as
               well
               as
               of
               Fishes
               :
               As
               the
               Sturgeon
               left
               it
               to
               the
               Fish-monger
               to
               Determine
               the
               Controversy
               betwixt
               Him
               and
               the
               Pike
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLII
             .
             A
             Fox
             and
             a
             Leopard
             .
          
           
             AS
             a
             Leopard
             was
             Valuing
             himself
             upon
             the
             Lustre
             of
             his
             Party-colour'd-Skin
             ,
             a
             Fox
             gave
             him
             a
             Jog
             ,
             and
             Whisper'd
             him
             ,
             that
             the
             Beauty
             of
             the
             Mind
             was
             an
             Excellence
             ,
             Infinitely
             to
             be
             Preferr'd
             above
             That
             of
             a
             Painted
             Out-side
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               A
               Good
               Understanding
               is
               a
               Blessing
               Infinitely
               beyond
               All
               External
               Beauties
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               are
               Degrees
               in
               Good
               Things
               .
               There
               are
               Blessings
               of
               Fortune
               ,
               and
               Those
               are
               of
               the
               Lowest
               Rate
               .
               The
               Next
               above
               Those
               Blessings
               are
               the
               Bodily
               Advantages
               of
               Strength
               ,
               Gracefulness
               and
               Health
               ;
               but
               the
               Superlative
               Blessings
               ,
               in
               fine
               ,
               are
               the
               Blessings
               of
               the
               Mind
               :
               Fools
               't
               is
               true
               may
               be
               allow'd
               to
               Brag
               of
               Foolish
               Things
               ;
               but
               the
               Leopard's
               Beauty
               without
               the
               
                 Foxes
                 Wit
              
               is
               no
               better
               then
               a
               Fop
               in
               a
               
                 Gay
                 Coat
              
               .
            
          
        
      
       
         
         
           THE
           FABLES
           OF
           ABSTEMIUS
           ,
           &c.
           
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLIII
             .
             Demades
             the
             Orator
             .
          
           
             THIS
             Demades
             was
             a
             very
             Famous
             Orator
             ,
             and
             taking
             Notice
             as
             he
             was
             in
             the
             Middle
             of
             a
             Discourse
             to
             the
             People
             upon
             a
             Subject
             of
             Great
             Importance
             ,
             that
             their
             Thoughts
             were
             Wand'ring
             upon
             Something
             else
             ,
             he
             slipt
             from
             his
             Text
             into
             This
             Digression
             .
             Ceres
             ,
             (
             says
             he
             )
             a
             Swallow
             ,
             and
             an
             Eele
             ,
             were
             Travelling
             together
             upon
             the
             Way
             :
             They
             came
             to
             a
             River
             ,
             it
             seems
             ,
             and
             the
             Swallow
             flew
             over
             it
             ;
             The
             Eele
             made
             a
             shift
             to
             Swim
             thorough
             it
             ;
             —
             And
             there
             he
             stopt
             .
             Well
             (
             says
             some
             of
             the
             Company
             )
             and
             what
             became
             of
             Ceres
             ?
             Why
             (
             says
             Demades
             )
             The
             Goddess
             was
             mightily
             Offended
             ,
             to
             find
             so
             many
             People
             in
             the
             World
             that
             are
             Deaf
             to
             any
             thing
             they
             may
             be
             the
             Better
             for
             ,
             and
             yet
             have
             their
             Ears
             Open
             to
             Fooleries
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               People
               are
               sooner
               Reclaim'd
               by
               the
               Side-Wind
               of
               a
               Surprize
               ,
               then
               by
               Downright
               Admonition
               and
               Councel
               ;
               for
               they
               'l
               lend
               an
               Ear
               to
               a
               Parable
               when
               Nothing
               else
               will
               Down
               with
               them
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               MEN
               Mind
               the
               Pleasure
               ,
               and
               the
               Satisfaction
               of
               a
               Fancy
               ,
               or
               a
               Loose
               Appetite
               more
               then
               they
               do
               Better
               Things
               ;
               and
               they
               are
               sooner
               brought
               to
               Themselves
               ,
               and
               set
               Right
               by
               the
               Innuendo
               of
               a
               Parable
               ,
               then
               by
               the
               Dint
               of
               direct
               Reason
               .
               There
               are
               many
               Men
               that
               are
               Infinitely
               Tender
               in
               Point
               of
               Honour
               ,
               and
               have
               very
               little
               Regard
               yet
               upon
               the
               Main
               ,
               to
               Truth
               and
               Equity
               .
               Now
               such
               People
               as
               These
               are
               sooner
               Wrought
               upon
               by
               Shame
               then
               by
               Conscience
               ,
               when
               they
               find
               themselves
               Fool'd
               and
               Shamm'd
               (
               as
               we
               say
               )
               into
               a
               Conviction
               .
               This
               Fable
               tells
               us
               what
               we
               Ought
               to
               do
               in
               the
               Case
               of
               Attending
               to
               Instructive
               and
               Profitable
               Counsels
               .
               It
               tells
               us
               also
               what
               we
               are
               apt
               to
               do
               ,
               in
               Heark'ning
               after
               Fooleries
               :
               and
               losing
               the
               Opportunity
               of
               Hearing
               and
               Learning
               Better
               Things
               .
               And
               it
               shews
               us
               in
               fine
               ,
               the
               force
               of
               an
               Allegory
               betwixt
               Jest
               and
               Earnest
               ;
               which
               in
               such
               a
               Case
               as
               This
               ,
               is
               certainly
               the
               most
               Artificial
               ,
               Civil
               ,
               and
               Effectual
               Manner
               of
               Reproach
               .
               I
               call
               it
               a
               Reproach
               ;
               for
               't
               is
               an
               Affront
               to
               Good
               Manners
               as
               well
               as
               to
               Ordinary
               Prudence
               ,
               not
               to
               Hearken
               to
               a
               Man
               of
               Authority
               ;
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               to
               the
               Voice
               of
               Wisdom
               ,
               when
               she
               speaks
               to
               us
               out
               of
               the
               Mouth
               of
               a
               Philosopher
               .
               Men
               that
               have
               Wand'ring
               Thoughts
               at
               such
               a
               Lecture
               ,
               deserve
               as
               well
               to
               be
               Whipt
               ,
               as
               Boys
               for
               Playing
               at
               Push-Pin
               ,
               when
               they
               should
               be
               Learning
               their
               Lesson
               :
               Beside
               ,
               that
               it
               is
               only
               Another
               way
               of
               calling
               a
               Man
               Fool
               ,
               when
               no
               Heed
               is
               given
               to
               what
               he
               says
               .
               Now
               Demades
               that
               Understood
               both
               his
               Bus'ness
               ,
               and
               the
               Weak
               side
               of
               Humane
               Nature
               perfectly
               Well
               ,
               never
               troubled
               his
               Head
               to
               bring
               his
               Auditory
               to
               their
               Wits
               again
               by
               the
               Force
               of
               Dry
               and
               Sober
               Reason
               ;
               but
               Circumvented
               them
               by
               a
               Delicate
               Figure
               ,
               into
               a
               Curiosity
               that
               led
               them
               Naturally
               to
               a
               Better
               Sense
               of
               their
               Interest
               ,
               and
               their
               Duty
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLIV
             .
             A
             Fox
             and
             a
             Hedge-Hog
             .
          
           
             AESop
             brought
             the
             Samians
             to
             their
             Wits
             again
             out
             of
             a
             most
             Desperate
             Sedition
             with
             This
             Fable
             .
          
           
             A
             Fox
             ,
             upon
             the
             Crossing
             of
             a
             River
             ,
             was
             forc'd
             away
             by
             the
             Current
             into
             an
             Eddy
             ,
             and
             there
             he
             lay
             with
             Whole
             Swarms
             of
             Flies
             ,
             Sucking
             and
             Galling
             of
             him
             .
             There
             was
             a
             
               Water
               Hedge-Hog
            
             (
             we
             must
             Imagine
             )
             at
             hand
             ,
             that
             in
             Pure
             Pity
             Offer'd
             to
             Beat
             away
             the
             Flies
             from
             him
             .
             No
             ,
             No
             ,
             says
             the
             Fox
             ,
             Pray
             let
             'em
             Alone
             ,
             for
             the
             Flies
             that
             are
             upon
             me
             now
             are
             e'en
             Burstingfull
             already
             ,
             and
             can
             do
             me
             little
             more
             Hurt
             then
             they
             have
             done
             :
             But
             when
             These
             are
             gone
             once
             ,
             there
             will
             be
             a
             Company
             you
             shall
             see
             of
             Starv'd
             Hungry
             Wretches
             to
             take
             their
             Places
             ,
             that
             will
             not
             leave
             so
             much
             as
             One
             Drop
             of
             Blood
             in
             the
             Whole
             Body
             of
             me
             .
          
           
           
             
               Tiberius
               Caesar
            
             made
             a
             very
             Pertinent
             Application
             of
             This
             Fancy
             to
             a
             Case
             of
             his
             Own.
             The
             Question
             was
             ,
             whether
             or
             no
             he
             should
             Casheir
             some
             of
             his
             Corrupt
             Governors
             of
             Provinces
             ,
             for
             Oppressing
             the
             People
             ?
             He
             gave
             the
             World
             to
             Understand
             his
             Mind
             by
             This
             Fable
             .
          
           
             There
             was
             a
             Man
             lay
             Miserably
             Wounded
             upon
             the
             High-way
             ,
             and
             Swarms
             of
             Flies
             upon
             him
             ,
             Sucking
             his
             Sores
             .
             A
             Traveller
             that
             was
             passing
             by
             ,
             Pity'd
             his
             Condition
             ,
             and
             Offer'd
             him
             his
             Service
             ,
             in
             Pure
             Charity
             to
             Drive
             them
             away
             .
             No
             ,
             No
             ,
             says
             T'other
             ,
             pray
             let
             them
             alone
             ;
             for
             when
             These
             are
             gone
             ,
             I
             shall
             have
             VVorse
             in
             Their
             Places
             .
             This
             will
             be
             the
             Case
             of
             My
             Subjects
             if
             I
             Change
             their
             Governors
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Force
               of
               a
               Fable
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               IF
               (
               says
               Aesop
               )
               You
               shall
               once
               Destroy
               your
               Present
               Governor
               ,
               that
               is
               Full
               and
               Wealthy
               ,
               you
               must
               of
               Necessity
               Chuse
               Others
               when
               he
               is
               gone
               ,
               who
               will
               be
               sure
               to
               Fill
               their
               own
               Coffers
               out
               of
               What
               the
               Other
               has
               left
               ye
               .
               This
               Fable
               upon
               the
               Whole
               is
               very
               Instructive
               how
               People
               should
               Behave
               themselves
               in
               the
               Case
               of
               Male-Administration
               ,
               or
               Oppression
               ;
               where
               there
               is
               any
               Colour
               to
               Complain
               of
               Cruelty
               ,
               or
               Injustice
               under
               the
               Cover
               of
               Sovereign
               Power
               .
               The
               Foxes
               Resolution
               here
               is
               mightily
               to
               the
               Purpose
               :
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               where
               the
               Grievance
               is
               only
               the
               Unrighteous
               Exercise
               of
               a
               Lawful
               Authority
               .
               The
               Removal
               of
               Blood-suckers
               that
               are
               already
               as
               Full
               as
               their
               Skins
               will
               hold
               ,
               serves
               only
               to
               make
               way
               for
               Others
               that
               are
               Greedy
               and
               Empty
               .
               This
               is
               no
               Redress
               of
               the
               Evil
               ,
               No
               ,
               nor
               so
               much
               as
               a
               Change
               ;
               but
               in
               Truth
               an
               Augmentation
               of
               it
               .
            
             
               It
               is
               again
               to
               be
               Consider'd
               ,
               that
               as
               Government
               is
               Necessary
               ,
               Sacred
               ,
               and
               Unaccountable
               ,
               so
               it
               is
               but
               Equal
               for
               us
               to
               bear
               the
               Infelicities
               of
               a
               Male-Exercise
               of
               it
               ,
               as
               we
               Enjoy
               the
               Blessings
               of
               Authority
               and
               Publique
               Order
               .
               There
               's
               Nothing
               Pure
               that
               's
               Sublunary
               ,
               but
               somewhat
               still
               of
               Good
               Blended
               with
               the
               Bad
               ,
               and
               of
               Bad
               with
               the
               Good
               :
               And
               This
               Natural
               Mixture
               runs
               thorough
               the
               Whole
               Course
               and
               Condition
               of
               Humane
               Affairs
               .
               We
               are
               not
               to
               be
               either
               our
               Own
               Carvers
               ,
               or
               our
               Own
               Chusers
               ,
               and
               the
               Man
               puts
               out
               his
               Own
               Eyes
               that
               does
               not
               see
               the
               Folly
               ,
               and
               the
               Iniquity
               of
               Struggling
               with
               Insuperable
               Powers
               ,
               which
               is
               Impious
               in
               the
               Practice
               ,
               and
               Miserable
               in
               the
               Conclusion
               .
               Where
               Government
               is
               Accounted
               a
               Bondage
               ,
               the
               Exercise
               of
               it
               shall
               never
               fail
               of
               being
               call'd
               Persecution
               or
               Opprssion
               :
               But
               to
               put
               Matters
               at
               Worst
               ,
               Let
               us
               for
               Arguments
               sake
               ,
               suppose
               Pilling
               and
               Polling
               Officers
               ,
               as
               Busie
               upon
               the
               People
               as
               These
               Flies
               were
               upon
               the
               Fox
               :
               Better
               bear
               a
               Tolerable
               Present
               Calamity
               then
               Exchange
               it
               for
               a
               Worse
               ;
               and
               the
               Fox
               had
               the
               Wit
               rather
               to
               suffer
               the
               Galling
               of
               a
               Parcel
               of
               Flies
               that
               were
               Full
               already
               ,
               then
               by
               Beating
               them
               off
               ,
               to
               make
               way
               for
               a
               New
               set
               of
               Hungry
               Sharpers
               that
               would
               do
               him
               Fifty
               times
               the
               Mischief
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLV.
             A
             Mouse
             in
             a
             Chest.
             
          
           
             A
             Mouse
             that
             was
             bred
             in
             a
             Chest
             ,
             and
             had
             liv'd
             all
             her
             days
             there
             upon
             what
             the
             Dame
             of
             the
             House
             laid
             up
             in
             't
             ,
             happen'd
             one
             time
             to
             drop
             out
             over
             the
             Side
             ,
             and
             to
             Stumble
             upon
             a
             very
             Delicious
             Morsel
             ,
             as
             she
             was
             Hunting
             up
             and
             down
             to
             find
             her
             way
             In
             again
             .
             She
             had
             no
             sooner
             the
             Taste
             of
             it
             in
             her
             Mouth
             ,
             but
             she
             brake
             out
             into
             Exclamations
             ,
             what
             a
             Fool
             she
             had
             been
             thus
             Long
             ,
             to
             Perswade
             her self
             that
             there
             was
             No
             Happiness
             in
             the
             World
             but
             in
             That
             Box.
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               A
               Contented
               Mind
               and
               a
               Good
               Conscience
               will
               make
               a
               Body
               Happy
               where-ever
               he
               is
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               well
               to
               be
               Content
               in
               what
               Place
               and
               Condition
               soever
               we
               are
               ;
               without
               being
               yet
               so
               Fond
               of
               it
               as
               not
               to
               be
               prepar'd
               for
               any
               Change
               or
               Chance
               that
               may
               Befall
               us
               .
               A
               Good
               Patriot
               loves
               his
               Own
               Country
               Best
               ,
               but
               yet
               in
               case
               of
               Necessity
               ,
               or
               a
               Fair
               Convenience
               ,
               the
               Whole
               Globe
               of
               the
               Earth
               is
               an
               Honest
               Man's
               Country
               ,
               and
               he
               reckons
               himself
               at
               home
               where-ever
               he
               is
               .
               The
               Mouse
               was
               Well
               in
               the
               Chest
               ;
               but
               she
               found
               her self
               Better
               afterwards
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               which
               serves
               to
               tell
               us
               that
               we
               may
               be
               Happy
               in
               a
               Private
               Life
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               in
               a
               Publique
               ,
               and
               that
               by
               the
               Benefit
               either
               of
               a
               Christian
               ,
               or
               a
               Philosophical
               Resignation
               to
               our
               Lot
               ,
               whatever
               it
               is
               ,
               we
               may
               be
               so
               wherever
               we
               are
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLVI.
             A
             Husbandman
             and
             Ceres
             .
          
           
             A
             Certain
             Farmer
             complain'd
             that
             the
             Beards
             of
             his
             Corn
             Cut
             the
             Reapers
             and
             the
             Thrashers
             Fingers
             sometimes
             ,
             and
             therefore
             he
             desired
             Ceres
             that
             his
             Corn
             might
             grow
             hereafter
             without
             Beards
             .
             The
             Request
             was
             Granted
             ,
             and
             the
             Little
             Birds
             Eat
             up
             all
             his
             Grain
             .
             Fool
             that
             I
             was
             (
             says
             he
             )
             rather
             to
             lose
             the
             Support
             of
             my
             Life
             ,
             then
             venture
             the
             Pricking
             of
             my
             Servants
             Fingers
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               must
               be
               no
               Resining
               upon
               the
               Works
               of
               Providence
               ;
               for
               He
               that
               thinks
               to
               Mend
               them
               ,
               Forfeits
               his
               Right
               to
               the
               Blessing
               and
               Benefit
               of
               them
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               NO
               Man
               can
               be
               perfectly
               Happy
               ;
               but
               if
               he
               be
               either
               Curious
               ,
               or
               Unsteady
               ,
               he
               shall
               Live
               and
               Die
               Craving
               ,
               and
               in
               a
               Restless
               Want
               of
               something
               or
               other
               that
               is
               never
               to
               be
               had
               .
               Wherefore
               we
               should
               do
               well
               to
               Weigh
               our
               Present
               Inconveniences
               against
               Those
               that
               may
               probably
               arise
               in
               the
               Future
               ,
               and
               not
               so
               much
               as
               to
               think
               of
               Changing
               our
               Condition
               till
               we
               have
               Ballanc'd
               the
               Accounts
               .
               We
               may
               lay
               down
               This
               ,
               in
               short
               ,
               for
               a
               Rule
               without
               any
               Exception
               that
               Nothing
               but
               a
               Fool
               or
               a
               Madman
               will
               Wish
               any
               thing
               to
               be
               Other
               then
               as
               God
               has
               Made
               it
               .
               Let
               us
               Reform
               our
               Lives
               ,
               and
               Mend
               our
               Manners
               ,
               and
               set
               Every
               thing
               Right
               at
               Home
               first
               ,
               before
               we
               Take
               upon
               us
               to
               Correct
               the
               Works
               of
               Providence
               and
               Nature
               .
               The
               Husbandman
               thought
               Corn
               would
               do
               better
               without
               Beards
               ,
               'till
               he
               found
               that
               according
               to
               the
               Way
               he
               went
               to
               Work
               ,
               he
               should
               have
               neither
               One
               nor
               T'other
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLVII
             .
             A
             Country-man
             and
             a
             Hawk
             .
          
           
             A
             
               Country
               Fellow
            
             had
             the
             Fortune
             to
             take
             a
             Hawk
             in
             the
             Hot
             Pursuit
             of
             a
             Pigeon
             .
             The
             Hawk
             Pleaded
             for
             her self
             ,
             that
             she
             never
             did
             the
             Country-man
             any
             Harm
             ,
             and
             therefore
             I
             hope
             ,
             says
             she
             ,
             that
             You
             'l
             do
             Me
             None
             .
             Well!
             says
             the
             Country-man
             ,
             and
             pray
             what
             Wrong
             did
             the
             Pigeon
             ever
             do
             you
             ?
             Now
             by
             the
             Reason
             of
             Your
             own
             Argument
             ,
             you
             must
             e'en
             Expect
             to
             be
             Treated
             Your self
             ,
             as
             You
             your self
             would
             have
             Treated
             This
             Pigeon
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               good
               to
               Think
               before
               we
               Speak
               ,
               for
               fear
               of
               Condemning
               our selves
               out
               of
               our
               Own
               Mouths
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Fable
               holds
               forth
               to
               us
               several
               Morals
               .
               Rapine
               and
               Injustice
               ,
               Meet
               in
               the
               End
               with
               Violence
               .
               One
               Murderer
               is
               Kill'd
               by
               Another
               .
               Adulterers
               are
               paid
               in
               kind
               ;
               and
               One
               Wicked
               Man
               Punishes
               Another
               .
               It
               is
               but
               according
               to
               the
               Course
               of
               the
               World
               for
               the
               Stronger
               to
               Oppress
               the
               Weaker
               ,
               and
               for
               Thieves
               Themselves
               to
               Rob
               one
               Another
               :
               But
               the
               more
               Mighty
               do
               well
               however
               in
               Avenging
               Those
               that
               are
               Oppress'd
               by
               the
               Less
               Mighty
               .
               And
               the
               Fable
               has
               This
               Prospect
               too
               ,
               that
               Princes
               are
               as
               much
               Ty'd
               to
               Vindicate
               their
               Subjects
               Cause
               as
               if
               it
               were
               their
               Own.
               
            
             
               'T
               is
               no
               News
               for
               the
               Weak
               and
               the
               Poor
               to
               be
               a
               Prey
               to
               the
               Strong
               ,
               and
               the
               Rich
               ,
               and
               the
               Vindication
               of
               the
               Innocent
               is
               no
               Ill
               Plea
               ,
               or
               Masque
               for
               the
               Oppressing
               of
               the
               Guilty
               .
               Birds
               of
               Prey
               are
               an
               Emblem
               of
               Rapacious
               Officers
               .
               A
               Superior
               Power
               takes
               away
               by
               Violence
               from
               Them
               ,
               That
               which
               by
               Violence
               they
               took
               away
               from
               Others
               :
               But
               it
               falls
               out
               too
               often
               that
               the
               Equity
               of
               Restitution
               is
               forgotten
               ,
               after
               the
               Execution
               of
               the
               Punishment
               .
               Now
               what
               is
               This
               way
               of
               Proceeding
               ,
               but
               Drinking
               the
               Blood
               of
               the
               Widow
               and
               the
               Orphan
               at
               second
               hand
               ?
               For
               He
               that
               takes
               away
               from
               a
               Thief
               ,
               That
               which
               the
               Thief
               ,
               to
               his
               Knowledge
               ,
               took
               from
               an
               Honest
               Man
               ,
               and
               Keeps
               it
               to
               Himself
               ,
               is
               the
               Wickeder
               Thief
               of
               the
               Two
               ,
               by
               how
               much
               the
               Rapine
               is
               made
               yet
               Blacker
               by
               the
               pretence
               of
               Piety
               and
               Justice
               ,
               Here
               's
               a
               Country-man
               takes
               a
               Hawk
               in
               the
               Chace
               of
               a
               Pigeon
               ,
               The
               Hawk
               Reasons
               the
               Case
               with
               him
               ;
               The
               Country-man
               Pleads
               the
               Pigeons
               Cause
               ,
               and
               upon
               a
               Fair
               Hearing
               ;
               The
               Hawk
               stands
               Condemn'd
               out
               of
               her
               own
               Mouth
               ,
               and
               the
               Innocent
               is
               consequently
               deliver'd
               from
               her
               Oppressor
               .
               Now
               here
               's
               One
               Violence
               Disappointed
               by
               Another
               ;
               A
               Poor
               Harmless
               Wretch
               Protected
               against
               a
               Powerful
               Adversary
               ;
               Justice
               done
               upon
               a
               Notorious
               Persecutor
               ;
               and
               yet
               after
               All
               This
               Glorious
               semblance
               of
               a
               Publique
               Spirited
               Generosity
               ,
               and
               Tenderness
               of
               Nature
               ,
               the
               Man
               only
               sav'd
               the
               Pigeon
               from
               the
               Hawk
               ,
               that
               he
               might
               Eat
               it
               Himself
               :
               And
               if
               we
               look
               Well
               about
               us
               we
               shall
               find
               This
               to
               be
               the
               Case
               of
               Most
               Mediations
               ,
               we
               meet
               with
               in
               the
               Name
               of
               Publique
               Justice
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLVIII.
             A
             Swallow
             and
             a
             Spider
             .
          
           
             A
             Spider
             that
             Observ'd
             a
             Swallow
             Catching
             of
             Flies
             ,
             fell
             Immediately
             to
             Work
             upon
             a
             Net
             to
             Catch
             Swallows
             ,
             for
             she
             lookt
             upon
             't
             as
             an
             Encroachment
             upon
             Her
             Right
             :
             But
             the
             Birds
             without
             any
             Difficulty
             ,
             brake
             through
             the
             Work
             ,
             and
             flew
             away
             with
             the
             very
             Net
             it self
             .
             Well
             ,
             says
             the
             Spider
             ,
             Bird-Catching
             is
             none
             of
             My
             Talent
             I
             perceive
             ;
             and
             so
             she
             return'd
             to
             her
             Old
             Trade
             of
             Catching
             Flies
             again
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               A
               Wise
               Man
               will
               not
               Undertake
               any
               thing
               without
               Means
               Answerable
               to
               the
               End.
               
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               LET
               Every
               Man
               Examine
               his
               Own
               Strength
               ,
               and
               the
               Force
               of
               the
               Enemy
               he
               is
               to
               Cope
               withal
               before
               he
               comes
               to
               Close
               ,
               and
               Grapple
               with
               him
               :
               For
               he
               's
               sure
               to
               go
               by
               the
               Worst
               that
               Contends
               with
               an
               Adversary
               that
               is
               too
               Mighty
               for
               him
               .
               'T
               is
               Good
               Advice
               not
               to
               Contend
               with
               Those
               that
               are
               too
               Strong
               for
               us
               ,
               but
               still
               with
               a
               saving
               to
               Honesty
               and
               Justice
               ,
               for
               the
               Integrity
               of
               the
               Mind
               must
               be
               supported
               against
               All
               Violence
               and
               Hazzards
               whatsoever
               .
               This
               of
               the
               Spider
               was
               a
               very
               Foolish
               Undertaking
               ,
               and
               as
               Unjust
               a
               Pretence
               ;
               for
               the
               Equity
               of
               the
               Case
               is
               Clearly
               Mistaken
               .
               The
               Intent
               of
               the
               Fable
               is
               to
               set
               us
               Right
               in
               the
               Understanding
               ,
               and
               Interpreting
               of
               Injuries
               .
               'T
               is
               an
               Unhappy
               Error
               to
               take
               things
               for
               Injuries
               that
               are
               Not
               so
               :
               And
               then
               supposing
               an
               Injury
               done
               ,
               't
               is
               a
               Nice
               Point
               to
               Proportion
               the
               Reparation
               to
               the
               Degree
               of
               the
               Indignity
               ;
               and
               to
               take
               a
               True
               Measure
               of
               our
               Own
               Force
               .
               It
               was
               a
               Ridiculous
               Project
               to
               think
               of
               Catching
               a
               Swallow
               in
               a
               Cobweb
               ;
               and
               the
               Spider
               was
               as
               much
               Out
               too
               in
               thinking
               to
               Restrain
               the
               Common
               Air
               to
               its
               own
               Particular
               Use.
               The
               Swallow
               was
               a
               Fly-Catcher
               as
               well
               as
               the
               Spider
               ,
               and
               no
               more
               an
               Inter-loper
               upon
               the
               Spider's
               Right
               ,
               then
               the
               Spider
               was
               upon
               the
               Swallows
               ;
               for
               the
               Flies
               were
               in
               Common
               to
               Both.
               Those
               People
               ,
               in
               short
               ,
               deserve
               to
               be
               Doubly
               Laugh'd
               at
               ,
               that
               are
               Pevish
               ,
               and
               Angry
               ;
               First
               for
               Nothing
               ,
               and
               2ly
               .
               to
               no
               manner
               of
               Purpose
               .
            
             
               This
               Envious
               Injustice
               is
               Frequent
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               for
               why
               should
               People
               think
               to
               Engrose
               and
               Appropriate
               the
               Common
               Benefits
               of
               Fire
               ,
               Air
               ,
               and
               Water
               to
               Themselves
               ;
               Not
               but
               that
               there
               are
               Swarms
               and
               Swarms
               of
               This
               sort
               of
               State-Spiders
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               that
               Reckon
               Every
               Fly
               that
               's
               taken
               out
               of
               the
               Common-Stock
               ,
               as
               a
               Penny
               out
               of
               their
               
                 Own
                 Pockets
              
               .
               The
               Bounties
               of
               God
               and
               of
               Princes
               ought
               to
               be
               Free
               ,
               both
               Alike
               ,
               without
               making
               Every
               Morsel
               of
               Bread
               that
               an
               Honest
               Man
               puts
               in
               his
               Mouth
               to
               be
               the
               Robbing
               of
               a
               Minion
               .
               Wherefore
               let
               Every
               Man
               Compute
               ,
               first
               what
               he
               ought
               to
               do
               .
               2ly
               .
               What
               he
               is
               Able
               to
               do
               .
               Provided
               3ly
               .
               That
               he
               Govern
               himself
               by
               the
               Rules
               of
               Vertue
               and
               Discretion
               .
               This
               Consideration
               before
               hand
               ,
               would
               have
               sav'd
               the
               Foolish
               Spider
               the
               Trouble
               of
               Setting
               Nets
               for
               Swallows
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLIX
             .
             A
             Country-man
             and
             a
             River
             .
          
           
             A
             Country-man
             that
             was
             to
             Pass
             a
             River
             ,
             Sounded
             it
             up
             and
             down
             to
             try
             where
             it
             was
             most
             Fordable
             ;
             and
             upon
             Tryal
             he
             made
             This
             Observation
             on
             't
             :
             Where
             the
             Water
             ran
             Smooth
             ,
             he
             found
             it
             Deepest
             ;
             and
             on
             the
             contrary
             ,
             Shallowest
             where
             it
             made
             most
             Noise
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               's
               More
               Danger
               in
               a
               Reserv'd
               and
               Silent
               ,
               then
               in
               a
               Noisy
               ,
               Babbling
               Enemy
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               GREAT
               Talkers
               are
               not
               always
               the
               Greatest
               Doers
               ,
               and
               the
               Danger
               is
               Greatest
               ,
               where
               there
               's
               least
               Blustering
               and
               Clamour
               .
            
             
               Much
               Tongue
               ,
               and
               much
               Judgment
               seldom
               go
               together
               ,
               for
               Talking
               and
               Thinking
               are
               Two
               Quite
               Differing
               Faculties
               ,
               and
               there
               's
               commonly
               more
               Depth
               where
               there
               's
               Less
               Noise
               .
               We
               find
               it
               to
               be
               Thus
               betwixt
               your
               superficial
               Men
               ,
               and
               Men
               that
               are
               well
               Founded
               in
               Any
               Art
               ,
               Science
               ,
               or
               Profession
               .
               As
               in
               Philosophy
               ,
               Divinity
               ,
               Arms
               ,
               History
               ,
               Manners
               .
               The
               very
               Practice
               of
               Babbling
               is
               a
               Great
               Weakness
               ,
               and
               not
               only
               the
               Humour
               ,
               but
               the
               Matter
               shews
               it
               so
               :
               tho'
               upon
               the
               Main
               ,
               it
               is
               not
               Capable
               either
               of
               Much
               Good
               ,
               or
               of
               Much
               Evil
               ;
               for
               as
               there
               's
               No
               Trusting
               in
               the
               Case
               ,
               so
               there
               's
               No
               Great
               Danger
               from
               them
               ,
               in
               the
               Manage
               of
               any
               Design
               ;
               for
               Many
               and
               Rash
               Words
               Betray
               the
               Speaker
               of
               them
               .
               As
               to
               the
               Man
               of
               Silence
               and
               Reserve
               ,
               that
               keeps
               himself
               Close
               ,
               and
               his
               Thoughts
               Private
               ,
               He
               Weighs
               ,
               and
               Compares
               Things
               ,
               and
               Proceeds
               upon
               Deliberation
               .
               It
               is
               good
               to
               see
               and
               sound
               however
               ,
               before
               a
               Man
               Plunges
               ;
               for
               a
               Body
               may
               as
               well
               be
               Over-born
               by
               the
               Violence
               of
               a
               Shallow
               ,
               Rapid
               Stream
               ,
               as
               Swallow'd
               up
               in
               the
               Gulph
               of
               a
               smooth
               Water
               .
               'T
               is
               in
               This
               Case
               with
               Men
               ,
               as
               't
               is
               with
               Rivers
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLX
             .
             A
             Pigeon
             and
             a
             Pye.
             
          
           
             A
             Pye
             was
             Wond'ring
             once
             to
             a
             Pigeon
             ,
             why
             she
             would
             Breed
             still
             in
             the
             same
             Hole
             ,
             when
             her
             Young
             Ones
             were
             constantly
             taken
             away
             from
             her
             before
             they
             were
             able
             to
             fly
             .
             Why
             That
             's
             my
             Simplicity
             ,
             says
             the
             Pigeon
             .
             I
             mean
             no
             Harm
             ,
             and
             I
             suspect
             None
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               
                 Do
                 as
                 You
                 would
                 be
                 done
                 by
                 ,
              
               is
               a
               Better
               Rule
               in
               the
               Doctrine
               ,
               then
               in
               the
               Practice
               :
               For
               
                 Trust
                 as
                 you
                 would
                 be
                 Trusted
                 ,
              
               will
               not
               hold
               betwixt
               a
               Knave
               and
               an
               Honest
               Man.
               There
               's
               no
               Dealing
               with
               a
               Sharper
               but
               at
               his
               Own
               Play.
               
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Truer
               Hearted
               any
               Man
               is
               ,
               the
               more
               Lyable
               is
               he
               to
               be
               Impos'd
               upon
               :
               And
               then
               the
               World
               calls
               it
               Out-witting
               of
               a
               Man
               ;
               when
               ,
               in
               truth
               ,
               he
               's
               only
               Out-knav'd
               :
               And
               oblig'd
               ,
               even
               in
               Charity
               and
               Good
               Nature
               ,
               to
               Believe
               till
               he
               be
               Couzen'd
               .
               And
               we
               find
               the
               Country-man's
               Observation
               Confirm'd
               by
               Daily
               Experience
               .
               This
               does
               not
               yet
               Hinder
               a
               sincere
               Singleness
               of
               Heart
               from
               being
               a
               Vertue
               so
               necessary
               for
               the
               Comfort
               and
               Security
               of
               Mankind
               ,
               that
               Humane
               Society
               cannot
               subsist
               without
               it
               .
               And
               therefore
               't
               is
               a
               Thousand
               Pities
               it
               should
               be
               so
               Discountenanc'd
               ,
               and
               Abus'd
               ,
               as
               in
               the
               Common
               Practice
               of
               the
               World
               we
               find
               it
               is
               .
               But
               it
               stands
               Firm
               however
               to
               the
               same
               Tenor
               of
               Life
               ,
               As
               the
               Pigeon
               kept
               still
               to
               the
               same
               Hole
               to
               lay
               her
               Eggs
               in
               what'ere
               she
               Lost
               by
               't
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLXI
             .
             A
             Cuckow
             and
             a
             Hawk
             .
          
           
             BY
             the
             Beak
             ,
             and
             the
             Claws
             of
             a
             Cuckow
             ,
             one
             would
             take
             her
             for
             a
             kind
             of
             Hawk
             ;
             only
             the
             One
             Lives
             upon
             Worms
             ,
             and
             the
             Other
             upon
             Flesh
             :
             Insomuch
             that
             a
             Hawk
             Twitted
             a
             Cuckow
             One
             day
             with
             her
             Course
             Way
             of
             Feeding
             .
             If
             you
             'l
             Look
             like
             a
             Hawk
             ,
             Why
             don't
             you
             Live
             like
             a
             Hawk
             ?
             The
             Cuckow
             took
             This
             a
             little
             in
             Dudgeon
             ;
             but
             passing
             by
             a
             Pigeon-House
             some
             short
             time
             after
             ,
             what
             should
             she
             see
             but
             the
             Skin
             of
             This
             very
             Hawk
             upon
             a
             Pole
             ,
             on
             the
             Top
             of
             the
             Dove
             .
             
             House
             :
             Well!
             says
             the
             Cuckow
             (
             in
             Conceit
             )
             to
             the
             Hawk
             ,
             and
             had
             not
             you
             as
             good
             have
             been
             Eating
             Worms
             now
             ,
             as
             Pigeons
             ?
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Pride
               is
               an
               Abomination
               in
               the
               Sight
               of
               God
               ,
               and
               the
               Iudgment
               is
               Iust
               upon
               us
               ,
               when
               the
               Subject
               of
               our
               Vanity
               becomes
               the
               Occasion
               of
               our
               Ruine
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               A
               Safe
               Mediocrity
               is
               much
               better
               then
               an
               Envy'd
               ,
               and
               a
               Dangerous
               Excellency
               .
               They
               that
               in
               their
               Prosperity
               Despise
               Others
               ,
               shall
               be
               sure
               in
               their
               Adversity
               to
               be
               Despis'd
               Themselves
               .
               It
               is
               much
               the
               same
               Case
               with
               Men
               of
               Prey
               ,
               that
               it
               is
               with
               Birds
               of
               Prey
               .
               They
               take
               it
               for
               a
               Disparagement
               to
               Sort
               themselves
               with
               any
               Other
               then
               the
               Enemies
               of
               the
               Publique
               Peace
               :
               But
               Men
               that
               Live
               upon
               Rapine
               ,
               are
               set
               up
               for
               a
               Marque
               ,
               as
               the
               Common
               Enemy
               ;
               and
               all
               Heads
               and
               Hands
               are
               at
               Work
               to
               Destroy
               them
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLXII
             .
             A
             Country-man
             and
             an
             Ass.
             
          
           
             AS
             a
             Country-man
             was
             Grazing
             his
             Ass
             in
             a
             Meadow
             ,
             comes
             a
             Hot
             Alarum
             that
             the
             Enemy
             was
             just
             falling
             into
             their
             Quarters
             .
             The
             
               Poor
               Man
            
             calls
             presently
             to
             his
             Ass
             ,
             in
             a
             Terrible
             Fright
             ,
             to
             Scoure
             away
             as
             fast
             as
             he
             could
             Scamper
             :
             for
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             we
             shall
             be
             Taken
             else
             .
             Well
             ,
             quoth
             the
             Ass
             ,
             and
             what
             if
             we
             should
             be
             Taken
             ?
             I
             have
             One
             Pack-Saddle
             upon
             my
             Back
             already
             ,
             will
             they
             Clap
             Another
             a
             top
             of
             that
             d'
             ye
             Think
             ?
             I
             can
             but
             be
             a
             Slave
             wherever
             I
             am
             :
             So
             that
             Taken
             ,
             or
             not
             Taken
             ,
             't
             is
             all
             a
             Case
             to
             Me.
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               It
               's
               some
               Comfort
               for
               a
               Body
               to
               be
               so
               Low
               that
               he
               cannot
               fall
               :
               And
               in
               such
               a
               Condition
               already
               that
               cannot
               well
               be
               Worse
               .
               If
               a
               Man
               be
               Born
               to
               be
               a
               Slave
               ,
               no
               matter
               to
               what
               Master
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               HERE
               's
               a
               Fiction
               of
               an
               Alarum
               ,
               and
               we
               'll
               suppose
               it
               to
               be
               a
               False
               One
               too
               ;
               for
               the
               Inventer
               has
               not
               Determin'd
               the
               Point
               .
               Now
               the
               Fancy
               will
               have
               more
               Force
               and
               Quickness
               in
               't
               that
               Way
               ,
               then
               T'other
               ;
               and
               the
               Asses
               Reasoning
               upon
               the
               Case
               ,
               will
               hold
               good
               both
               Ways
               alike
               :
               Only
               the
               Asses
               in
               the
               Moral
               are
               more
               Frightful
               then
               the
               Asses
               in
               the
               
                 Fable
                 ▪
                 We
                 shall
                 be
                 Taken
                 else
                 ,
              
               is
               the
               Song
               of
               All
               Popular
               Male-Contents
               ,
               when
               they
               design
               a
               Change
               of
               Government
               :
               And
               so
               they
               Hurry
               the
               Mobile
               Headlong
               ,
               upon
               the
               very
               Dread
               of
               Imaginary
               Chains
               and
               Shackles
               ,
               into
               the
               Slavery
               they
               Fear'd
               :
               But
               
                 some
                 Asses
              
               are
               Wiser
               then
               Others
               ;
               for
               the
               Multitude
               would
               Answer
               their
               Masters
               else
               in
               the
               
                 One
                 Instance
              
               ,
               as
               the
               Animal
               here
               in
               the
               Emblem
               Answer'd
               His
               ,
               in
               the
               Other
               :
               Here
               was
               no
               Scampering
               away
               at
               a
               Venture
               ,
               without
               Fear
               ,
               or
               Wit
               ;
               No
               Sollicitous
               Enquiry
               whether
               the
               News
               was
               True
               or
               No
               :
               But
               the
               Mythologist
               has
               prudently
               ,
               and
               for
               our
               Instruction
               ,
               Cast
               those
               Two
               Circumstances
               out
               of
               the
               Question
               ,
               and
               laid
               the
               Stress
               of
               it
               upon
               This
               single
               Issue
               .
               As
               who
               should
               say
               ;
               In
               all
               Governments
               there
               must
               be
               Burdens
               to
               be
               Born
               ,
               and
               People
               to
               Bear
               them
               :
               And
               who
               so
               Proper
               to
               bear
               Those
               Burdens
               ,
               as
               Those
               that
               Providence
               and
               Policy
               have
               Appointed
               and
               Design'd
               for
               that
               Office
               and
               Station
               ?
               So
               that
               't
               is
               all
               one
               to
               the
               Common
               People
               who
               's
               Uppermost
               (
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               upon
               the
               Matter
               of
               Ease
               and
               Liberty
               )
               for
               Asses
               must
               be
               Asses
               still
               whoever
               Rides
               them
               ;
               And
               Providence
               will
               keep
               the
               World
               in
               Order
               still
               ,
               whoever
               Grumbles
               at
               it
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLXIII
             .
             A
             Fox
             and
             a
             Knot
             of
             Gossips
             .
          
           
             A
             Fox
             that
             was
             taking
             a
             Walk
             one
             Night
             Cross
             a
             Village
             spy'd
             a
             Bevy
             of
             
               Iolly
               ,
               Gossipping
               Wenches
            
             ,
             making
             Merry
             over
             a
             Dish
             of
             Pullets
             .
             Why
             Ay
             ,
             says
             he
             ;
             Is
             not
             this
             a
             Brave
             World
             now
             ?
             A
             Poor
             Innocent
             Fox
             cannot
             so
             much
             as
             Peep
             into
             a
             Hen-Roost
             ,
             though
             but
             to
             Keep
             Life
             and
             Soul
             together
             ,
             and
             what
             a
             Bawling
             do
             you
             make
             on
             't
             presently
             with
             your
             Dogs
             ,
             and
             your
             Bastards
             !
             And
             yet
             You
             your selves
             can
             lie
             Stuffing
             your
             Guts
             here
             with
             your
             Hens
             ,
             and
             your
             Capons
             ,
             and
             not
             a
             Word
             of
             the
             Pudding
             .
             How
             now
             Bold-Face
             ,
             crys
             an
             
               Old
               Trot.
            
             Sirrah
             ,
             we
             Eat
             our
             
               Own
               Hens
            
             ,
             I
             'd
             have
             you
             know
             ;
             and
             what
             you
             Eat
             ,
             you
             Steal
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               are
               Men
               of
               Prey
               as
               well
               as
               Beasts
               of
               Prey
               ,
               that
               Account
               Rapine
               as
               good
               a
               Title
               as
               Propriety
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               gives
               us
               to
               Understand
               ,
               first
               ,
               that
               a
               Man
               may
               do
               what
               he
               will
               with
               his
               Own
               ;
               but
               he
               has
               Nothing
               to
               do
               with
               the
               Propriety
               of
               Another
               Body
               .
               2dly
               ,
               That
               People
               may
               do
               any
               Thing
               with
               Impunity
               where
               there
               's
               No
               body
               to
               call
               'em
               to
               Account
               for
               't
               ;
               And
               that
               which
               is
               Death
               for
               One
               to
               do
               is
               Lawful
               for
               Another
               .
            
             
               There
               are
               several
               Starts
               of
               Fancy
               ,
               that
               Off-hand
               look
               well
               enough
               ;
               but
               bring
               them
               to
               the
               Test
               ,
               and
               there
               's
               Nothing
               in
               '
               em
               .
               The
               Foxes
               Reproach
               here
               upon
               the
               Gossips
               ,
               was
               a
               Frolique
               Pleasant
               enough
               ;
               but
               without
               any
               Colour
               ,
               or
               Congruity
               of
               Reason
               ;
               and
               the
               Fallacy
               lies
               ,
               from
               the
               same
               Thing
               done
               by
               several
               Persons
               ,
               to
               the
               same
               Right
               of
               Doing
               it
               ;
               though
               under
               Circumstances
               so
               Different
               ,
               that
               there
               's
               no
               Parity
               at
               all
               betwixt
               them
               upon
               the
               Collation
               .
               This
               Freak
               has
               somewhat
               of
               the
               Air
               in
               't
               of
               the
               Young
               Fellow's
               Conceit
               to
               his
               Father
               ,
               when
               he
               took
               him
               Ruffling
               his
               Grand-mother
               .
               
                 Why
                 may
                 not
                 I
                 lie
                 with
                 your
                 Mother
                 ,
              
               says
               he
               ,
               
                 as
                 well
                 as
                 You
                 lie
                 with
                 Mine
                 ?
              
               These
               Foxes
               should
               do
               well
               to
               Consider
               ,
               that
               High-Way-Men
               ,
               and
               Other
               Criminals
               have
               as
               much
               to
               say
               for
               themselves
               ,
               where
               there
               's
               a
               Breach
               of
               Law
               ,
               and
               Common
               Justice
               in
               the
               Case
               .
               This
               Instance
               of
               the
               Fox
               and
               the
               Gossips
               ,
               comes
               to
               the
               Old
               Proverb
               ;
               that
               
                 One
                 may
                 better
                 Steal
                 a
                 Horse
                 then
                 Another
                 look
                 over
                 the
                 Hedge
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLXIV
             .
             
               Capons
               Fat
            
             and
             Lean.
             
          
           
             THere
             were
             a
             Great
             many
             
               Cramm'd
               Capons
            
             together
             in
             a
             Coop
             ;
             some
             of
             'em
             very
             Fair
             and
             Fat
             ,
             and
             Others
             again
             that
             did
             not
             Thrive
             upon
             Feeding
             .
             The
             Fat
             ones
             would
             be
             ever
             and
             anon
             making
             sport
             with
             the
             Lean
             ,
             and
             calling
             them
             Starvelings
             ;
             till
             in
             the
             End
             ,
             the
             Cook
             was
             Order'd
             to
             Dress
             so
             many
             Capons
             for
             Supper
             ,
             and
             to
             be
             sure
             to
             take
             the
             Best
             in
             the
             Pen
             :
             when
             it
             came
             to
             That
             once
             ,
             they
             that
             had
             most
             Flesh
             upon
             their
             Backs
             ,
             wish'd
             they
             had
             had
             Less
             ,
             and
             't
             would
             have
             been
             Better
             for
             '
             em
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Prosperity
               makes
               People
               Proud
               ,
               Fat
               ,
               and
               Wanton
               ;
               but
               when
               a
               Day
               of
               Reck-ning
               comes
               ,
               They
               are
               the
               First
               still
               that
               go
               to
               Pot.
               
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               
                 Fat
                 Capons
              
               in
               This
               Fable
               ,
               are
               the
               Rich
               ,
               the
               Great
               ,
               and
               the
               (
               Externally
               )
               Happy
               Men
               in
               the
               World.
               People
               Weigh
               Vertue
               ,
               in
               Common
               Reputation
               ,
               as
               they
               do
               Flesh
               in
               the
               Market
               ,
               at
               so
               much
               a
               Pound
               .
               They
               Agree
               too
               in
               the
               Contempt
               of
               Men
               of
               a
               Less
               Size
               and
               Quality
               ,
               and
               they
               Meet
               with
               the
               Same
               Fate
               in
               the
               End
               too
               ,
               by
               a
               Just
               Judgment
               upon
               them
               for
               their
               Insulting
               Vanity
               .
               They
               are
               made
               the
               very
               Mark
               for
               Envy
               ,
               and
               Avarice
               to
               shoot
               at
               :
               and
               Equally
               in
               danger
               of
               being
               Sacrific'd
               ,
               either
               to
               Tyranny
               ,
               or
               to
               Faction
               .
               The
               Poor
               ,
               in
               fine
               ,
               have
               This
               Consolation
               ,
               that
               their
               Condition
               is
               safer
               ,
               and
               Easier
               ,
               then
               That
               of
               the
               Rich
               :
               And
               All
               People
               in
               the
               World
               will
               agree
               with
               Those
               Capons
               in
               the
               Fable
               ,
               that
               it
               is
               better
               to
               
                 Live
                 Leaner
              
               then
               to
               
                 Dye
                 Fat.
              
               
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLXV.
             Oxen
             and
             a
             Piece
             of
             Timber
             .
          
           
             THE
             Timber
             was
             Complaining
             of
             the
             Ingratitude
             of
             the
             Oxen.
             How
             often
             ,
             says
             the
             Timber
             ,
             have
             I
             fed
             ye
             with
             my
             Leaves
             ,
             and
             Reliev'd
             ye
             under
             My
             Shadow
             ?
             and
             for
             You
             to
             Drag
             me
             now
             at
             This
             rate
             ,
             over
             Dirt
             and
             Stones
             !
             Alas
             !
             cry'd
             the
             Oxen
             :
             Do
             not
             you
             see
             how
             we
             Pant
             and
             Groan
             ,
             and
             how
             we
             are
             Goaded
             on
             ,
             to
             do
             what
             we
             Do
             ?
             The
             Timber
             Consider'd
             how
             Unwillingly
             they
             did
             it
             ,
             and
             so
             Forgave
             them
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               What
               we
               are
               forc'd
               to
               do
               by
               an
               Over-ruling
               Power
               and
               Necessity
               ,
               is
               not
               properly
               our
               Own
               Act.
               
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               not
               the
               Thing
               that
               is
               Done
               ,
               but
               the
               Intention
               in
               the
               Doing
               of
               it
               ,
               that
               makes
               the
               Action
               Good
               ,
               or
               Evil.
               There
               's
               a
               Great
               Difference
               betwixt
               what
               we
               do
               upon
               Force
               ,
               and
               what
               upon
               Inclination
               ;
               and
               the
               Good
               Will
               is
               never
               the
               less
               Obliging
               ,
               though
               by
               some
               Unlucky
               Accident
               it
               should
               be
               Diverted
               to
               my
               Ruine
               .
               Where
               there
               is
               neither
               Privity
               ,
               nor
               Consent
               ,
               there
               can
               be
               no
               Malice
               ,
               and
               Consequently
               No
               Crime
               ,
               or
               Disobligation
               .
               For
               All
               other
               Misadventures
               Amount
               to
               no
               more
               in
               Truth
               ,
               then
               That
               which
               we
               call
               Ill
               Luck
               ,
               in
               the
               Common
               Accidents
               of
               Life
               ,
               wherefore
               the
               Timber
               was
               in
               the
               Right
               to
               Forgive
               the
               Oxen
               here
               ,
               and
               so
               shall
               We
               be
               too
               ,
               if
               after
               the
               Doctrine
               ,
               and
               Example
               of
               This
               Fable
               ,
               we
               forgive
               one
               Another
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLXVI.
             
               Trees
               Streight
            
             and
             Crook'd
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Delicate
             Plantation
             of
             Trees
             that
             were
             All
             
               Well-grown
               ,
               Fair
            
             and
             Smooth
             ,
             save
             only
             One
             Dwarf
             among
             them
             that
             was
             Knotty
             ,
             and
             Crooked
             ,
             and
             the
             Rest
             had
             it
             in
             Derision
             .
             The
             Master
             of
             the
             Wood
             ,
             it
             seems
             ,
             was
             to
             Build
             a
             House
             ,
             and
             Appointed
             his
             Workman
             to
             supply
             the
             Timber
             out
             of
             That
             Grove
             ,
             and
             to
             Cut
             down
             Every
             Stick
             on
             't
             that
             they
             found
             fit
             for
             Service
             .
             They
             did
             as
             they
             were
             Order'd
             ,
             and
             This
             
               Ill-Favour'd
               Piece
            
             was
             left
             Alone
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Celebrated
               Beauties
               are
               seldom
               Fortunate
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               a
               Felicity
               to
               be
               Plain
               ,
               and
               Inconsiderable
               ,
               where
               't
               is
               Dangerous
               to
               be
               Otherwise
               .
               There
               are
               a
               Thousand
               Inconveniences
               that
               Attend
               Great
               Beauties
               and
               Fortunes
               ,
               which
               the
               Poor
               and
               Deformed
               are
               Free
               from
               ;
               Not
               but
               that
               it
               is
               Better
               to
               fall
               Honourable
               in
               the
               Service
               of
               the
               Publique
               ,
               then
               to
               Survive
               ,
               in
               the
               Scandal
               of
               an
               Unprofitable
               ,
               and
               an
               Inglorious
               Life
               .
               The
               Moral
               gives
               us
               also
               to
               Understand
               ,
               that
               
                 Pride
                 will
                 have
                 a
                 Fall
              
               ,
               and
               that
               No
               Personal
               Advantages
               can
               either
               Justifie
               ,
               or
               Protect
               Great
               Men
               in
               their
               Insolence
               over
               their
               Inferiors
               .
               The
               
                 Beautiful
                 Trees
              
               go
               all
               to
               Wrack
               here
               ,
               and
               only
               the
               Mis-shapen
               ,
               and
               
                 Despicable
                 Dwarf
              
               is
               left
               Standing
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLXVII
             .
             A
             Swan
             and
             a
             Stork
             .
          
           
             A
             Stork
             that
             was
             Present
             at
             the
             Song
             of
             a
             Dying
             Swan
             ,
             told
             her
             't
             was
             contrary
             to
             Nature
             to
             Sing
             so
             much
             out
             of
             Season
             ;
             and
             Ask'd
             her
             the
             Reason
             of
             it
             ?
             Why
             ,
             says
             the
             Swan
             ,
             I
             am
             now
             Entering
             into
             a
             State
             where
             I
             shall
             be
             no
             longer
             in
             Danger
             of
             either
             Snares
             ,
             Guns
             ,
             or
             Hunger
             :
             and
             who
             would
             not
             joy
             at
             such
             a
             deliverance
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Death
               is
               but
               the
               Last
               Farewell
               to
               All
               the
               Difficulties
               ,
               Pains
               ,
               and
               Hazzards
               of
               Life
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               a
               Great
               Folly
               to
               Fear
               that
               which
               it
               is
               Impossible
               to
               Avoid
               ;
               and
               it
               is
               yet
               a
               Greater
               Folly
               to
               Fear
               the
               Remedy
               of
               All
               Evils
               :
               For
               Death
               Cures
               All
               Diseases
               ,
               and
               Frees
               us
               from
               All
               Cares
               .
               It
               is
               as
               Great
               a
               Folly
               again
               ,
               not
               to
               Prepare
               our selves
               ,
               and
               Provide
               for
               the
               Entertainment
               of
               an
               Inevitable
               fate
               .
               We
               are
               as
               sure
               to
               go
               Out
               of
               the
               World
               ,
               as
               we
               are
               that
               ever
               we
               came
               In
               to
               't
               ;
               and
               Nothing
               but
               the
               Conscience
               of
               a
               Good
               Life
               can
               Support
               us
               in
               That
               Last
               Extremity
               .
               The
               Fiction
               of
               a
               Swan's
               Singing
               at
               her
               Death
               ,
               does
               ,
               in
               the
               Moral
               ,
               but
               Advise
               ,
               and
               Recommend
               it
               to
               us
               ,
               to
               make
               ready
               for
               the
               Chearful
               Entertainment
               of
               our
               Last
               Hour
               ,
               and
               to
               Consider
               with
               our Selves
               ,
               that
               if
               Death
               be
               so
               Welcome
               a
               Relief
               even
               to
               Animals
               ,
               barely
               as
               a
               Deliverance
               from
               the
               Cares
               ,
               Miseries
               ,
               and
               Dangers
               of
               a
               Troublesome
               Life
               ,
               how
               much
               a
               Greater
               Blessing
               ,
               ought
               All
               Good
               Men
               to
               Account
               it
               then
               ,
               that
               are
               not
               only
               Freed
               by
               it
               from
               the
               Snares
               ,
               Difficulties
               and
               Distractions
               of
               a
               Wicked
               World
               ,
               but
               put
               into
               Possession
               (
               over
               and
               above
               )
               of
               an
               Everlasting
               Peace
               and
               the
               Fruition
               of
               Joys
               that
               shall
               never
               have
               an
               End
               !
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLXVIII
             .
             The
             
               Inconsolable
               Widow
            
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Poor
             Young
             Woman
             that
             had
             brought
             her self
             e'en
             to
             Death's
             door
             with
             Grief
             for
             her
             Sick
             Husband
             ,
             but
             the
             Good
             Man
             ,
             her
             Father
             ,
             did
             All
             he
             could
             to
             Comfort
             her
             .
             Come
             ,
             Child
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             We
             are
             ,
             all
             Mortal
             :
             Pluck
             up
             a
             Good
             Heart
             my
             Girl
             ;
             for
             let
             the
             Worst
             come
             to
             the
             Worst
             ,
             I
             have
             a
             Better
             Husband
             in
             store
             for
             thee
             ,
             when
             This
             is
             gone
             .
             Alas
             Sir
             ,
             says
             she
             ,
             what
             d'
             ye
             talk
             of
             
               Another
               Husband
            
             for
             ?
             why
             you
             had
             as
             good
             have
             Struck
             a
             Dagger
             to
             my
             Heart
             .
             No
             ,
             No
             ;
             If
             ever
             I
             think
             of
             Another
             Husband
             may
             —
             Without
             any
             more
             ado
             the
             Man
             dies
             ,
             and
             the
             Woman
             Immediately
             breaks
             out
             into
             such
             Transports
             of
             Tearing
             her
             Hair
             ,
             and
             Beating
             her
             Breast
             ,
             that
             Every
             body
             thought
             she
             'd
             have
             run
             Stark-Mad
             upon
             't
             :
             But
             upon
             second
             Thoughts
             ,
             she
             Wipes
             her
             Eyes
             ;
             Lifts
             'em
             up
             ,
             and
             cries
             
               Heaven's
               Will
               be
               done
            
             ;
             and
             then
             turns
             to
             her
             Father
             ,
             Pray
             Sir
             ,
             says
             she
             ,
             
               About
               T'other
               Husband
               you
               were
               speaking
               of
               ,
               Is
               he
               here
               in
               the
               House
               ?
            
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               This
               Fable
               gives
               us
               to
               Understand
               ,
               that
               a
               Widows
               Tears
               are
               quickly
               Dry'd
               up
               ,
               and
               that
               it
               is
               not
               Impossible
               for
               a
               Woman
               to
               Out-live
               the
               Death
               of
               her
               Husband
               ;
               And
               after
               All
               the
               Outrages
               of
               her
               Funeral
               Sorrow
               ,
               to
               Propose
               to
               her self
               many
               a
               Merry
               Hour
               in
               the
               Arms
               of
               a
               Second
               Spouse
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               HERE
               's
               the
               Figure
               of
               a
               Worldly
               Sorrow
               ,
               and
               of
               a
               Worldly
               Love
               ,
               drawn
               to
               the
               Life
               ,
               from
               the
               Heart
               and
               Humour
               of
               a
               Right
               ,
               Worldly
               Woman
               .
               Hypocrisie
               Out-does
               the
               Truth
               ,
               in
               Grief
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               in
               Religion
               .
               'T
               is
               too
               Fierce
               and
               Noisie
               ,
               to
               be
               Natural
               ;
               but
               the
               Ostentation
               supplies
               the
               Place
               of
               the
               Duty
               .
               If
               the
               Wives
               Transports
               had
               not
               been
               Counterfeit
               ,
               they
               would
               have
               been
               as
               Certain
               Death
               as
               the
               Husbands
               Disease
               :
               For
               Flesh
               and
               Blood
               is
               not
               able
               to
               Bear
               up
               under
               so
               Intolerable
               a
               Weight
               .
               It
               is
               in
               short
               ,
               only
               the
               Acting
               a
               Part
               ,
               not
               the
               Discharge
               of
               a
               Flowing
               Passion
               ;
               she
               takes
               the
               Hint
               ;
               Plays
               her
               Roll
               ;
               Cries
               out
               her
               Set-Time
               ,
               and
               when
               the
               Farce
               is
               over
               ,
               betakes
               herself
               from
               her
               Infirmity
               to
               her
               Philosophy
               ;
               not
               forgetting
               the
               Politique
               Part
               all
               this
               while
               ,
               of
               making
               her
               Mourning
               for
               One
               Husband
               ,
               Prologue
               to
               the
               Drawing-on
               of
               Another
               .
            
             
               And
               This
               is
               not
               the
               Poor
               Woman's
               Case
               Alone
               ,
               but
               many
               a
               Poor
               Man's
               too
               ;
               for
               the
               Extravagance
               holds
               for
               a
               Sick
               Wife
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               for
               a
               Sick
               Husband
               .
               'T
               is
               Custom
               ,
               Practice
               and
               Good
               Manners
               ,
               in
               fine
               ,
               that
               in
               a
               Great
               Measure
               Rules
               This
               Affair
               .
               People
               Proportion
               their
               Griefs
               to
               their
               Hopes
               ,
               and
               their
               Tears
               to
               their
               Legacies
               .
               There
               is
               as
               much
               a
               Fashion
               in
               the
               Mourning
               Face
               ,
               as
               in
               the
               Mourning
               Dress
               ;
               and
               our
               very
               Looks
               must
               be
               in
               Mode
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               Our
               Cloaths
               .
               This
               Hint
               Minds
               me
               of
               a
               Pleasant
               Droll
               of
               a
               Painter
               ,
               to
               an
               Honourable
               Lady
               of
               My
               Acquaintance
               that
               was
               sitting
               for
               her
               Picture
               .
               Madam
               (
               says
               he
               )
               
                 will
                 your
                 Ladyship
                 be
                 pleas'd
                 to
                 have
                 your
                 Lip
                 drawn
                 as
                 they
                 Wear
                 'em
                 now
                 ?
              
               It
               is
               a
               Notable
               Part
               of
               Good
               Breeding
               ,
               to
               know
               When
               ,
               and
               How
               ,
               and
               how
               Much
               ,
               and
               how
               Long
               to
               Cry
               ;
               and
               
                 Every
                 Thing
                 must
                 be
                 done
                 too
                 as
                 they
                 do
                 it
                 Now.
              
               I
               speak
               This
               ,
               as
               to
               the
               Method
               of
               a
               Widows
               Lamentations
               :
               But
               
                 when
                 the
                 Husband
                 's
                 Dead
                 ,
                 the
                 Play
                 is
                 Done
              
               ;
               and
               then
               it
               comes
               to
               the
               Old
               Bear-Garden
               Case
               ,
               when
               the
               Bull
               had
               Toss'd
               a
               Poor
               Fellow
               that
               went
               to
               save
               his
               Dog
               :
               There
               was
               a
               mighty
               Bussle
               about
               him
               ,
               with
               Brandy
               and
               Other
               Cordials
               to
               bring
               him
               to
               Himself
               again
               ;
               but
               when
               the
               College
               found
               there
               was
               no
               Good
               to
               be
               done
               on
               't
               .
               
                 Well
                 Go
                 thy
                 ways
                 Iacques
              
               ,
               says
               a
               Jolly
               Member
               of
               That
               Society
               ,
               
                 There
                 's
                 the
                 Best
                 Backsword-Man
                 in
                 the
                 Field
                 gone
                 ,
                 Come
                 Play
                 Another
                 Dog.
              
               The
               Sick
               Husband
               here
               wanted
               for
               neither
               Slops
               nor
               Doctors
               ,
               and
               Every
               Thing
               was
               in
               a
               Hurry
               too
               in
               Both
               Places
               Alike
               .
               The
               Man
               Dies
               and
               the
               Woman
               Bethinks
               her self
               .
               Well
               ,
               says
               she
               ,
               
                 There
                 's
                 the
                 Best
                 Husband
                 Gone
                 that
                 ever
                 Woman
                 had
                 to
                 do
                 withal
                 :
                 But
                 ,
                 Pray
                 Sir
                 ,
                 is
                 T'other
                 Husband
                 in
                 the
                 House
                 that
                 you
                 were
                 speaking
                 of
                 ?
              
               What
               is
               all
               This
               now
               ,
               but
               directly
               to
               the
               Tune
               of
               
                 the
                 Butcher's
                 Backsword-Man
              
               ,
               and
               
                 Playing
                 Another
                 Dog
              
               ?
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLXIX
             .
             A
             Wench
             Parting
             with
             her
             Sweet-heart
             .
          
           
             A
             Common
             Wench
             was
             Wringing
             her
             Hands
             ,
             and
             Crying
             her self
             to
             death
             almost
             ;
             and
             what
             was
             the
             Bus'ness
             forsooth
             ,
             but
             she
             had
             Newly
             Parted
             with
             her
             Sweet-heart
             .
             Away
             ,
             ye
             Fool
             you
             (
             says
             One
             of
             her
             Neighbors
             )
             to
             Torment
             your self
             out
             of
             your
             Life
             for
             such
             a
             Fellow
             as
             This
             !
             Nay
             ,
             says
             the
             Lass
             ,
             I
             am
             not
             so
             much
             Troubled
             at
             Parting
             with
             the
             Man
             ;
             but
             he
             has
             Carry'd
             away
             his
             Coat
             too
             ;
             and
             truly
             ,
             when
             he
             had
             given
             me
             All
             he
             had
             in
             the
             World
             beside
             ,
             methinks
             I
             might
             e'en
             have
             had
             That
             too
             as
             well
             as
             All
             the
             Rest.
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Here
               's
               a
               Mercenary
               Prostitute
               Drawn
               to
               the
               very
               quick
               ,
               that
               lays
               her
               Profit
               more
               to
               Heart
               then
               her
               Love.
               
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               IT
               seldom
               falls
               out
               that
               a
               
                 Common
                 Mistress
              
               troubles
               her
               Head
               much
               with
               Particular
               Inclinations
               ,
               though
               there
               are
               some
               Mercenaries
               so
               Generous
               yet
               ,
               in
               the
               Way
               of
               their
               Profession
               ,
               that
               rather
               then
               not
               Trade
               at
               all
               ,
               they
               'll
               Trade
               to
               Loss
               .
               But
               This
               was
               not
               the
               Case
               of
               the
               Sorrowful
               Wight
               here
               in
               the
               Fable
               :
               Her
               Trouble
               was
               the
               Loss
               of
               the
               Coat
               ,
               not
               the
               Loss
               of
               the
               Man.
               'T
               is
               the
               same
               Thing
               with
               Cheats
               and
               Sharpers
               ,
               that
               't
               is
               with
               Whores
               ;
               and
               the
               same
               Humour
               ,
               in
               short
               ,
               that
               we
               find
               in
               All
               Humane
               Beasts
               of
               Prey
               .
               There
               can
               be
               No
               Friendship
               where
               there
               's
               Treachery
               ;
               but
               there
               are
               Degrees
               in
               Treachery
               it self
               ;
               As
               the
               Betraying
               of
               an
               Honourable
               Confidence
               ,
               and
               of
               a
               sacred
               Trust
               ,
               is
               the
               Basest
               of
               All
               Perfidies
               .
               This
               Shuffling
               Inclination
               shews
               it self
               in
               us
               Betimes
               ;
               and
               Children
               do
               Naturally
               Apply
               themselves
               to
               their
               Little
               Shifts
               and
               Frauds
               .
               Now
               't
               is
               not
               much
               Amiss
               to
               let
               them
               Understand
               so
               much
               of
               the
               Roguery
               of
               the
               World
               ,
               as
               to
               secure
               them
               from
               being
               Wheedled
               ,
               and
               Impos'd
               upon
               :
               Provided
               that
               under
               Colour
               of
               Teaching
               them
               to
               Discover
               Abuses
               ,
               they
               be
               not
               Encourag'd
               to
               Practice
               them
               :
               For
               He
               that
               perfectly
               Understands
               False
               Play
               ,
               lies
               under
               a
               Dangerous
               Temptation
               ,
               at
               some
               time
               or
               Other
               ,
               to
               make
               Use
               on
               't
               .
               And
               when
               he
               's
               Once
               In
               ,
               't
               is
               no
               Easie
               Matter
               to
               get
               him
               Out
               again
               .
               Never
               was
               any
               Whore
               yet
               so
               Impudent
               as
               not
               to
               feel
               some
               Touch
               of
               Modesty
               and
               Remorse
               ,
               upon
               the
               First
               False
               Step
               she
               made
               :
               But
               Wicked
               People
               Harden
               by
               Little
               and
               Little
               ,
               and
               so
               go
               on
               by
               Degrees
               ,
               till
               they
               are
               past
               all
               Sense
               either
               of
               Shame
               :
               or
               of
               Conscience
               .
               Cheating
               and
               Bawdry
               go
               together
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               in
               the
               Fable
               ,
               and
               the
               Professors
               of
               the
               Trade
               are
               as
               Insatiable
               in
               the
               One
               way
               as
               they
               are
               in
               the
               Other
               .
               When
               they
               have
               left
               
               a
               Poor
               Devil
               no
               Flesh
               on
               's
               back
               ,
               they
               'll
               Quarrel
               for
               his
               very
               Skin
               too
               ,
               as
               the
               Iilting-Iade
               here
               did
               for
               her
               Cully's
               Coat
               ,
               when
               she
               had
               left
               him
               Nothing
               else
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLXX.
             A
             Fly
             upon
             a
             Wheel
             .
          
           
             
               WHat
               a
               Dust
               do
               I
               Raise
               !
            
             says
             the
             Fly
             ,
             upon
             the
             Coach-Wheel
             ?
             and
             what
             a
             Rate
             do
             I
             Drive
             at
             ,
             says
             the
             same
             Fly
             again
             ,
             upon
             the
             
               Horses
               Buttock
            
             ?
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               This
               Fly
               in
               the
               Fable
               ,
               is
               Every
               Trifling
               Arrogant
               Fop
               in
               Nature
               ,
               by
               what
               Name
               or
               Title
               soever
               Dignify'd
               ,
               or
               Distinguish'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               may
               be
               Apply'd
               to
               well-nigh
               All
               sorts
               of
               Vain
               Persons
               and
               Humours
               :
               As
               Those
               that
               Assume
               to
               Themselves
               the
               Merit
               of
               Other
               Mens
               Services
               .
               Those
               that
               Talk
               ,
               and
               Think
               ,
               and
               Bussle
               ,
               as
               if
               Nothing
               were
               done
               without
               them
               .
               All
               Meddlers
               ,
               Boasters
               ,
               and
               Impertinents
               ,
               that
               Steal
               away
               ▪
               the
               Reputation
               of
               Better
               Men
               for
               their
               Own
               Use.
               The
               World
               is
               Full
               ,
               in
               fine
               ,
               of
               These
               Pragmatical
               Flies
               ,
               that
               Value
               themselves
               for
               being
               In
               at
               Every
               thing
               ,
               and
               are
               found
               Effectually
               ,
               at
               last
               to
               be
               just
               good
               for
               Nothing
               .
            
             
               It
               is
               the
               Fortune
               ,
               and
               it
               is
               the
               Humour
               of
               Weak
               and
               Trifling
               Men
               to
               Value
               themselves
               upon
               Idle
               and
               Trivial
               Matters
               ;
               and
               many
               times
               ,
               in
               Truth
               ,
               upon
               Just
               Nothing
               at
               all
               :
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               upon
               a
               False
               Perswasion
               that
               they
               Do
               Things
               ,
               which
               they
               do
               Not
               do
               ,
               and
               Govern
               Affairs
               wherein
               they
               have
               No
               Manner
               of
               Interest
               .
               They
               Place
               a
               Reputation
               also
               upon
               Things
               that
               a
               Sober
               Man
               would
               be
               out
               of
               Countenance
               to
               Own
               ,
               and
               Contend
               for
               the
               Credit
               of
               being
               the
               Authors
               of
               Fooleries
               .
               
                 What
                 a
                 Dust
                 do
                 I
                 Raise
                 ,
              
               says
               the
               silly
               Fly
               ?
               And
               have
               we
               not
               Millions
               of
               Vain
               ,
               Empty
               Pretenders
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               that
               Talk
               at
               the
               same
               Rate
               ,
               and
               with
               as
               Little
               Colour
               ,
               either
               of
               Truth
               ,
               or
               of
               Reason
               ?
               'T
               was
               [
               I
               ]
               carry'd
               such
               a
               Cause
               ;
               such
               a
               Debate
               ,
               such
               a
               Question
               .
               'T
               was
               [
               I
               ]
               that
               Advis'd
               ,
               Brought
               about
               ,
               or
               Prevented
               This
               and
               That
               ;
               when
               yet
               upon
               the
               Upshot
               ,
               This
               same
               [
               I
               ]
               was
               no
               more
               then
               the
               Fool
               ,
               that
               fancy'd
               he
               play'd
               upon
               the
               Organ
               ,
               when
               he
               only
               Drew
               the
               Bellow
               .
               Whence
               comes
               it
               now
               that
               Men
               Arrogate
               to
               Themselves
               thus
               ,
               where
               they
               have
               Nothing
               to
               do
               ,
               and
               Claim
               a
               Title
               ,
               as
               Matter
               of
               Credit
               ,
               to
               the
               Weakest
               Things
               in
               the
               World
               ;
               but
               for
               want
               of
               Understanding
               the
               True
               Measures
               of
               Honour
               and
               Vertue
               :
               The
               Moral
               of
               This
               Vanity
               runs
               through
               All
               Degrees
               of
               Men
               ,
               and
               All
               Functions
               .
               There
               's
               Nothing
               so
               Great
               ;
               There
               's
               Nothing
               so
               Little
               ,
               as
               not
               to
               Afford
               Subject
               for
               This
               Busie
               and
               Over-Weening
               Conceit
               to
               Work
               upon
               ?
               No
               not
               from
               the
               Modelling
               of
               Common-wealths
               ;
               
               The
               Winning
               of
               Battels
               ;
               The
               Saving
               ,
               or
               the
               Recovering
               of
               Kingdoms
               ,
               to
               the
               very
               Flies
               Raising
               the
               Dust
               here
               in
               the
               Fable
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLXXI.
             An
             Eele
             and
             a
             Snake
             .
          
           
             YOU
             and
             I
             are
             so
             Alike
             ,
             says
             the
             Eele
             to
             the
             Snake
             ,
             that
             Methinks
             we
             should
             be
             somewhat
             a-Kin
             ;
             and
             yet
             They
             that
             Persecute
             Me
             are
             affraid
             of
             You.
             VVhat
             should
             be
             the
             Reason
             of
             This
             ?
             Oh
             (
             says
             the
             Snake
             )
             because
             No
             body
             does
             Me
             an
             Injury
             but
             I
             make
             him
             smart
             for
             't
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               In
               All
               Controversies
               They
               come
               off
               Best
               that
               keep
               their
               Adversaries
               in
               fear
               of
               a
               Revenge
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               PATIENCE
               and
               Impunity
               ,
               is
               an
               Encouragement
               to
               an
               Affront
               .
               The
               Divine
               Wisdom
               has
               appointed
               a
               Hell
               as
               well
               as
               a
               Heaven
               ,
               to
               the
               End
               that
               Dread
               and
               Terror
               on
               the
               One
               Hand
               ,
               may
               supply
               the
               want
               of
               Gratitude
               ,
               Affection
               ,
               and
               Good
               Nature
               on
               the
               Other
               :
               What
               is
               it
               but
               the
               Fear
               of
               Punishment
               that
               keeps
               the
               World
               in
               Order
               ?
               And
               what
               but
               the
               Awe
               we
               stand
               in
               ,
               of
               Majesty
               ,
               and
               Power
               ,
               that
               Supports
               the
               Dignity
               of
               Government
               .
               This
               Moral
               runs
               through
               the
               whole
               History
               of
               our
               Lives
               ,
               for
               't
               is
               Every
               Man's
               Case
               from
               Top
               to
               Bottom
               .
               
                 Princes
                 Themselves
              
               ,
               without
               Stings
               ,
               are
               no
               Better
               then
               Drones
               ;
               and
               when
               the
               Sacred
               Character
               is
               Disarm'd
               ,
               there
               's
               no
               longer
               any
               Reverence
               to
               be
               Expected
               for
               the
               Person
               .
               When
               People
               find
               it
               Dangerous
               to
               Offend
               their
               Superiors
               ,
               they
               'll
               take
               care
               to
               Please
               them
               :
               And
               there
               's
               as
               much
               Difference
               ,
               upon
               This
               Point
               ,
               between
               One
               Governor
               and
               Another
               (
               the
               Resemblance
               notwithstanding
               )
               as
               there
               is
               betwixt
               an
               Eele
               and
               a
               Snake
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLXXII
             .
             Seamen
             Praying
             to
             Saints
             .
          
           
             IT
             Blew
             a
             Terrible
             Tempest
             at
             Sea
             once
             ,
             and
             there
             was
             one
             Seaman
             took
             Notice
             that
             the
             Rest
             of
             his
             Fellows
             were
             Praying
             severally
             to
             so
             many
             Saints
             .
             Have
             a
             care
             my
             Masters
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             what
             you
             do
             ;
             for
             what
             if
             we
             should
             All
             be
             Drown'd
             now
             
             before
             the
             Messenger
             can
             deliver
             his
             Errand
             :
             Would
             it
             not
             be
             Better
             ,
             without
             going
             so
             far
             about
             ,
             to
             Pray
             to
             Him
             that
             can
             Save
             us
             without
             Help
             ?
             Upon
             This
             ,
             they
             turn'd
             their
             Prayers
             to
             God
             Himself
             ,
             and
             the
             Wind
             presently
             fell
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Shortest
               ,
               and
               the
               Surest
               Way
               of
               Doing
               Bus'ness
               is
               Best
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               Good
               to
               be
               sure
               ,
               where
               our
               Salvation
               is
               at
               Stake
               ;
               and
               to
               run
               no
               more
               Risque
               of
               the
               Main
               Chance
               ,
               then
               of
               Necessity
               Must.
               What
               needs
               any
               Man
               make
               his
               Court
               to
               the
               Servant
               when
               his
               Access
               is
               Open
               to
               the
               Master
               ?
               And
               especially
               when
               that
               Master
               is
               as
               ready
               to
               Give
               ,
               as
               the
               Petitioners
               to
               Ask.
               A
               Wise
               Man
               will
               take
               the
               Nearest
               and
               the
               Surest
               Way
               to
               his
               Journy's
               End
               ;
               and
               Commit
               no
               Bus'ness
               of
               Importance
               to
               a
               Proxy
               ,
               where
               he
               may
               do
               't
               Himself
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLXXIII
             .
             The
             Fishes
             and
             the
             Frying-Pan
             .
          
           
             A
             Cook
             was
             Frying
             a
             Dish
             of
             
               Live
               Fish
            
             ,
             and
             so
             soon
             as
             ever
             they
             felt
             the
             Heat
             of
             the
             Pan.
             There
             's
             no
             Enduring
             of
             This
             ,
             cry'd
             one
             ,
             and
             so
             they
             all
             Leapt
             into
             the
             Fire
             ;
             and
             instead
             of
             Mending
             the
             Matter
             ,
             they
             were
             Worse
             now
             then
             Before
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Remedy
               is
               many
               times
               Worse
               then
               the
               Disease
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               LET
               a
               Man's
               Present
               State
               be
               never
               so
               Uneasy
               ,
               he
               should
               do
               well
               however
               to
               Bethink
               himself
               before
               he
               Changes
               ,
               for
               fear
               his
               Next
               Remove
               should
               be
               Worse
               .
               This
               is
               according
               to
               the
               Common
               Understanding
               of
               the
               Allusion
               ,
               though
               not
               so
               Agreeable
               perhaps
               to
               the
               True
               Reason
               of
               the
               Case
               :
               For
               it
               was
               not
               either
               Levity
               ,
               or
               Impatience
               ;
               but
               intolerable
               Pain
               ,
               and
               Absolute
               Necessity
               ,
               that
               made
               the
               Fish
               shift
               their
               Condition
               :
               So
               that
               the
               Moral
               would
               have
               born
               This
               Doctrine
               rather
               :
               That
               where
               we
               have
               Certain
               Death
               before
               us
               ,
               and
               only
               This
               Choice
               ,
               whether
               it
               shall
               be
               a
               Speedy
               or
               a
               Lingring
               Death
               ,
               That
               which
               puts
               us
               soonest
               out
               of
               our
               Pain
               (
               though
               never
               so
               Sharp
               )
               is
               the
               more
               Eligible
               of
               the
               Two.
               But
               to
               take
               it
               
               according
               to
               the
               Old
               Proverb
               now
               ;
               we
               Understand
               by
               [
               
                 Out
                 of
                 the
                 Frying-Pan
                 into
                 the
                 Fire
              
               ]
               That
               things
               go
               from
               Bad
               to
               Worse
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLXXIV
             .
             A
             League
             of
             Beasts
             and
             Fishes
             .
          
           
             THE
             Beasts
             Enter'd
             into
             a
             League
             with
             the
             Fishes
             against
             the
             Birds
             .
             The
             War
             was
             Declar'd
             ;
             but
             the
             Fishes
             ,
             instead
             of
             their
             Quota
             ,
             sent
             their
             Excuse
             ,
             that
             they
             were
             not
             able
             to
             March
             by
             Land.
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Vanity
               of
               a
               Helpless
               Alliance
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               's
               No
               Contracting
               of
               Alliances
               with
               Those
               that
               are
               out
               of
               Distance
               of
               Assisting
               in
               a
               Time
               of
               Need
               ,
               in
               all
               Contracts
               ,
               whether
               of
               Publique
               Alliance
               ,
               and
               Commerce
               ,
               or
               Particular
               Friendship
               ,
               there
               must
               a
               Regard
               be
               had
               to
               Reciprocal
               Aid
               and
               Assistance
               ,
               in
               case
               of
               any
               Distress
               ;
               So
               that
               All
               the
               Circumstances
               of
               Ability
               ,
               Disposition
               ,
               Scituation
               ,
               Interest
               ,
               &c.
               must
               be
               Taken
               into
               Thought
               ,
               and
               Rightly
               Understood
               ,
               before
               the
               Bargain
               be
               Struck
               ;
               for
               't
               is
               a
               Scandalous
               Oversight
               to
               Err
               in
               any
               of
               the
               Essentials
               to
               a
               Prudential
               ,
               and
               a
               Beneficial
               Agreement
               :
               By
               which
               is
               Intended
               ,
               any
               sort
               of
               Defect
               ,
               or
               Incapacity
               that
               may
               Obstruct
               ,
               or
               Frustrate
               the
               End
               of
               the
               League
               .
               Those
               Contracts
               are
               Ridiculous
               ,
               and
               Void
               in
               Themselves
               ,
               that
               shall
               pretend
               to
               Oblige
               us
               against
               Nature
               .
               For
               't
               is
               a
               Banter
               ,
               not
               a
               
                 Confederacy
                 ,
                 to
                 talk
                 of
                 Fishes
                 Marching
                 by
                 Land
                 ,
                 and
                 Living
                 out
                 of
                 their
                 Element
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLXXV
             .
             A
             
               Covetous
               Ambassador
            
             .
          
           
             A
             Certain
             Ambassador
             that
             was
             still
             Pester'd
             with
             Drums
             and
             Trumpets
             every
             where
             upon
             the
             Way
             of
             his
             Embassy
             ,
             was
             willing
             to
             save
             his
             Money
             ,
             and
             so
             had
             them
             put
             off
             still
             with
             This
             Answer
             :
             That
             his
             Excellence
             was
             in
             Deep
             M●…urning
             for
             his
             Mother
             ,
             and
             in
             no
             Humour
             for
             Musique
             .
             The
             Drums
             and
             Trumpets
             were
             at
             least
             as
             much
             Troubled
             at
             the
             Tydings
             ,
             as
             the
             Embassador
             Himself
             .
             This
             News
             came
             to
             the
             Ear
             of
             a
             Person
             of
             Honour
             ,
             who
             presently
             made
             him
             a
             Condoling
             
             Visit.
             Pray
             ,
             my
             Lord
             (
             says
             the
             Noble-man
             )
             how
             long
             may
             your
             Mother
             have
             been
             Dead
             ?
             Why
             ,
             says
             the
             Ambassador
             ,
             't
             is
             now
             a
             Matter
             of
             
               Forty
               Years
            
             ,
             which
             Expounded
             the
             Riddle
             ,
             and
             put
             an
             End
             to
             That
             Controversy
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               is
               a
               Certain
               Agreeable
               Way
               of
               Fooling
               betwixt
               Iest
               and
               Earnest
               ,
               that
               carries
               both
               Pleasure
               and
               Profit
               along
               with
               it
               ;
               for
               it
               saves
               a
               Man's
               Money
               One
               way
               ,
               and
               his
               Credit
               Another
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               ACCORDING
               to
               the
               Old
               Moral
               ,
               Covetous
               Men
               will
               make
               any
               shift
               to
               save
               Money
               :
               But
               this
               Allusion
               is
               the
               least
               Part
               of
               the
               Business
               .
               'T
               is
               no
               Easy
               Matter
               for
               People
               in
               many
               Cases
               to
               save
               their
               Money
               ,
               and
               their
               Credit
               Both
               :
               But
               the
               Best
               Thing
               to
               be
               done
               ,
               in
               the
               Disguise
               of
               a
               Base
               ,
               and
               Sordid
               Humour
               ,
               is
               the
               Managing
               of
               the
               Imposture
               with
               a
               Good
               Grace
               ,
               and
               in
               such
               a
               Manner
               ,
               that
               if
               a
               Man
               carries
               it
               off
               ,
               there
               's
               so
               much
               Money
               sav'd
               ;
               and
               if
               he
               be
               Detected
               ,
               there
               will
               be
               something
               Pleasant
               in
               the
               Frolique
               to
               Atone
               for
               a
               Secret
               Narrowness
               of
               Heart
               .
            
             
               At
               this
               Rate
               of
               a
               Pretended
               Freak
               ,
               or
               Whimsy
               ,
               a
               Great
               many
               other
               Corruptions
               ,
               and
               Imperfections
               may
               be
               so
               Palliated
               ,
               as
               to
               take
               off
               much
               of
               the
               Scandal
               of
               them
               ;
               for
               many
               a
               Wicked
               Thought
               is
               so
               Varnish'd
               over
               in
               the
               Practice
               ,
               as
               to
               pass
               Muster
               among
               the
               Gay
               Arts
               of
               Gallantry
               and
               Conversation
               .
               The
               Thing
               above
               all
               Others
               to
               be
               Wish'd
               ,
               Study'd
               ,
               and
               Endeavour'd
               ,
               is
               to
               have
               a
               Clear
               Mind
               ,
               and
               to
               Lead
               a
               Life
               in
               so
               Conscientious
               a
               Probity
               of
               Manners
               ,
               as
               in
               Thought
               ,
               Word
               ,
               and
               Deed
               ,
               to
               make
               Good
               the
               Character
               of
               an
               Untainted
               Honest
               Man
               :
               But
               where
               This
               Discipline
               shall
               be
               found
               too
               Strict
               for
               Flesh
               and
               Bloud
               ,
               (
               and
               there
               's
               no
               Living
               up
               to
               the
               Rigorous
               Exactness
               of
               Purity
               ,
               and
               Justice
               )
               it
               will
               in
               such
               a
               Case
               ,
               be
               the
               Best
               of
               a
               Bad
               Game
               to
               keep
               Clear
               of
               Open
               Offence
               ,
               and
               to
               give
               the
               Infirmity
               the
               Best
               Face
               that
               the
               Matter
               will
               bear
               .
               As
               the
               Ambassador
               ,
               betwixt
               Jest
               and
               Earnest
               ,
               Cast
               a
               Cloak
               of
               Raillery
               over
               his
               Avarice
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLXXVI
             .
             An
             Old
             Friend
             and
             a
             Cardinal
             .
          
           
             AN
             Ingenious
             Cavalier
             ,
             hearing
             that
             an
             Old
             Friend
             of
             his
             was
             Advanc'd
             to
             a
             Cardinalate
             ,
             went
             to
             Congratulate
             his
             Emmence
             upon
             his
             New
             Honour
             .
             Pray
             Sir
             ,
             says
             the
             Cardinal
             ,
             looking
             strangely
             upon
             him
             ,
             Give
             me
             the
             Favour
             of
             your
             Name
             ,
             and
             of
             your
             Bus'ness
             .
             I
             am
             come
             ,
             says
             the
             Cavalier
             to
             Condole
             with
             your
             Eminence
             ,
             and
             to
             tell
             you
             how
             Heartily
             
             I
             Pity
             Men
             that
             are
             Over-charg'd
             with
             Dignity
             and
             Preferment
             ;
             for
             it
             turns
             Peoples
             Brains
             to
             that
             Degree
             ,
             that
             they
             can
             neither
             See
             ,
             nor
             Hear
             ,
             nor
             Understand
             ,
             like
             Other
             Men
             ;
             and
             makes
             them
             as
             Absolutely
             to
             Forget
             their
             
               Old
               Friends
            
             ,
             as
             if
             they
             had
             never
             seen
             them
             before
             in
             their
             Lives
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Honours
               Change
               Manners
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               is
               a
               Reproof
               to
               the
               Pride
               and
               Vanity
               of
               Those
               Men
               ,
               that
               when
               they
               come
               to
               be
               Advanc'd
               Themselves
               ,
               forget
               all
               their
               Old
               Friends
               and
               Acquaintance
               ,
               even
               Those
               that
               Rais'd
               them
               .
               This
               Fable
               is
               Humane
               Nature
               to
               the
               very
               Quick
               ,
               only
               it
               has
               Two
               Handles
               to
               't
               ,
               and
               it
               would
               not
               be
               Fair
               to
               take
               it
               in
               the
               Worst
               Sense
               ,
               without
               somewhat
               of
               an
               Apology
               ,
               or
               an
               Excuse
               for
               't
               ,
               where
               't
               will
               bear
               a
               Better
               .
            
             
               It
               is
               almost
               as
               True
               in
               Philosophy
               as
               it
               is
               in
               Fact
               ,
               and
               Common
               Practice
               ,
               that
               
                 Honours
                 Change
                 Manners
              
               .
               Men
               Assume
               other
               Thoughts
               ;
               Other
               Opinions
               of
               Themselves
               ;
               Nay
               ,
               and
               almost
               Another
               Nature
               ,
               when
               they
               Contract
               other
               Interests
               .
               The
               Stamp
               of
               Dignity
               Defaces
               ,
               in
               some
               People
               the
               very
               Character
               of
               Humanity
               ;
               and
               Transports
               them
               to
               such
               a
               Degree
               of
               Haughtiness
               ,
               that
               they
               reckon
               it
               below
               the
               Quality
               of
               a
               Great
               Man
               to
               Exercise
               either
               Good
               Nature
               ,
               or
               Good
               Manners
               :
               As
               if
               Dignify'd
               Flesh
               and
               Bloud
               were
               not
               of
               the
               same
               Composition
               with
               other
               Men.
               Now
               what
               does
               all
               This
               Arrogance
               Amount
               to
               ,
               more
               ,
               then
               the
               Pride
               of
               an
               Ass
               in
               his
               Trappings
               ;
               when
               't
               is
               but
               his
               Masters
               taking
               away
               the
               Top-Knot
               ,
               to
               make
               an
               Ass
               of
               him
               again
               .
            
             
               But
               we
               are
               yet
               to
               Distinguish
               betwixt
               Those
               that
               take
               State
               and
               Distance
               upon
               them
               ,
               purely
               out
               of
               Pride
               and
               Humour
               ,
               and
               Those
               that
               seem
               to
               do
               the
               same
               Thing
               ,
               ▪
               tho
               in
               a
               Compliance
               with
               the
               Necessity
               of
               their
               Affairs
               .
               It
               is
               Impossible
               for
               a
               Publique
               Minister
               to
               be
               so
               Open
               and
               Easy
               to
               All
               his
               Old
               Friends
               and
               Acquaintance
               ,
               as
               he
               was
               in
               the
               State
               of
               his
               Private
               Condition
               ;
               and
               at
               the
               same
               Time
               ,
               to
               Attend
               the
               Necessary
               Functions
               of
               his
               Office
               :
               But
               This
               may
               be
               All
               help'd
               out
               yet
               ,
               by
               an
               Affability
               of
               Address
               ,
               without
               any
               Offence
               ,
               either
               to
               his
               Bus'ness
               ,
               or
               to
               his
               Duty
               .
               A
               Word
               ,
               an
               Action
               ,
               a
               Countenance
               ,
               Manag'd
               with
               Honour
               and
               Discretion
               ,
               is
               sufficient
               to
               Uphold
               the
               Reputation
               of
               his
               Character
               ;
               for
               there
               are
               Articificial
               Ways
               of
               telling
               People
               what
               a
               Man
               Would
               do
               if
               he
               Could
               ,
               without
               a
               Surly
               Ostentation
               of
               an
               Unwillingness
               to
               do
               the
               Things
               ,
               that
               Effectually
               are
               not
               in
               his
               Power
               .
               A
               
                 Good
                 Word
              
               ,
               they
               say
               ,
               
                 Costs
                 no
                 more
                 than
                 a
                 Bad
                 :
              
               Beside
               that
               in
               the
               Cardinals
               Forgetting
               his
               
                 Old
                 Friend
              
               here
               ,
               he
               did
               more
               Forget
               Himself
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLXXVII
             .
             A
             
               Young
               Droll
            
             and
             a
             
               Crooked
               Old
               Man.
            
             
          
           
             A
             
               Gibing
               Young
               Knave
            
             happen'd
             to
             meet
             an
             
               Old
               Man
            
             ,
             whose
             Age
             and
             Infirmity
             had
             brought
             his
             Body
             to
             the
             Shape
             of
             a
             Bent
             Bow.
             Pray
             Father
             (
             says
             he
             )
             will
             you
             sell
             your
             Bow
             ?
             Save
             your
             Money
             ye
             Fool
             you
             ,
             says
             T'other
             ;
             for
             when
             you
             come
             to
             my
             Years
             ,
             you
             shall
             have
             such
             a
             Bow
             for
             Nothing
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               He
               that
               would
               not
               live
               to
               be
               Old
               ,
               had
               best
               be
               Hang'd
               when
               he
               's
               Young.
               
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               Irreverent
               ,
               and
               Unnatural
               ,
               to
               Scoff
               at
               the
               Infirmities
               of
               
                 Old
                 Age
              
               ,
               since
               there
               's
               no
               Avoiding
               them
               but
               by
               Dying
               Betimes
               .
               We
               are
               all
               Born
               to
               Die
               ,
               and
               Every
               jot
               as
               Certain
               that
               we
               shall
               go
               Out
               of
               This
               World
               ,
               as
               that
               we
               are
               already
               come
               into
               't
               ;
               but
               whether
               by
               a
               Natural
               ,
               or
               a
               Violent
               Death
               ,
               we
               know
               not
               .
               Time
               and
               Humane
               Frailty
               will
               bring
               us
               to
               our
               End
               without
               the
               Help
               of
               any
               Contingencies
               ,
               or
               Distempers
               by
               the
               By
               ;
               So
               that
               our
               Decays
               are
               as
               much
               the
               Work
               of
               Nature
               ,
               as
               the
               First
               Principles
               of
               our
               Being
               :
               And
               the
               Boy
               's
               Conceit
               of
               the
               
                 Crooked
                 Bow
              
               here
               ,
               is
               no
               better
               then
               a
               Blasphemous
               Way
               ,
               of
               making
               sport
               with
               the
               Course
               of
               Providence
               :
               Beside
               the
               Folly
               of
               Scoffing
               at
               That
               in
               Another
               ,
               which
               we
               our selves
               are
               sure
               to
               come
               to
               at
               Last
               ,
               or
               Worse
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLXXVIII
             .
             An
             
               Old
               Fellow
            
             ,
             and
             a
             
               Young
               Wench
            
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             formal
             Piece
             of
             Gravity
             that
             had
             liv'd
             to
             about
             Threescore
             and
             Ten
             ,
             without
             ever
             so
             much
             as
             knowing
             a
             Woman
             from
             a
             Weather-Cock
             .
             The
             Devil
             Ought
             him
             a
             Shame
             ,
             and
             paid
             him
             both
             Interest
             and
             Principal
             ,
             in
             making
             the
             
               Old
               Doting
               Fop
            
             Marry
             a
             
               Young
               Girl
            
             .
             He
             would
             be
             often
             Complaining
             afterward
             ,
             how
             Unluckily
             he
             had
             Disspos'd
             of
             his
             Time.
             When
             I
             was
             a
             
               Young
               Man
            
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             I
             wanted
             
             a
             Wife
             ,
             and
             now
             I
             'm
             an
             
               Old
               Man
            
             ,
             my
             Wife
             wants
             a
             Husband
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Common
               Fate
               of
               Unequal
               Matches
               ,
               Especially
               in
               the
               Case
               of
               an
               Old
               Fellow
               ,
               and
               a
               young
               Wench
               ,
               where
               the
               Humour
               is
               as
               Contrary
               as
               Summer
               and
               Winter
               ,
               Light
               and
               Darkness
               ,
               or
               Day
               and
               Night
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               's
               Nothing
               Good
               ,
               or
               Natural
               ,
               that
               's
               out
               of
               Season
               .
               Nay
               the
               most
               Obliging
               Offices
               in
               Nature
               ,
               and
               the
               Greatest
               Blessings
               under
               the
               Sun
               ,
               lose
               much
               ,
               both
               of
               their
               Value
               ,
               and
               of
               their
               Rellish
               ,
               when
               they
               're
               Mistim'd
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLXXIX
             .
             An
             Eagle
             and
             a
             Pye.
             
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Pert-Dapper
             Spark
             of
             a
             Mag-Pye
             ;
             that
             fancy'd
             the
             Birds
             would
             never
             be
             well
             Govern'd
             ,
             till
             he
             Himself
             〈◊〉
             come
             to
             sit
             at
             the
             Helm
             .
             In
             This
             Freak
             he
             Petition'd
             〈◊〉
             Eagle
             to
             take
             him
             into
             the
             Cabinet
             ;
             For
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             I
             have
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             Turn
             of
             a
             Body
             for
             't
             .
             I
             have
             my
             Tongue
             ,
             and
             my
             Heels
             at
             Command
             ;
             and
             can
             make
             as
             much
             Noise
             and
             Bussle
             ,
             to
             as
             little
             purpose
             ,
             as
             any
             He
             perhaps
             that
             flies
             between
             a
             Pair
             of
             VVings
             .
             He
             was
             going
             on
             in
             the
             History
             of
             his
             Qualifications
             ,
             when
             the
             Eagle
             Graciously
             told
             him
             ,
             how
             sensible
             he
             was
             of
             the
             Volubility
             both
             of
             his
             Tongue
             ,
             and
             of
             his
             Manners
             ,
             and
             so
             of
             his
             Faculties
             and
             Good
             Breeding
             ;
             but
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             you
             are
             so
             Confoundedly
             given
             to
             Squirting
             up
             and
             down
             ,
             and
             Chattering
             ,
             that
             the
             VVorld
             would
             be
             apt
             to
             say
             .
             I
             had
             Chosen
             a
             Iack-Pudding
             for
             a
             
               Prime
               Minister
            
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Great
               Babblers
               ,
               or
               Talkers
               are
               a
               sort
               of
               People
               not
               fit
               either
               for
               Trust
               ,
               Bus'ness
               ,
               or
               Conversation
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               World
               is
               like
               to
               be
               well
               Govern'd
               ,
               when
               Pyes
               and
               Daws
               shall
               take
               upon
               them
               to
               set
               up
               for
               Philosophers
               ,
               Doctors
               of
               the
               Chair
               ,
               and
               Men
               of
               State
               and
               Government
               .
               Things
               are
               Mightily
               out
               of
               Order
               in
               That
               Quarter
               ,
               especially
               when
               Vain
               Fools
               come
               to
               be
               admitted
               into
               Business
               upon
               the
               Credit
               of
               their
               Own
               Word
               .
            
             
               The
               Importunity
               of
               such
               a
               Fop
               is
               Excellently
               set
               forth
               in
               the
               Qualifications
               of
               This
               Pye
               ;
               for
               he
               Enforces
               the
               Reason
               of
               his
               Pretence
               ,
               by
               the
               Clearest
               Arguments
               in
               the
               World
               against
               Himself
               .
               He
               would
               be
               a
               Statesman
               ,
               because
               he
               is
               a
               Buffoon
               ,
               as
               if
               there
               went
               no
               more
               to
               the
               Making
               of
               a
               Councellor
               ,
               then
               the
               Faculties
               of
               a
               Merry-Andrew
               ,
               or
               a
               Tumbler
               .
               Here
               's
               the
               Confident
               Ambition
               of
               a
               Foolish
               Twattling
               Pretender
               ,
               on
               the
               One
               Hand
               ,
               and
               a
               Just
               Reproof
               of
               him
               ,
               in
               a
               most
               Reasonable
               Refusal
               ,
               on
               the
               Other
               ;
               to
               Teach
               us
               ,
               that
               the
               Want
               of
               Shame
               ,
               Brains
               ,
               or
               Good
               Manners
               ,
               does
               not
               presently
               Entitle
               Every
               little
               Skip-Iack
               to
               the
               Boards-End
               in
               the
               Cabinet
               .
               But
               Our
               Eagle
               here
               was
               not
               a
               Prince
               to
               Advance
               the
               Ministers
               of
               his
               Pleasures
               ,
               to
               be
               Ministers
               of
               State
               ,
               and
               to
               make
               his
               Sport
               his
               Bus'ness
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLXXX
             .
             A
             Country-man
             and
             a
             Mouse
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Pleasant
             sort
             of
             a
             Poor
             Fellow
             had
             his
             House
             a
             fire
             ;
             but
             his
             Misfortune
             did
             not
             make
             him
             lose
             his
             Good
             Humour
             .
             As
             it
             was
             all
             in
             a
             Flame
             ,
             out
             Bolts
             a
             Mouse
             from
             the
             Ruines
             ,
             to
             save
             her self
             :
             The
             Man
             Catches
             her
             ,
             and
             throws
             her
             back
             again
             .
             VVhy
             thou
             Ungrateful
             VVretch
             (
             says
             he
             )
             to
             leave
             thy
             Friend
             now
             in
             Adversity
             ,
             that
             gave
             thee
             thy
             Bread
             in
             his
             Prosperity
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               '
               
                 T
                 is
                 a
                 Barbarous
                 Faculty
                 ,
                 an
                 Ill
                 Natur'd
                 Wit
                 ;
                 that
                 will
                 rather
                 Expose
                 the
                 very
                 Life
                 and
                 Reputation
                 of
                 a
                 Friend
                 ,
                 then
                 lose
                 the
                 Opportunity
                 of
                 a
                 Iest.
                 
              
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               the
               Practice
               ,
               but
               it
               is
               the
               Baseness
               of
               the
               World
               too
               ,
               for
               Men
               to
               Govern
               themselves
               Wholly
               by
               their
               Interest
               ,
               and
               to
               Abandon
               All
               that
               's
               Sacred
               and
               Honourable
               ,
               for
               the
               saving
               of
               their
               Own
               Skins
               .
               Thus
               ,
               says
               the
               Moral
               ;
               but
               the
               Conceipt
               was
               not
               worth
               the
               Life
               of
               the
               Poor
               Creature
               ,
               and
               therefore
               the
               Allegory
               not
               to
               be
               Recommended
               ;
               because
               it
               sets
               up
               a
               False
               Principle
               .
               There
               was
               place
               for
               Honour
               ,
               Dignity
               of
               Mind
               ,
               and
               Humanity
               to
               shew
               it self
               ,
               in
               the
               Case
               ,
               though
               but
               to
               a
               Poor
               Mouse
               :
               And
               there
               's
               Nothing
               to
               be
               said
               in
               Defence
               of
               the
               Wanton
               Cruelty
               of
               Sacrificing
               a
               Life
               to
               a
               Jest
               :
               But
               to
               come
               now
               to
               the
               Ungrateful
               Point
               ,
               the
               Bare
               Innuendo
               of
               it
               would
               stare
               so
               many
               People
               in
               the
               Face
               ,
               that
               it
               were
               better
               pass'd
               over
               in
               silence
               ;
               for
               the
               Moral
               drawn
               out
               at
               length
               ,
               would
               be
               a
               Satyr
               against
               Mankind
               .
               And
               Millions
               of
               Men
               that
               carry
               their
               Heads
               High
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               would
               fall
               under
               the
               Lash
               of
               the
               
                 Countryman's
                 Exclamation
              
               here
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLXXXI
             .
             A
             
               Sick
               Hermit
            
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             very
             Good
             Man
             ,
             that
             in
             the
             Five
             and
             Twentieth
             Year
             of
             his
             Age
             ,
             fell
             into
             a
             Desperate
             Fit
             of
             Sickness
             ,
             the
             Doctors
             sat
             upon
             him
             ,
             and
             the
             Whole
             College
             were
             of
             Opinion
             ,
             that
             there
             was
             no
             saving
             of
             his
             Life
             without
             the
             Use
             of
             a
             Woman
             .
             The
             
               Poor
               Man
            
             lay
             Humming
             and
             Hawing
             a
             good
             While
             ,
             betwixt
             the
             Sin
             and
             the
             Remedy
             ;
             but
             in
             the
             End
             ,
             he
             gave
             up
             himself
             wholly
             to
             the
             Physicians
             ,
             to
             do
             with
             him
             as
             they
             thought
             fit
             .
             Upon
             this
             ,
             the
             Doctors
             ,
             by
             Consent
             ,
             put
             a
             Good
             Armful
             of
             Warm
             Womans
             Flesh
             into
             the
             Bed
             to
             him
             ,
             by
             way
             of
             a
             Recipe
             ,
             and
             so
             lay'd
             him
             to
             Rest
             ,
             till
             about
             some
             Two
             Hours
             after
             :
             When
             they
             came
             to
             see
             how
             the
             Prescription
             had
             Wrought
             ;
             and
             there
             did
             they
             find
             the
             Poor
             Religious
             ,
             Tearing
             his
             Hair
             ,
             Beating
             his
             Breast
             ,
             and
             Groaning
             as
             if
             his
             very
             Heart
             would
             break
             .
             So
             they
             fell
             presently
             to
             Reasoning
             ,
             and
             Casing
             upon
             the
             Matter
             with
             him
             ,
             and
             laying
             Comfortable
             Distinctions
             before
             him
             betwixt
             the
             Morality
             ,
             and
             the
             Necessity
             of
             what
             was
             done
             .
             No
             ,
             No
             ,
             Gentlemen
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             My
             Grief
             is
             not
             thereabouts
             ;
             but
             it
             goes
             to
             the
             Heart
             of
             me
             to
             think
             how
             long
             I
             have
             liv'd
             in
             Ignorance
             ;
             and
             that
             This
             Fit
             of
             Sickness
             should
             never
             take
             me
             sooner
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Flesh
               is
               Frail
               :
               When
               a
               Strong
               Appetite
               ,
               and
               a
               Troublesome
               Vertue
               Meet
               in
               Competition
               ,
               't
               is
               a
               Hard
               Matter
               for
               a
               Man
               to
               Resist
               the
               Temptation
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               WE
               may
               gather
               from
               hence
               ,
               first
               ,
               that
               People
               are
               Flesh
               and
               Blood
               in
               a
               Cell
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               in
               a
               Palace
               .
               2ly
               .
               That
               it
               is
               a
               very
               great
               Mastery
               ,
               for
               a
               Man
               to
               stand
               Firm
               ,
               in
               a
               Case
               ,
               where
               Humane
               Frailty
               ,
               Violent
               Inclinations
               ,
               and
               the
               Preservation
               of
               Life
               it self
               ,
               are
               in
               a
               Conspiracy
               against
               his
               Vertue
               .
               3ly
               .
               That
               a
               very
               Pious
               Good
               Man
               may
               think
               himself
               Better
               then
               he
               Is
               ,
               for
               want
               of
               an
               Occasion
               to
               try
               the
               Force
               of
               his
               Goodness
               and
               Resolution
               .
               4ly
               .
               That
               when
               the
               Flesh
               and
               the
               Devil
               have
               once
               got
               the
               Better
               of
               a
               Scrupulous
               Conscience
               ,
               it
               puts
               a
               Man
               past
               All
               Sense
               of
               Shame
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               of
               the
               Sin
               ;
               to
               the
               Degree
               of
               Glorying
               in
               his
               Wickedness
               .
               The
               
                 Holy
                 Man
              
               was
               not
               so
               much
               Troubled
               ,
               it
               seems
               ,
               at
               the
               Use
               of
               the
               Remedy
               ,
               as
               that
               he
               had
               not
               try'd
               the
               Experiment
               sooner
               .
               You
               may
               Talk
               what
               you
               will
               (
               says
               Lais
               )
               of
               your
               Philosophers
               and
               Learned
               Men
               ;
               but
               I
               have
               as
               many
               Visits
               from
               Those
               Sparks
               as
               from
               Other
               People
               .
               And
               she
               was
               much
               in
               the
               Right
               on
               't
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLXXXII
             .
             A
             
               Rich
               Man
            
             and
             a
             
               Foolish
               Servant
            
             .
          
           
             A
             
               Rich
               Man
            
             had
             a
             Certain
             Block-headed
             Fellow
             to
             his
             Servant
             ,
             and
             the
             Master
             would
             be
             saying
             to
             him
             at
             Every
             Turn
             ,
             VVell
             !
             Thou
             art
             the
             very
             Prince
             of
             Fools
             !
             I
             would
             I
             were
             ,
             says
             the
             Man
             ,
             in
             a
             Sawcy
             Huff
             once
             ,
             for
             I
             should
             be
             the
             Greatest
             Emperor
             upon
             the
             Face
             of
             the
             Earth
             then
             ,
             and
             You
             Yourself
             should
             be
             One
             of
             My
             Subjects
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Only
               Universal
               Monarch
               is
               the
               King
               of
               Fools
               ;
               for
               the
               Whole
               Race
               of
               Mankind
               are
               his
               Subjects
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Whole
               World
               is
               full
               of
               Fools
               ,
               only
               He
               that
               's
               the
               Least
               One
               is
               the
               Wisest
               Man.
               This
               would
               have
               been
               Well
               ,
               if
               the
               Moralist
               had
               not
               given
               the
               Block-headed
               Servant
               too
               much
               Priviledge
               :
               But
               the
               Ill
               Manners
               is
               suitable
               enough
               however
               ,
               to
               the
               Character
               .
               It
               was
               such
               a
               kind
               of
               a
               Course
               Complement
               that
               Scotus
               put
               upon
               
                 Charles
                 the
                 Bald
              
               ,
               as
               they
               were
               Sitting
               together
               at
               a
               Table
               .
               The
               Emperor
               ask'd
               him
               
                 Quid
                 Interest
              
               (
               says
               he
               )
               
                 inter
                 Scotum
                 &
                 Sotum
              
               ,
               Playing
               upon
               the
               Conceit
               of
               Scot
               and
               Sot
               [
               Mensa
               ]
               says
               he
               .
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               the
               Table
               is
               between
               the
               Scot
               and
               the
               Sot
               :
               And
               so
               with
               the
               Liberty
               of
               a
               Buffoon
               ,
               the
               School-man
               turn'd
               the
               Sot
               upon
               the
               Emperor
               ,
               in
               Law-Latin
               :
               This
               Booby's
               Answer
               in
               the
               Fable
               ,
               as
               Unmannerly
               as
               it
               was
               ,
               had
               yet
               a
               Great
               deal
               of
               Truth
               in
               't
               ;
               for
               He
               that
               can
               Advance
               himself
               to
               be
               
                 King
                 of
                 Fools
              
               ,
               may
               be
               Honestly
               Reputed
               within
               a
               Hairs
               Breadth
               of
               an
               
                 Universal
                 Monarch
              
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLXXXIII
             .
             A
             Widow
             had
             a
             mind
             to
             Marry
             .
          
           
             WELL
             !
             says
             a
             Widow
             in
             Confidence
             to
             a
             Friend
             of
             her's
             .
             I
             am
             Utterly
             Undone
             for
             want
             of
             a
             Sober
             ,
             Provident
             Husband
             ,
             to
             look
             after
             my
             Estate
             ,
             and
             there
             's
             No
             bodies
             Advice
             that
             I
             had
             rather
             have
             than
             Yours
             .
             But
             pray
             ,
             will
             you
             take
             This
             Along
             with
             ye
             too
             ;
             that
             for
             the
             Course
             ,
             Common
             Bus'ness
             of
             Matrimony
             ,
             as
             I
             am
             an
             Honest
             VVoman
             ,
             the
             very
             Thought
             on
             't
             turns
             my
             Stomach
             ;
             Very
             well
             ,
             says
             the
             Confident
             ,
             and
             now
             I
             know
             Your
             Mind
             ,
             it
             shall
             go
             Hard
             but
             I
             'll
             Fit
             ye
             .
             The
             Good
             VVoman
             went
             her
             way
             for
             the
             Present
             ,
             and
             the
             Next
             Day
             came
             to
             her
             again
             ,
             quite
             Overjoy'd
             that
             she
             had
             found
             out
             a
             Man
             so
             Absolutely
             for
             her
             Turn
             .
             I
             have
             Provided
             ye
             a
             Man
             (
             says
             she
             )
             of
             Industry
             and
             Integrity
             ;
             and
             one
             that
             Perfectly
             Understands
             all
             sorts
             of
             Bus'ness
             ;
             and
             then
             for
             Turning
             Your
             Stomach
             ,
             My
             Life
             for
             Yours
             Madam
             ,
             he
             's
             not
             in
             Condition
             to
             Trouble
             with
             any
             Qualms
             That
             way
             .
             
               Away
               ,
               Ye
               Fool
               You
            
             ,
             says
             she
             ;
             
               I
               Hate
               the
               Infirmity
               ,
               though
               I
               Love
               the
               Vertue
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Women
               are
               All
               of
               a
               Make
               ,
               and
               in
               some
               Things
               ,
               most
               of
               them
               in
               a
               Mind
               .
               One
               Woman
               feels
               Another
               Womans
               Pulse
               in
               her
               Own
               Veins
               ;
               and
               there
               's
               
                 no
                 Halting
                 before
                 Cripples
              
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               's
               No
               Disputing
               with
               a
               Man
               that
               denies
               Principles
               ,
               and
               there
               are
               Certain
               Precognita
               in
               the
               Motions
               of
               Flesh
               and
               Blood
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               in
               the
               Philosophy
               of
               the
               Schools
               :
               In
               which
               Cases
               ,
               we
               Understand
               our
               Duty
               without
               a
               Teacher
               ,
               and
               Acquit
               our selves
               as
               we
               Ought
               to
               do
               ,
               without
               a
               Prompter
               .
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               there
               are
               some
               Certain
               Fundamentals
               of
               
                 Natural
                 Iustice
              
               ,
               that
               we
               take
               for
               Granted
               ,
               and
               Trust
               One
               Another
               for
               ;
               as
               in
               the
               Proposition
               of
               our
               Widow
               here
               in
               the
               Fable
               ,
               without
               any
               Need
               of
               Articles
               for
               the
               Performance
               of
               Covenants
               .
               The
               Widow
               ,
               in
               short
               ,
               play'd
               the
               Gipsie
               ,
               and
               so
               did
               her
               Consident
               too
               in
               pretending
               to
               Believe
               her
               :
               But
               there
               's
               
                 No
                 Catching
                 Old
                 Birds
                 with
                 Chaffe
                 ,
              
               for
               One
               Woman
               reads
               the
               Heart
               of
               Woman-kind
               in
               her
               Own
               Breast
               .
               She
               was
               a
               Fool
               to
               be
               Mealy-Mouth'd
               ,
               where
               Nature
               speaks
               so
               Plain
               .
               There
               may
               be
               Exceptions
               't
               is
               True
               ,
               to
               a
               General
               Rule
               ,
               but
               None
               to
               an
               Universal
               .
               It
               was
               No
               Ill
               shift
               however
               ,
               to
               come
               off
               withal
               ,
               that
               in
               dispite
               of
               All
               her
               Aversions
               ,
               she
               was
               not
               yet
               for
               making
               a
               Vertue
               of
               a
               Necessity
               .
               The
               Publisher
               of
               
                 Mr.
                 Seldens
                 Table
                 Talk
              
               ,
               Tells
               of
               a
               Girl
               that
               was
               worth
               Forty
               of
               Our
               Widow
               here
               ,
               and
               an
               Honest
               Down-right
               ,
               Plain
               Dealing
               Lass
               it
               was
               .
               The
               Wench
               was
               just
               newly
               Marry'd
               ,
               and
               so
               soon
               as
               ever
               the
               Job
               was
               over
               ,
               
                 Pray
                 Mother
              
               ,
               says
               she
               ,
               
                 must
                 not
                 I
                 go
                 to
                 Bed
                 now
                 ?
              
               No
               ,
               No
               ,
               Child
               ,
               says
               Mamma
               ,
               You
               must
               take
               Your
               Dinner
               first
               ;
               Oh
               says
               the
               Girl
               ,
               and
               Then
               
                 go
                 to
                 Bed
                 I
                 warrant
                 ye
                 .
              
               No
               ,
               my
               Dear
               ,
               not
               yet
               says
               the
               Mother
               ,
               You
               must
               Dance
               after
               Dinner
               .
               
                 Ay
                 ,
                 Ay
              
               ,
               says
               the
               Girl
               again
               ,
               and
               Then
               
                 to
                 Bed.
              
               No
               ,
               No
               ,
               says
               T'other
               ,
               You
               must
               Sup
               first
               ,
               and
               then
               Dance
               again
               .
               
                 Ay
                 ,
                 Ay
                 ,
                 and
              
               Then
               
                 to
                 Bed
              
               ,
               says
               the
               Bride
               .
               This
               Girl
               did
               but
               speak
               the
               Widows
               Mind
               ;
               for
               let
               Flesh
               and
               Blood
               pretend
               what
               it
               will
               ,
               
                 to
                 Bed
                 ,
                 to
                 Bed
              
               ,
               will
               be
               the
               Bob
               of
               the
               Song
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLXXXIV
             .
             Town-Dogs
             and
             Country-Dogs
             .
          
           
             'T
             IS
             a
             Common
             Thing
             upon
             the
             Passing
             of
             a
             
               Strange
               Dog
            
             through
             a
             Town
             ,
             to
             have
             a
             
               Hundred
               Curs
               Bawling
               at
               his
               Breech
               ,
            
             and
             Every
             Yap
             gets
             a
             Snap
             at
             him
             .
             There
             was
             One
             Particular
             Dog
             ,
             that
             when
             he
             saw
             there
             was
             No
             saving
             his
             Skin
             by
             Running
             away
             ,
             Turn'd
             upon
             his
             Pursuers
             ,
             and
             then
             found
             upon
             the
             Tryal
             ,
             that
             One
             set
             of
             Teeth
             was
             worth
             Two
             pair
             of
             Heels
             ;
             for
             upon
             That
             Resolution
             ,
             they
             All
             fell
             off
             ,
             and
             Sneak'd
             their
             Way
             .
             A
             Captain
             took
             Occasion
             once
             to
             Apply
             This
             Instance
             to
             his
             People
             .
             Fellow-Soldiers
             (
             says
             he
             )
             take
             This
             for
             a
             Rule
             ,
             Those
             that
             run
             away
             are
             in
             more
             Danger
             than
             the
             Others
             that
             stand
             the
             Shock
             .
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLXXXV
             .
             A
             Snake
             to
             Iupiter
             .
          
           
             A
             Snake
             that
             found
             himself
             Persecuted
             by
             Men
             ,
             appeal'd
             to
             Iupiter
             for
             Relief
             ;
             who
             told
             him
             that
             it
             was
             his
             Own
             Fault
             ;
             for
             (
             says
             he
             )
             if
             you
             had
             but
             Bit
             the
             First
             Man
             that
             Affronted
             ye
             ;
             the
             second
             would
             have
             taken
             Warning
             by
             't
             .
          
           
             
               The
               Moral
               of
               the
               Two
               Fables
               above
               .
            
             
               The
               putting
               up
               of
               One
               Affront
               draws
               on
               Another
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               is
               No
               Ill
               Emblem
               of
               the
               Common
               People
               ;
               that
               are
               Insolent
               so
               long
               as
               they
               are
               Fear'd
               ,
               and
               Shrink
               ,
               where
               they
               find
               Danger
               ;
               for
               their
               Courage
               is
               Calculated
               to
               the
               Opinion
               they
               have
               of
               the
               Enemy
               .
               It
               is
               the
               Nature
               of
               All
               sorts
               of
               Mungril
               Curs
               ,
               to
               Bawl
               ,
               Snarle
               ,
               and
               Snap
               ,
               where
               the
               Foe
               flies
               before
               them
               ;
               and
               to
               Clap
               their
               Tails
               between
               their
               Legs
               when
               an
               Adversary
               makes
               Head
               against
               them
               .
               There
               's
               Nothing
               ,
               in
               short
               ,
               but
               Resolution
               ,
               to
               carry
               a
               Man
               through
               All
               Difficulties
               :
               And
               since
               it
               is
               so
               Absolutely
               Necessary
               ,
               the
               sooner
               it
               is
               Taken
               up
               ,
               the
               Better
               it
               succeeds
               .
               'T
               is
               a
               Matter
               of
               very
               Evil
               Consequence
               ,
               to
               let
               the
               Rabble
               offer
               Publique
               Affronts
               Gratis
               .
               A
               seditious
               Word
               leads
               to
               a
               Broyl
               ,
               and
               a
               Ryot
               Unpunish'd
               ,
               is
               but
               next
               door
               to
               a
               Tumult
               :
               So
               that
               the
               Bearing
               of
               One
               Indignity
               draws
               on
               Another
               .
               Bite
               the
               First
               Man
               that
               Affronts
               ye
               ,
               and
               y'
               are
               safe
               for
               ever
               after
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLXXXVI
             .
             The
             Frogs
             and
             Tortoises
             .
          
           
             AS
             a
             Company
             of
             Frogs
             were
             Trifling
             and
             Playing
             up
             and
             down
             in
             a
             Meadow
             ,
             some
             Tortoises
             ,
             that
             look'd
             on
             ,
             were
             Mightily
             Troubled
             that
             they
             could
             not
             do
             so
             too
             ,
             but
             taking
             Notice
             a
             while
             after
             how
             These
             Frogs
             were
             Pick'd
             up
             ,
             and
             Destroy'd
             ,
             by
             Birds
             and
             Fishes
             :
             Well
             (
             says
             One
             of
             'em
             )
             't
             is
             better
             to
             Live
             Dull
             ,
             and
             Heavy
             ,
             then
             to
             Dye
             Light
             and
             Nimble
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Every
               Part
               and
               Creature
               of
               the
               Universe
               has
               it's
               proper
               Place
               ,
               Station
               ,
               and
               Faculties
               Assign'd
               ,
               and
               to
               Wish
               it
               Otherwise
               were
               to
               find
               fault
               with
               Providence
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THAT
               which
               Nature
               has
               Allotted
               us
               is
               best
               for
               us
               ,
               and
               it
               is
               Great
               Folly
               and
               Wickedness
               for
               People
               not
               to
               be
               Content
               ,
               and
               Thankful
               for
               the
               Great
               Creator
               of
               All
               Things
               .
            
             
               No
               Man
               knows
               Himself
               ,
               or
               Understands
               his
               Own
               Condition
               ,
               but
               by
               Comparison
               ,
               and
               upon
               Experience
               .
               Our
               Wishes
               ,
               many
               times
               ,
               are
               Mortal
               to
               us
               :
               and
               the
               very
               Granting
               of
               our
               Prayers
               would
               but
               serve
               to
               make
               us
               still
               more
               and
               more
               Miserable
               .
               The
               Tortoises
               Shell
               was
               a
               Clog
               and
               a
               Burden
               ,
               till
               they
               found
               it
               Necessary
               for
               the
               Defence
               of
               their
               Lives
               ;
               and
               they
               Envy'd
               the
               Easiness
               and
               the
               Lightness
               of
               the
               Frogs
               ,
               till
               they
               saw
               them
               Joll'd
               to
               pieces
               ,
               and
               Devour'd
               for
               want
               of
               a
               Buckler
               to
               Cover
               ,
               and
               Protect
               them
               .
               But
               they
               came
               then
               to
               be
               of
               the
               Beggar
               's
               Mind
               ,
               that
               stood
               Gaping
               at
               my
               Lady
               Devonshires
               Funeral
               :
               
                 Here
                 's
                 a
                 Brave
                 Sight
              
               ,
               says
               she
               ,
               
                 and
                 yet
                 I
                 Gad
              
               Bess
               ,
               
                 for
                 all
                 That
                 ,
                 I
                 had
                 rather
                 be
                 a
                 Live-Begger
                 then
                 a
                 Dead
                 Countess
                 .
              
               The
               Moral
               Concludes
               in
               this
               ,
               that
               there
               can
               be
               No
               Thought
               of
               Security
               ,
               or
               Quiet
               in
               This
               World
               ,
               but
               in
               a
               Resignation
               to
               the
               Allotments
               of
               God
               and
               Nature
               .
               If
               the
               Tortoises
               had
               had
               their
               Wish
               ,
               they
               had
               been
               Pick'd
               up
               among
               the
               Frogs
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLXXXVII
             .
             The
             Mice
             and
             the
             Oxe
             .
          
           
             THE
             Mice
             found
             it
             so
             Troublesome
             to
             be
             still
             Climbing
             the
             Oak
             for
             Every
             Bit
             they
             put
             in
             their
             Bellies
             ,
             that
             they
             were
             once
             about
             to
             set
             their
             Teeth
             to
             't
             ,
             and
             bring
             the
             Acorns
             down
             to
             them
             ;
             But
             some
             Wiser
             then
             some
             ;
             and
             a
             Grave
             Experienc'd
             Mouse
             ,
             bad
             them
             have
             a
             care
             what
             they
             did
             ;
             for
             if
             we
             Destroy
             our
             Nurse
             at
             present
             ,
             Who
             shall
             Feed
             us
             hereafter
             ?
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Resolution
               without
               Foresight
               is
               but
               a
               Temerarious
               Folly
               :
               And
               the
               Consequences
               of
               Things
               are
               the
               First
               Point
               to
               be
               taken
               into
               Consideration
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               Ill
               done
               for
               any
               Man
               to
               Consult
               his
               Present
               Ease
               and
               Profit
               ,
               without
               Computing
               upon
               the
               Trouble
               and
               Loss
               that
               may
               Ensue
               .
               'T
               is
               not
               safe
               to
               make
               any
               Present
               Resolutions
               without
               a
               Considerate
               Prospect
               into
               the
               Future
               .
               This
               is
               abundantly
               Moraliz'd
               in
               several
               Other
               Places
               .
               But
               the
               Mouses
               Question
               of
               
                 Who
                 shall
                 Feed
                 us
                 hereafter
              
               ?
               goes
               a
               great
               way
               in
               the
               Resolution
               of
               All
               These
               Cases
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLXXXVIII
             .
             A
             
               Run-away
               Dog
            
             and
             his
             Master
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             
               Bob-Tayl'd
               Cur
            
             ,
             cry'd
             in
             a
             Gazette
             ,
             and
             One
             that
             found
             him
             out
             by
             his
             Marks
             ,
             brought
             him
             home
             to
             his
             Master
             ;
             who
             fell
             presently
             to
             Reasoning
             the
             Matter
             with
             him
             ,
             how
             Insensible
             ,
             and
             Thankless
             a
             Wretch
             he
             was
             ,
             to
             run
             away
             from
             One
             that
             was
             so
             Extream
             Kind
             to
             him
             .
             Did
             I
             ever
             give
             you
             a
             Blow
             in
             my
             Life
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             or
             so
             much
             as
             One
             Angry
             Word
             ,
             in
             all
             the
             time
             that
             ever
             you
             serv'd
             me
             ?
             No
             ,
             says
             the
             Dog
             ,
             not
             with
             Your
             Own
             Hands
             ,
             nor
             with
             Your
             Own
             Lips
             ;
             but
             you
             have
             given
             me
             a
             Thousand
             and
             a
             Thousand
             by
             your
             Deputy
             ;
             and
             when
             I
             'm
             Beaten
             by
             my
             
               Master's
               Order
            
             ,
             't
             is
             my
             Master
             Himself
             ,
             I
             reckon
             ,
             that
             Beats
             me
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               In
               Benefits
               as
               well
               as
               Injuries
               't
               is
               the
               Principal
               that
               we
               are
               to
               Consider
               ,
               not
               the
               Instrument
               .
               That
               which
               a
               Man
               does
               by
               Another
               ,
               is
               in
               Truth
               and
               Equity
               his
               own
               Act.
               
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Master
               here
               deals
               with
               the
               Dog
               ,
               as
               Great
               Officers
               deal
               many
               times
               with
               Honest
               ,
               Well-Meaning
               Men
               at
               Court.
               They
               speak
               'em
               Fair
               Themselves
               ,
               and
               Murder
               'em
               by
               their
               Deputies
               :
               But
               still
               ,
               That
               which
               is
               done
               by
               the
               Principals
               Order
               ,
               or
               with
               his
               Privity
               ,
               or
               Approbation
               ,
               is
               the
               Principals
               Act.
               The
               Servant
               is
               but
               the
               
                 Master's
                 Instrument
              
               in
               the
               Case
               ,
               as
               the
               Cudgel
               is
               the
               Servants
               ;
               and
               they
               are
               Both
               under
               the
               same
               Command
               .
               When
               a
               Man
               happens
               to
               be
               Kill'd
               ,
               we
               do
               not
               Impute
               the
               Murder
               to
               the
               Weapon
               that
               did
               the
               Execution
               ,
               but
               to
               Him
               that
               Manag'd
               it
               .
               This
               is
               much
               after
               the
               way
               of
               Treating
               Elephants
               .
               When
               an
               Elephant
               is
               taken
               in
               a
               Pit-fall
               ,
               He
               that
               is
               design'd
               for
               the
               Master
               and
               Keeper
               of
               him
               ,
               sets
               Other
               
               People
               to
               Prick
               and
               Teize
               him
               ,
               and
               Then
               In
               comes
               He
               Himself
               ,
               and
               under
               Pretence
               of
               taking
               his
               Part
               ,
               falls
               foul
               upon
               his
               Enemies
               ,
               and
               Rescues
               him
               .
               The
               Elephant
               takes
               This
               Man
               now
               for
               his
               Friend
               ;
               Whereas
               ,
               upon
               the
               Whole
               Matter
               ,
               it
               was
               by
               His
               Order
               that
               he
               was
               both
               Taken
               and
               Beaten
               .
            
             
               There
               's
               Nothing
               more
               Frequent
               then
               This
               Shamming
               Way
               of
               Confederacy
               ,
               betwixt
               Two
               Men
               in
               Power
               ;
               when
               an
               Honest
               Patriot
               ,
               for
               the
               Purpose
               ,
               or
               a
               Loyal
               Subject
               is
               to
               be
               made
               an
               Owl
               of
               ;
               by
               Consent
               of
               them
               Both.
               The
               One
               Affronts
               him
               ,
               while
               the
               Other
               Cajoles
               ,
               and
               Pities
               him
               ;
               Takes
               up
               his
               Quarrel
               ,
               shakes
               his
               Head
               at
               it
               ;
               Claps
               his
               Hand
               upon
               his
               Breast
               ,
               and
               then
               Protests
               ,
               and
               Protests
               ,
               
                 he
                 Wonders
                 at
                 his
                 Heart
                 that
                 any
                 Lord
                 should
                 have
                 so
                 Little
                 Honour
                 as
                 to
                 Treat
                 an
                 Honest
                 Gentleman
                 at
                 This
                 rate
                 .
              
               A
               Friend
               of
               mine
               has
               been
               at
               This
               sport
               many
               and
               many
               a
               time
               :
               And
               now
               upon
               the
               Whole
               Matter
               ,
               This
               is
               no
               more
               at
               last
               then
               a
               Concerted
               Intrigue
               betwixt
               a
               Brace
               of
               Sharpers
               ,
               that
               Laugh
               all
               the
               while
               at
               the
               Whole
               Roguery
               in
               their
               Sleeves
               .
               The
               
                 Masters
                 Good
                 Words
              
               are
               a
               Greater
               Mortification
               to
               the
               Dog
               ,
               then
               the
               
                 Servants
                 Blows
              
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCLXXXIX
             .
             The
             Birds
             and
             Beetles
             .
          
           
             THE
             Birds
             were
             in
             a
             Terrible
             Fright
             once
             ,
             for
             fear
             of
             Gun-shot
             from
             the
             Beetles
             .
             And
             what
             was
             the
             Bus'ness
             but
             the
             little
             Balls
             of
             Ordure
             that
             the
             Beetles
             had
             Rak'd
             together
             ,
             the
             Birds
             took
             for
             Bullets
             :
             But
             a
             Sparrow
             in
             that
             Company
             ,
             that
             had
             more
             Wit
             then
             his
             Fellows
             ,
             bad
             'em
             have
             a
             Good
             Heart
             yet
             ,
             for
             how
             shall
             they
             reach
             us
             in
             the
             Air
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             with
             Those
             Pellets
             ,
             that
             they
             can
             hardly
             Roll
             upon
             the
             Ground
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Many
               People
               apprehend
               Danger
               where
               there
               's
               None
               ,
               and
               reckon
               themselves
               sure
               where
               there
               Is
               ,
               for
               want
               of
               taking
               the
               True
               Measure
               of
               Things
               ,
               and
               laying
               Matters
               Rightly
               together
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               VAIN
               Fears
               and
               Imaginations
               Cast
               a
               Mist
               before
               our
               Eyes
               ,
               and
               not
               only
               Represent
               Real
               Dangers
               Greater
               then
               they
               Are
               ,
               but
               Create
               Fantastical
               Difficulties
               ,
               where
               in
               Truth
               there
               are
               None
               at
               all
               .
               The
               Birds
               were
               in
               a
               Mortal
               Apprehension
               of
               the
               Beetles
               ,
               till
               the
               Sparrow
               Reason'd
               them
               into
               a
               Better
               Understanding
               of
               the
               Matter
               .
               How
               should
               they
               Hurt
               us
               in
               the
               Air
               ,
               says
               the
               Sparrow
               ,
               with
               Those
               Pellets
               ,
               that
               they
               can
               hardly
               Move
               
               upon
               the
               Ground
               ,
               which
               brought
               the
               Point
               to
               an
               Issue
               upon
               a
               very
               Logical
               Conclusion
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXC.
             A
             Bear
             and
             Bees
             .
          
           
             A
             Bear
             was
             so
             Engag'd
             once
             at
             the
             Stinging
             of
             a
             Bee
             ,
             that
             he
             ran
             like
             Mad
             into
             the
             Bee-Garden
             ,
             and
             Over-turn'd
             All
             the
             Hives
             ,
             in
             Revenge
             .
             This
             Outrage
             brought
             them
             Out
             in
             Whole
             Troops
             upon
             him
             ;
             and
             he
             came
             afterwards
             to
             Bethink
             himself
             ,
             how
             much
             more
             Advisable
             it
             had
             been
             to
             Pass
             over
             One
             Injury
             ,
             then
             by
             an
             Unprofitable
             Passion
             to
             Provoke
             a
             Thousand
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Better
               pass
               over
               an
               Affront
               from
               One
               Scoundrel
               ,
               then
               draw
               the
               Whole
               Herd
               of
               the
               Mobile
               about
               a
               Man's
               Ears
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               WE
               are
               to
               learn
               from
               hence
               ,
               the
               Folly
               of
               an
               Impotent
               ,
               and
               Inconsiderate
               Anger
               .
               ;
               ,
               and
               that
               there
               's
               no
               Creature
               so
               Contemptible
               ,
               but
               by
               the
               Help
               of
               Resolution
               ,
               and
               of
               Numbers
               ,
               it
               may
               Gain
               its
               Point
               .
               The
               Heat
               and
               Thirst
               of
               Revenge
               does
               but
               Hurry
               People
               from
               Less
               Mischieves
               to
               Greater
               ;
               As
               One
               Hasty
               Word
               ,
               or
               Blow
               ,
               brings
               on
               a
               Thousand
               .
               There
               's
               no
               Opposing
               the
               Torrent
               of
               a
               Head-strong
               Multitude
               ;
               for
               Rage
               and
               Despair
               give
               Courage
               to
               the
               most
               Inconsiderable
               ,
               and
               the
               most
               Fearful
               of
               Creatures
               .
               Had
               it
               not
               been
               Better
               now
               to
               have
               pass'd
               over
               the
               Affront
               of
               one
               Spiteful
               Creature
               ,
               than
               to
               Provoke
               and
               draw
               on
               upon
               Himself
               the
               Outrage
               of
               a
               Thousand
               ?
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXCI.
             A
             Fowler
             and
             a
             Chaffinch
             .
          
           
             A
             Fowler
             that
             had
             Bent
             his
             Net
             ,
             and
             laid
             his
             Bait
             ,
             Planted
             himself
             in
             the
             Bird-Catcher's
             Place
             ,
             to
             Watch
             for
             a
             Draught
             .
             There
             came
             a
             Great
             Many
             Birds
             One
             after
             Another
             ,
             that
             Lighted
             ,
             and
             Peck'd
             a
             While
             ,
             and
             so
             away
             again
             .
             At
             This
             rate
             
             they
             kept
             Coming
             and
             Going
             all
             the
             Day
             long
             ;
             but
             so
             few
             at
             a
             time
             ,
             that
             the
             Man
             did
             not
             think
             'em
             worth
             a
             Pluck
             .
             At
             last
             ,
             when
             he
             had
             Slipt
             All
             his
             Opportunities
             in
             hope
             of
             a
             Better
             Hit
             ,
             the
             Evening
             came
             on
             ,
             and
             the
             Birds
             were
             gone
             to
             Bed
             ,
             so
             that
             he
             must
             either
             Draw
             then
             or
             not
             at
             all
             ;
             and
             in
             the
             Conclusion
             ,
             he
             was
             e'en
             fain
             to
             content
             himself
             with
             one
             Single
             Chaffinch
             ,
             that
             had
             the
             Misfortune
             to
             be
             Later
             abroad
             then
             her
             Fellows
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Men
               are
               so
               Greedy
               after
               what
               's
               to
               Come
               ,
               which
               is
               Uncertain
               ,
               that
               they
               Slip
               present
               Opportunities
               ,
               which
               are
               never
               to
               be
               Recover'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               DELAYS
               are
               Dangerous
               .
               The
               very
               Instant
               is
               All
               that
               we
               can
               call
               our
               Own
               ,
               The
               Rest
               ,
               is
               either
               Chance
               ,
               or
               Fate
               .
               The
               Case
               of
               the
               Fowler
               and
               the
               Chaffinch
               ,
               reaches
               to
               All
               the
               Pretensions
               of
               Humane
               Life
               .
               Every
               Man
               Living
               has
               a
               Design
               in
               his
               Head
               upon
               something
               or
               other
               ,
               and
               Applies
               himself
               accordingly
               toward
               the
               Attaining
               of
               his
               End
               ;
               whether
               it
               be
               Honour
               ,
               Wealth
               ,
               Power
               ,
               or
               any
               other
               sort
               of
               Advantage
               ,
               or
               Settlement
               in
               the
               World.
               Now
               he
               that
               would
               take
               a
               True
               Measure
               how
               to
               Proceed
               ,
               should
               say
               to
               himself
               ,
               This
               is
               the
               Thing
               I
               would
               be
               at
               .
               This
               or
               That
               in
               such
               a
               Proportion
               will
               do
               my
               Bus'ness
               ;
               And
               This
               Nick
               of
               time
               is
               the
               Critical
               Occasion
               for
               the
               Gaining
               of
               such
               ,
               or
               such
               a
               Point
               .
               I
               'll
               take
               it
               while
               't
               is
               to
               be
               had
               .
               He
               that
               may
               be
               Well
               ,
               and
               Will
               not
               ,
               in
               hope
               of
               being
               Better
               ,
               runs
               the
               Risque
               of
               getting
               Nothing
               at
               all
               ;
               and
               so
               Parts
               with
               a
               Moral
               Certainty
               in
               Possession
               ,
               for
               a
               Wild
               ,
               and
               a
               Remote
               Possibility
               in
               Reversion
               .
               Lost
               Opportunities
               are
               never
               to
               be
               Recover'd
               .
               'T
               is
               Good
               Discretion
               ,
               when
               we
               cannot
               Command
               what
               we
               would
               have
               ,
               to
               Compound
               for
               what
               we
               May
               ,
               and
               not
               to
               call
               any
               thing
               
                 Ill
                 Luck
              
               ,
               which
               is
               in
               Truth
               
                 Ill
                 Manage
              
               .
               'T
               is
               a
               Weakness
               to
               be
               Sollicitous
               for
               more
               then
               enough
               ,
               and
               to
               Hazzard
               All
               by
               Grasping
               at
               too
               much
               .
               
                 All
                 Covet
                 ,
                 All
                 Lose
              
               ;
               for
               Avarice
               ,
               whether
               it
               Succeeds
               or
               not
               ,
               is
               but
               a
               kind
               of
               Beggary
               ;
               and
               he
               that
               Wants
               More
               ,
               has
               as
               Good
               as
               Nothing
               at
               all
               .
               The
               Bird-Catcher
               slipt
               his
               Time
               here
               ,
               and
               makes
               Good
               the
               Old
               Vulgar
               Saying
               ;
               ha'
               Nay
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXCII
             .
             A
             Soldier
             and
             Two
             Horses
             .
          
           
             A
             Soldier
             that
             had
             One
             Excellent
             Horse
             already
             ,
             bought
             Another
             that
             was
             not
             Half
             so
             Good
             ,
             and
             yet
             he
             took
             more
             Care
             of
             That
             ,
             then
             of
             the
             Former
             .
             Every
             body
             Wonder'd
             
             at
             the
             Humour
             of
             it
             ,
             considering
             that
             for
             Beauty
             ,
             or
             Service
             ,
             the
             Latter
             was
             not
             Comparable
             to
             the
             Other
             .
             Ay
             ,
             but
             says
             One
             ,
             't
             is
             Natural
             to
             be
             Kind
             to
             the
             Last
             Commer
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Our
               Likings
               or
               Dislikes
               are
               Founded
               rather
               upon
               Humour
               and
               Fancy
               then
               upon
               Reason
               .
               Every
               thing
               pleases
               us
               at
               First
               ;
               and
               Nothing
               Pleases
               us
               Long
               ;
               and
               we
               shift
               only
               to
               Try
               if
               we
               can
               Mend
               our selves
               in
               the
               Next
               Choice
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               WE
               are
               apt
               to
               put
               a
               Value
               upon
               Things
               for
               their
               Novelty
               ,
               rather
               then
               for
               their
               Vertue
               :
               and
               the
               same
               Levity
               holds
               toward
               Women
               ,
               Friends
               and
               Acquaintances
               :
               Nay
               ,
               and
               Governments
               too
               ;
               for
               People
               seldom
               Change
               for
               a
               Better
               .
               All
               Civil
               Constitutions
               have
               their
               Failings
               ,
               and
               the
               Unhinging
               ,
               even
               of
               the
               Worst
               of
               Governments
               brings
               on
               an
               Anarchy
               ,
               which
               is
               yet
               Worse
               ;
               for
               it
               lays
               All
               in
               Rubbish
               :
               And
               we
               have
               no
               Better
               Security
               for
               the
               Next
               State
               of
               Things
               ,
               then
               we
               had
               for
               the
               Former
               ,
               but
               still
               for
               Variety
               sake
               ,
               we
               go
               on
               Chopping
               and
               Changing
               our
               Friends
               ,
               and
               our
               Masters
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               our
               Horses
               ;
               and
               with
               the
               Soldier
               ,
               out
               of
               a
               Sickly
               Levity
               ,
               like
               the
               Last
               Best
               whatever
               it
               be
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXCIII
             .
             A
             Spaniel
             and
             a
             Sow
             .
          
           
             I
             Wonder
             (
             says
             a
             Sow
             to
             a
             Spaniel
             )
             how
             you
             can
             Fawn
             thus
             upon
             a
             Master
             that
             gives
             you
             so
             many
             Blows
             ,
             and
             Twinges
             by
             the
             Ears
             .
             Well
             (
             says
             the
             Dog
             )
             but
             then
             set
             the
             Good
             Bits
             ,
             and
             the
             Good
             Words
             he
             gives
             me
             ,
             against
             Those
             Blows
             and
             Twinges
             ,
             and
             I
             'm
             a
             Gainer
             by
             the
             Bargain
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               He
               that
               will
               Live
               Happily
               in
               This
               World
               must
               Resolve
               to
               take
               the
               Good
               and
               the
               Bad
               Thankfully
               and
               Contentedly
               One
               with
               Another
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               WITHOUT
               a
               Strict
               Hand
               over
               us
               in
               the
               Institution
               of
               our
               Youth
               ,
               we
               are
               in
               danger
               to
               be
               Lost
               for
               ever
               .
               
                 He
                 that
                 Spares
                 the
                 Rod
                 ,
                 Hates
                 the
                 Child
              
               ;
               and
               the
               Severity
               of
               an
               Early
               Discipline
               is
               One
               of
               the
               Greatest
               Obligations
               that
               a
               Son
               can
               have
               to
               a
               Tender
               Parent
               .
               This
               we
               shall
               find
               to
               be
               True
               ,
               if
               we
               do
               but
               set
               the
               Good
               against
               the
               Bad
               ,
               as
               the
               Dog
               did
               ,
               the
               Bits
               against
               the
               Knocks
               ,
               and
               then
               Ballance
               the
               Account
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXCIV.
             Oxen
             and
             Timber
             .
          
           
             WHY
             don't
             you
             Run
             and
             Make
             Hast
             ?
             cry'd
             the
             Timber
             in
             the
             Cart
             ,
             to
             the
             Oxen
             that
             Drew
             it
             ?
             The
             Burden
             is
             not
             so
             Heavy
             sure
             .
             Well!
             (
             said
             the
             Oxen
             )
             if
             You
             did
             but
             know
             Your
             Own
             Fortune
             ,
             you
             'd
             never
             be
             so
             Merry
             at
             Ours
             .
             We
             shall
             be
             Discharg'd
             of
             our
             Load
             so
             soon
             as
             we
             come
             to
             our
             Journies
             End
             ,
             but
             You
             that
             are
             Design'd
             for
             Beams
             and
             Supporters
             ,
             shall
             be
             made
             to
             bear
             till
             your
             Hearts
             break
             .
             This
             Hint
             brought
             the
             Timber
             to
             a
             Better
             Understanding
             of
             the
             Case
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               matter
               of
               Humanity
               ,
               Honour
               ,
               Prudence
               ,
               and
               Piety
               ,
               to
               be
               Tender
               One
               of
               Another
               ;
               for
               no
               Man
               Living
               knows
               his
               End
               ,
               and
               't
               is
               
                 the
                 Evening
                 Crowns
                 the
                 Day
              
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               IT
               is
               both
               Base
               ,
               and
               Foolish
               ,
               to
               Insult
               over
               People
               in
               Distress
               ,
               for
               the
               Wheel
               of
               Fortune
               is
               Perpetually
               in
               Motion
               ,
               and
               He
               that
               's
               Uppermost
               to
               day
               ,
               may
               be
               Under
               it
               to
               Morrow
               .
               No
               Man
               knows
               what
               End
               he
               is
               Born
               to
               ;
               and
               it
               is
               Only
               Death
               that
               can
               Pronounce
               upon
               a
               Happy
               or
               a
               Miserable
               Life
               .
               When
               the
               Timber
               ,
               made
               sport
               with
               the
               Oxen
               for
               the
               Drudgery
               they
               Labour'd
               under
               ,
               Little
               did
               they
               Dream
               of
               the
               Greater
               Oppression
               they
               were
               to
               Undergo
               Themselves
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXCV.
             A
             Goldfinch
             and
             a
             Boy
             .
          
           
             A
             Goldfinch
             gave
             his
             Master
             the
             slip
             out
             of
             the
             Cage
             ,
             and
             he
             did
             what
             he
             could
             to
             get
             him
             Back
             again
             ,
             but
             he
             would
             not
             come
             .
             Well!
             says
             the
             Boy
             ,
             You
             'll
             live
             to
             Repent
             it
             ;
             for
             you
             'll
             never
             be
             so
             well
             Look'd
             to
             in
             any
             Other
             Place
             .
             That
             may
             very
             Well
             be
             ,
             says
             the
             Bird
             ;
             but
             however
             ,
             I
             had
             rather
             be
             at
             my
             Own
             Keeping
             then
             at
             Yours
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Never
               Well
               ;
               Full
               nor
               Fasting
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               MEAT
               ,
               Drink
               ,
               and
               Ease
               can
               never
               make
               any
               Man
               Happy
               that
               wants
               his
               Liberty
               .
               No
               ,
               nor
               any
               Man
               that
               Has
               it
               neither
               ;
               for
               we
               are
               
                 never
                 Well
                 ,
                 either
                 with
                 much
                 or
                 Little.
              
               Whatever
               we
               Have
               ,
               we
               Want
               something
               else
               ,
               and
               so
               go
               on
               Wanting
               and
               Craving
               ,
               till
               Death
               takes
               us
               off
               in
               the
               Middle
               of
               our
               Longings
               .
               He
               that
               's
               a
               Pris'ner
               ,
               is
               Troubled
               that
               he
               cannot
               go
               whither
               he
               Would
               ;
               And
               He
               that
               's
               at
               Large
               ,
               is
               as
               much
               Troubled
               that
               he
               does
               not
               know
               whether
               to
               Go.
               The
               One
               Stands
               still
               ;
               and
               the
               Other
               Loses
               his
               Way
               .
               Now
               't
               is
               not
               Necessity
               ,
               but
               Opinion
               ,
               that
               makes
               People
               Miserable
               ,
               and
               when
               we
               come
               once
               to
               be
               Fancy-Sick
               ,
               there
               's
               
                 No
                 Cure
              
               for
               't
               .
               A
               Man
               may
               have
               his
               Heels
               at
               Liberty
               ,
               and
               yet
               be
               a
               Slave
               to
               Impotent
               Affections
               ,
               and
               Troubled
               Thoughts
               .
               But
               This
               is
               not
               ,
               upon
               any
               Terms
               ,
               to
               Undervalue
               the
               Blessing
               of
               a
               Natural
               Freedom
               ;
               and
               the
               Goldfinch
               was
               Undoubtedly
               in
               the
               Right
               ,
               when
               he
               was
               once
               out
               of
               the
               Cage
               ,
               not
               to
               be
               Whistled
               back
               again
               ,
               if
               it
               had
               not
               been
               that
               he
               carry'd
               his
               Snare
               along
               with
               him
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXCVI.
             A
             Droll
             and
             a
             Bishop
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Roguy
             Wag
             of
             a
             Droll
             that
             had
             a
             Mind
             once
             to
             put
             a
             Trick
             upon
             
               a
               Hard
               ,
               Close-Fisted
               Bishop
            
             :
             so
             he
             went
             to
             him
             upon
             the
             
               First
               of
               Ianuary
            
             to
             Wish
             him
             a
             
               Merry
               New-Year
            
             on
             't
             ,
             and
             begg'd
             a
             
               Five
               Guinea
               Piece
            
             of
             him
             for
             a
             New-Years-Gift
             .
             Why
             ,
             the
             Man
             's
             Mad
             (
             says
             the
             Prelate
             )
             and
             I
             believe
             he
             takes
             Me
             to
             be
             so
             too
             .
             Dost
             think
             I
             have
             so
             Little
             Wit
             ,
             as
             to
             
             Part
             with
             such
             a
             Gob
             of
             Money
             for
             God-a-Mercy
             ?
             Nay
             ,
             my
             Lord
             (
             says
             the
             Fellow
             )
             if
             That
             be
             too
             much
             ,
             let
             it
             be
             but
             a
             Single
             George
             ,
             and
             I
             'll
             be
             Thankful
             for
             't
             ;
             But
             That
             would
             not
             do
             Neither
             .
             He
             fell
             next
             Bout
             to
             a
             
               Copper
               Farthing
            
             ,
             and
             was
             Deny'd
             That
             too
             .
             When
             the
             Fellow
             saw
             that
             there
             was
             no
             Money
             to
             be
             got
             ,
             Pray
             (
             My
             Lord
             ,
             says
             he
             )
             let
             me
             beg
             your
             Blessing
             then
             .
             With
             all
             my
             Heart
             (
             says
             the
             Bishop
             )
             Down
             on
             your
             Knees
             ,
             and
             You
             shall
             have
             it
             ,
             No
             ,
             My
             Lord
             (
             says
             T'other
             )
             't
             is
             My
             Turn
             now
             to
             Deny
             ;
             for
             if
             You
             Your self
             had
             thought
             That
             Blessing
             worth
             a
             
               Copper
               Farthing
            
             ,
             you
             'd
             never
             have
             Parted
             with
             it
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               
                 No
                 Penny
                 ,
                 No
                 Pater
                 Noster
                 ,
              
               does
               not
               hold
               in
               All
               Cases
               ;
               for
               the
               Penny
               and
               the
               
                 Pater
                 Noster
              
               do
               not
               go
               always
               together
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               's
               No
               Corruption
               like
               Ecclesiastical
               Avarice
               ;
               No
               Cruelty
               so
               Merciless
               as
               That
               of
               a
               Debauch'd
               Church-man
               .
               'T
               is
               the
               Devil's
               Master-Piece
               to
               begin
               There
               ;
               for
               he
               knows
               very
               Well
               ,
               that
               the
               Scandalous
               Examples
               of
               a
               Perfidious
               ,
               and
               an
               Apostate
               Clergy
               ,
               are
               the
               Ready
               Way
               to
               bring
               the
               Holy
               Order
               of
               Priesthood
               it self
               into
               Odium
               ,
               and
               
                 Disgrace
                 .
                 Here
                 's
                 Your
                 Church
              
               ,
               they
               cry
               presently
               ;
               as
               if
               the
               very
               Function
               were
               Unhallow'd
               by
               the
               
                 Mercenary
                 Practices
              
               of
               some
               
                 Backsliding
                 Members
              
               of
               That
               Communion
               .
               Let
               them
               Live
               as
               they
               Preach
               ,
               and
               Preach
               as
               they
               Ought
               ,
               and
               let
               there
               be
               No
               Moralizing
               in
               the
               Pulpit
               upon
               the
               Fable
               of
               the
               Man
               ,
               and
               the
               Satyr
               ,
               by
               
                 Blowing
                 Hot
                 and
                 Cold
              
               out
               of
               the
               same
               Mouth
               .
               There
               are
               Symoniacal
               Contracts
               on
               the
               Buying-side
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               on
               the
               selling
               ,
               when
               People
               shall
               Preach
               One
               Doctrine
               to
               get
               Into
               a
               Living
               ,
               and
               the
               Contrary
               to
               Keep
               it
               .
               What
               is
               This
               ,
               but
               the
               Selling
               of
               the
               Truth
               ,
               and
               of
               Souls
               ,
               for
               Money
               ;
               and
               the
               Prostituting
               of
               All
               that
               's
               Sacred
               ,
               for
               the
               saving
               of
               their
               Skins
               and
               their
               Stakes
               ?
            
             
               Not
               but
               that
               Charity
               is
               Free
               ,
               and
               much
               at
               the
               Discretion
               of
               Him
               that
               is
               to
               Exercise
               it
               .
               It
               is
               Free
               ,
               I
               say
               ,
               to
               All
               Intents
               and
               Purposes
               ,
               as
               to
               any
               Legal
               Coercion
               upon
               it
               ,
               though
               at
               the
               same
               time
               ,
               in
               Point
               of
               Conscience
               ,
               a
               Man
               may
               lye
               under
               the
               Obligation
               of
               an
               Indispensable
               Duty
               .
               So
               that
               without
               forcing
               the
               Drift
               of
               this
               Fable
               ,
               the
               Bishop
               is
               not
               to
               Blame
               here
               ,
               the
               Matter
               simply
               Consider'd
               ;
               for
               the
               First
               ,
               Second
               ,
               or
               Third
               Denyal
               ,
               or
               for
               All
               together
               ;
               for
               such
               Circumstances
               may
               be
               Suppos'd
               ,
               with
               a
               regard
               to
               the
               Manner
               ,
               Time
               ,
               and
               Person
               ,
               as
               might
               not
               only
               Acquit
               him
               for
               the
               Refusal
               ,
               but
               have
               Reflected
               upon
               his
               Conduct
               ,
               and
               Prudence
               ,
               if
               he
               had
               Granted
               the
               Request
               :
               So
               that
               (
               with
               Veneration
               to
               the
               Divine
               Institution
               it self
               ,
               and
               to
               Those
               that
               Live
               up
               to
               't
               )
               we
               are
               to
               take
               This
               for
               the
               Figure
               of
               a
               Loose
               and
               a
               
                 Covetous
                 Prelate
              
               ,
               that
               Disgraces
               his
               Character
               by
               his
               Conversation
               ,
               and
               sets
               a
               Higher
               Rate
               upon
               a
               
                 Copper
                 Farthing
              
               then
               upon
               an
               
                 Apostolical
                 Benediction
              
               .
               Now
               if
               This
               Bishop
               could
               have
               said
               ,
               
                 Silver
                 and
                 Gold
                 have
                 I
                 None
                 ,
              
               the
               Author
               of
               This
               Fable
               would
               have
               Absolv'd
               him
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXCVII.
             A
             Lapwing
             Preferr'd
             .
          
           
             UPon
             a
             General
             Invitation
             to
             the
             
               Eagles
               Wedding
            
             ,
             there
             were
             several
             Birds
             of
             Quality
             among
             the
             Rest
             ,
             that
             took
             it
             in
             Heavy
             Dudgeon
             to
             see
             a
             Lapwing
             Plac'd
             at
             the
             Upper
             End
             of
             the
             Table
             .
             'T
             is
             true
             ,
             they
             cry'd
             ,
             he
             has
             a
             kind
             of
             a
             Coxcomb
             upon
             the
             Crown
             of
             him
             ,
             and
             a
             Few
             Tawdry
             Feathers
             ;
             but
             Alas
             ,
             he
             never
             Eat
             a
             Good
             Meals
             Meat
             in
             his
             Life
             ,
             till
             he
             came
             to
             This
             Preferment
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               a
               Scandal
               to
               a
               Government
               ,
               and
               there
               goes
               Envy
               along
               with
               it
               ,
               where
               Honours
               are
               Conferr'd
               upon
               Men
               for
               Address
               ,
               Beauty
               ,
               and
               External
               Advantages
               ,
               rather
               then
               for
               their
               Qualities
               and
               Vertues
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               a
               Necessary
               Caution
               in
               All
               Preferments
               that
               they
               be
               Plac'd
               upon
               Fit
               Men
               ;
               for
               the
               Right
               Motives
               ;
               and
               for
               the
               Right
               Ends.
               The
               Advancing
               of
               a
               Fantastical
               Fool
               ,
               or
               Lapwing
               ,
               Reflects
               upon
               the
               Raiser
               of
               him
               ;
               for
               't
               is
               an
               Ill
               sign
               ,
               the
               very
               Liking
               of
               an
               Ill
               Man
               ,
               and
               Implies
               ,
               at
               least
               ,
               a
               Tacit
               Approbation
               of
               the
               Officers
               Defects
               .
               The
               Preferring
               of
               People
               indeed
               to
               Honourable
               Charges
               and
               Commissions
               ,
               without
               either
               Brains
               ,
               Blood
               ,
               Fortune
               ,
               or
               Merit
               ,
               may
               be
               so
               far
               Reputed
               a
               Great
               Work
               ,
               as
               the
               making
               of
               Something
               out
               of
               Nothing
               ,
               seems
               to
               be
               next
               door
               to
               a
               Creation
               :
               But
               the
               Character
               at
               last
               will
               not
               Excuse
               the
               Person
               so
               Dignify'd
               ,
               from
               Open
               Envy
               and
               Secret
               Contempt
               ,
               Where
               it
               so
               falls
               out
               that
               the
               True
               Reason
               of
               the
               Choice
               ,
               is
               either
               Fancy
               without
               Judgment
               ,
               or
               Credulity
               without
               Enquiry
               ,
               Enformation
               ,
               or
               Tryal
               ,
               the
               Latter
               is
               the
               more
               Harmless
               Mistake
               of
               the
               Two
               ;
               for
               there
               's
               somewhat
               of
               Generous
               in
               the
               Confidence
               ,
               Nowithstanding
               the
               Error
               of
               the
               Facility
               ;
               And
               as
               He
               that
               Trusts
               to
               This
               Degree
               ,
               does
               deserve
               not
               to
               be
               Deceiv'd
               ;
               so
               He
               that
               Betrays
               such
               a
               Trust
               ,
               on
               the
               Other
               Hand
               ,
               is
               not
               Worthy
               to
               Live.
               An
               Ill
               Reason
               ,
               in
               fine
               ,
               for
               an
               Ill
               Choice
               ,
               is
               Worse
               then
               No
               Reason
               at
               all
               ;
               for
               to
               proceed
               upon
               a
               Wrong
               Reason
               is
               to
               Build
               upon
               a
               False
               Foundation
               .
               
                 Will
                 and
                 Pleasure
              
               is
               the
               Only
               Plea
               This
               Case
               will
               bear
               ;
               for
               the
               Authority
               of
               the
               
                 Eagle
                 her self
              
               we
               see
               was
               not
               sufficient
               to
               Vindicate
               a
               
                 Worthless
                 Minion
              
               from
               Reproach
               and
               Scorn
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXCVIII
             .
             A
             Priest
             and
             Pears
             .
          
           
             A
             
               Iolly
               Gutling
               Priest
            
             ,
             that
             was
             Invited
             to
             a
             Wedding-Dinner
             ,
             Stumbled
             upon
             a
             parcel
             of
             Pears
             by
             the
             Way
             .
             The
             Man
             was
             sharp
             enough
             set
             to
             have
             made
             a
             Breakfast
             of
             them
             ,
             but
             so
             taken
             up
             with
             the
             thought
             of
             the
             Wedding
             Chear
             ,
             that
             he
             only
             Pist
             upon
             the
             Pears
             in
             Contempt
             ,
             and
             so
             went
             his
             Way
             .
             He
             was
             to
             Cross
             a
             River
             it
             seems
             ,
             but
             finding
             the
             Waters
             so
             High
             ,
             that
             there
             was
             No
             Passing
             ,
             he
             was
             e'en
             glad
             to
             Trudge
             back
             again
             as
             Wise
             as
             he
             Came
             ,
             and
             to
             make
             a
             Meal
             of
             Those
             very
             Pears
             that
             he
             had
             Pist
             upon
             and
             Despis'd
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Hunger's
               the
               Best
               Sauce
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Fable
               shews
               us
               ,
               that
               Delicate
               and
               Squeamish
               Humours
               in
               the
               Matter
               of
               Meats
               and
               Drinks
               ,
               are
               Freak
               ,
               and
               Phansy
               ,
               rather
               then
               upon
               any
               Account
               of
               Nature
               ,
               or
               Reason
               .
               (
               Some
               Few
               Insuperable
               Aversions
               only
               Excepted
               )
               There
               is
               a
               Pride
               ,
               and
               an
               Affectation
               of
               Singularity
               ,
               that
               is
               never
               to
               be
               pleas'd
               with
               any
               thing
               that
               's
               Cheap
               and
               Common
               ;
               and
               there
               's
               also
               a
               Sensual
               Intemperance
               for
               the
               Gratifying
               of
               the
               Palate
               ;
               but
               
                 Necessity
                 ,
                 and
                 no
                 Choice
              
               cures
               either
               of
               These
               Evils
               .
               The
               Priest
               did
               Ill
               in
               Vilifying
               These
               Pears
               ;
               for
               All
               the
               Fruits
               of
               the
               Earth
               are
               the
               Gifts
               of
               Providence
               ,
               which
               we
               ought
               to
               have
               a
               Reverence
               for
               :
               And
               he
               did
               Foolishly
               too
               in
               not
               Considering
               ,
               that
               he
               Himself
               might
               come
               to
               stand
               in
               Need
               of
               them
               .
               But
               he
               was
               forc'd
               ,
               in
               the
               Conclusion
               ,
               to
               Eat
               That
               Himself
               ,
               which
               he
               had
               made
               Unfit
               for
               any
               body
               else
               ,
               and
               There
               was
               his
               Punishment
               .
               A
               Squeamish
               Fastidious
               Niceness
               in
               Meats
               and
               Drinks
               ,
               must
               be
               Cur'd
               as
               we
               Cure
               Agues
               ,
               by
               Starving
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCXCIX
             .
             A
             Horse
             and
             a
             Hog
             .
          
           
             A
             Hog
             took
             Notice
             of
             a
             Horse
             in
             the
             Height
             of
             his
             Courage
             ,
             that
             was
             Just
             advancing
             to
             Charge
             an
             Enemy
             .
             Why
             what
             a
             Fool
             art
             thou
             ,
             says
             the
             Hog
             to
             him
             ,
             to
             make
             such
             
             Haste
             to
             be
             Destroy'd
             ?
             That
             Consideration
             ,
             says
             the
             Horse
             ,
             may
             do
             well
             enough
             in
             the
             Mouth
             of
             a
             Wretched
             Creature
             that
             's
             only
             Fatted
             up
             to
             be
             Kill'd
             by
             a
             Knife
             ,
             but
             whenever
             I
             'm
             Taken
             off
             ,
             I
             'll
             leave
             the
             Memory
             of
             a
             Good
             Name
             Behind
             me
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               the
               Cause
               makes
               the
               Martyr
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               HE
               that
               Consults
               the
               Interest
               of
               his
               Carcass
               ,
               before
               That
               of
               his
               Reputation
               ,
               or
               his
               Country
               ,
               is
               Effectually
               but
               a
               Brute
               ,
               under
               the
               Figure
               of
               a
               Man.
               An
               Honourable
               Death
               is
               to
               be
               Preferr'd
               much
               before
               an
               Infamous
               Life
               .
               This
               Hog
               in
               the
               Fable
               has
               but
               taken
               up
               the
               Words
               and
               Humour
               of
               a
               Bestial
               sort
               of
               People
               in
               the
               World
               :
               Men
               that
               lie
               Wallowing
               in
               their
               Lusts
               ,
               their
               Debauches
               ,
               and
               their
               Pleasures
               ,
               and
               spending
               their
               Censures
               upon
               Men
               of
               Honour
               ,
               and
               Publique
               Spirits
               ,
               without
               any
               Regard
               to
               the
               Conscience
               of
               either
               Christian
               ,
               Moral
               ,
               or
               Political
               Duties
               .
               They
               are
               more
               Solicitous
               for
               the
               Pampering
               of
               their
               Bodies
               ,
               then
               for
               the
               Saving
               of
               their
               Souls
               ,
               or
               the
               Embalming
               of
               their
               Memories
               :
               And
               fall
               justly
               under
               the
               Reproof
               of
               the
               Horse
               to
               the
               Hog
               in
               This
               Emblem
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCC
             .
             A
             Hunts-man
             and
             a
             Currier
             .
          
           
             A
             Currier
             bought
             a
             Bear-skin
             of
             a
             Hunts-man
             ,
             and
             laid
             him
             down
             ready
             Money
             for
             't
             .
             The
             Hunts-man
             told
             him
             that
             he
             would
             Kill
             a
             Bear
             next
             day
             ,
             and
             he
             should
             have
             the
             Skin
             .
             The
             Currier
             ,
             for
             his
             Curiosity
             ,
             went
             out
             with
             the
             Hunts-man
             to
             the
             Chace
             ,
             and
             Mounted
             a
             Tree
             ,
             where
             he
             might
             see
             the
             Sport.
             The
             Hunts-man
             Advanc'd
             very
             Bravely
             up
             to
             the
             Den
             where
             the
             Bear
             lay
             ,
             and
             threw
             in
             his
             Dogs
             upon
             him
             .
             He
             Rustled
             out
             Immediately
             ,
             and
             the
             Man
             Missing
             his
             Aim
             ,
             the
             Bear
             Overturn'd
             him
             .
             So
             the
             Fellow
             held
             his
             Breath
             ,
             and
             lay
             Stone
             still
             ,
             as
             if
             he
             were
             Dead
             .
             The
             Bear
             Snuffled
             ,
             and
             smelt
             to
             him
             ;
             Took
             him
             for
             a
             Carcass
             ,
             and
             so
             left
             him
             .
             When
             the
             Bear
             was
             gone
             ,
             and
             the
             Danger
             over
             ,
             Down
             comes
             the
             Currier
             from
             the
             Tree
             ,
             and
             bad
             the
             Hunts-man
             Rise
             .
             Heark
             ye
             ,
             my
             Friend
             ,
             says
             the
             Currier
             ,
             The
             Bear
             Whispher'd
             somewhat
             in
             your
             Ear
             ,
             
             What
             was
             it
             ,
             I
             prethee
             ?
             Oh
             (
             says
             the
             Hunts-man
             )
             he
             bad
             me
             have
             a
             Care
             for
             the
             Future
             to
             make
             sure
             of
             the
             Bear
             ,
             before
             I
             Sell
             his
             Skin
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Let
               no
               Man
               Undertake
               for
               more
               then
               he
               is
               able
               to
               make
               Good.
               
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               is
               to
               bid
               us
               secure
               our selves
               Before
               hand
               of
               what
               we
               Undertake
               for
               ,
               and
               not
               depend
               upon
               Uncertainties
               .
               Tho
               with
               the
               Moralist's
               Leave
               ,
               the
               Uncertainty
               was
               on
               the
               Other
               Hand
               ,
               and
               he
               that
               Bought
               the
               Skin
               ran
               a
               Greater
               Risque
               then
               T'other
               that
               Sold
               it
               ;
               and
               had
               the
               Worse
               End
               of
               the
               Staff.
               'T
               is
               Good
               Councel
               however
               ,
               not
               to
               make
               our selves
               Answerable
               for
               Things
               out
               of
               our
               Power
               :
               Especially
               where
               there
               are
               Dangerous
               Contingencies
               in
               the
               Way
               ,
               as
               we
               find
               in
               This
               Fable
               :
               For
               the
               Bear
               was
               within
               a
               Hairs
               Breadth
               of
               Spoiling
               the
               Jest
               ;
               It
               is
               much
               at
               this
               Rate
               that
               we
               make
               All
               our
               Bargains
               ;
               We
               give
               our
               Time
               ,
               Study
               ,
               Interest
               ,
               Liberty
               ,
               and
               ,
               in
               short
               ,
               part
               with
               all
               that
               's
               Precious
               ,
               not
               only
               upon
               Uncertainties
               ,
               but
               for
               Things
               we
               can
               never
               Obtain
               .
               There
               's
               no
               depending
               upon
               To-morrow
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCI.
             A
             Hermit
             ,
             and
             a
             Soldier
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Holy-man
             that
             took
             a
             Soldier
             to
             Task
             ,
             upon
             the
             Subject
             of
             his
             Profession
             ,
             and
             laid
             before
             him
             the
             Hazzards
             ,
             the
             Sins
             ,
             and
             the
             Troubles
             that
             Attend
             People
             of
             that
             Trade
             ;
             Wherefore
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             for
             your
             Souls
             sake
             ,
             Sir
             ,
             Pray
             give
             it
             over
             .
             Well!
             Father
             ,
             says
             the
             Soldier
             ;
             I
             'll
             do
             as
             you
             bid
             me
             ;
             for
             really
             we
             are
             so
             I
             'll
             paid
             ,
             and
             there
             's
             so
             little
             to
             be
             Gotten
             by
             Pillage
             ,
             that
             I
             Phansy
             ,
             I
             had
             e'en
             as
             good
             Betake
             my self
             to
             a
             Godly
             Life
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               When
               People
               can
               Live
               no
               longer
               by
               their
               Sins
               ,
               't
               is
               High
               Time
               for
               them
               to
               Mend
               their
               Manners
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               NATURE
               it self
               speaks
               in
               These
               Lively
               Images
               of
               Truth
               .
               Here
               's
               a
               
                 Good
                 Man
              
               ,
               and
               his
               Penitent
               Preaching
               upon
               Two
               several
               Texts
               .
               The
               
                 Holy
                 Father
              
               Enforces
               the
               Necessity
               of
               the
               
                 Soldier
                 's
                 Repentance
              
               ,
               from
               the
               Wicked
               Course
               of
               Life
               that
               he
               Leads
               ,
               and
               the
               Trade
               that
               he
               drives
               .
               The
               Soldier
               ,
               on
               the
               Other
               hand
               ,
               is
               willing
               to
               be
               Converted
               ,
               for
               the
               
                 Times
                 are
                 Dead
              
               ,
               he
               says
               ,
               
                 and
                 there
                 's
                 Neither
                 Pay
                 ,
                 nor
                 Plunder
                 to
                 be
                 got
                 .
              
               The
               World
               has
               abundance
               of
               These
               Proselytes
               ,
               that
               when
               they
               can
               be
               no
               longer
               Wicked
               to
               Advantage
               ,
               take
               up
               an
               Outward
               Change
               of
               Profession
               ,
               and
               pass
               presently
               for
               Babes
               of
               Grace
               ,
               without
               the
               Least
               Symptoms
               ,
               all
               this
               while
               ,
               of
               any
               Inward
               Change
               of
               Mind
               .
               This
               was
               the
               Case
               of
               One
               of
               our
               
                 Modern
                 Confessors
              
               ,
               and
               Martyrs
               ,
               who
               took
               a
               Formal
               Leave
               of
               
                 Iesus
                 Christ
              
               ,
               and
               told
               his
               
                 Ghostly
                 Father
              
               ,
               that
               he
               was
               now
               fully
               Resolv'd
               not
               to
               Starve
               for
               his
               Religion
               .
               Now
               there
               are
               Millions
               and
               Millions
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               of
               This
               Man's
               Kidney
               ,
               that
               have
               the
               Wit
               yet
               to
               keep
               their
               Tongues
               betwixt
               their
               Teeth
               ,
               and
               to
               take
               up
               the
               same
               Resolution
               without
               Noise
               .
               How
               many
               Instances
               of
               the
               Power
               of
               Pay
               and
               Pillage
               ,
               does
               Every
               day
               Produce
               in
               all
               manner
               of
               Dealings
               and
               Professions
               :
               For
               Religigion
               and
               Property
               still
               March
               Hand
               in
               Hand
               ,
               and
               Men
               will
               do
               Tricks
               like
               Dogs
               ,
               for
               Crusts
               ,
               and
               Change
               their
               Masters
               both
               Heavenly
               ,
               and
               Earthly
               for
               Better
               Wages
               .
               Where
               's
               That
               Law
               ,
               or
               Text
               that
               has
               not
               been
               Over-rul'd
               some
               time
               or
               other
               ,
               and
               Distorted
               ,
               by
               a
               False
               Gloss
               to
               make
               the
               Application
               Profitable
               ,
               and
               Easy
               to
               the
               Good
               People
               ?
               How
               often
               have
               we
               heard
               as
               Arrant
               Jangling
               in
               the
               Pulpits
               ,
               as
               ever
               we
               did
               in
               tho
               Steeples
               :
               And
               Professors
               Ringing
               as
               Awk
               as
               the
               Bells
               ,
               to
               give
               notice
               of
               the
               Conflagration
               which
               They
               Themselves
               were
               Raising
               ;
               for
               we
               have
               found
               it
               to
               our
               Cost
               ,
               that
               the
               Multitude
               will
               sooner
               Kindle
               with
               a
               
                 Pernicious
                 Doctrine
              
               then
               with
               a
               
                 Pudding-Lane
                 Fire-Ball
              
               .
               'T
               is
               not
               Conscience
               ,
               but
               Interest
               that
               Governs
               the
               World
               ;
               and
               the
               Incomparable
               Hudibras
               has
               hit
               the
               Point
               to
               a
               Hair.
               
            
             
               
                 What
                 's
                 Orthodox
                 ,
                 and
                 True
                 Believing
              
               
                 Against
                 a
                 Conscience
                 ?
                 
                   A
                   Good
                   Living
                
                 .
              
               
                 What
                 makes
                 All
                 Doctrines
                 Plain
                 and
                 Clear
                 ?
              
               
                 
                   About
                   Two
                   Hundred
                   Pound
                   a
                   Year
                   .
                
              
               
                 And
                 That
                 which
                 was
                 Prov'd
                 True
                 Before
                 ,
              
               
                 Prove
                 False
                 again
                 ?
                 
                   Two
                   Hundred
                   More
                
                 .
              
               
                 What
                 makes
                 the
                 Breaking
                 of
                 all
                 Oaths
                 ,
              
               
                 A
                 Holy
                 Duty
                 ?
                 
                   Food
                   and
                   Cloaths
                
                 .
              
            
             
               This
               it
               is
               ,
               in
               sine
               ,
               that
               makes
               the
               Devil
               of
               a
               Saint
               ,
               and
               a
               Saint
               of
               a
               Devil
               ;
               for
               your
               
                 Holy
                 Apostate
              
               is
               the
               Blackest
               of
               Hypocrites
               .
               The
               Soldier
               turns
               Religious
               ,
               and
               he
               shall
               do
               more
               Mischief
               in
               That
               Shape
               then
               ever
               he
               did
               in
               the
               Other
               .
               For
               a
               Corrupted
               Zeal
               draws
               more
               Blood
               then
               a
               Mercenary
               Malice
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCII
             .
             A
             Husband
             and
             Wife
             twice
             Marry'd
             .
          
           
             THere
             happen'd
             a
             Match
             betwixt
             a
             Widower
             ,
             and
             a
             Widow
             .
             The
             Woman
             would
             be
             perpetually
             Twitting
             of
             her
             second
             Husband
             ,
             what
             a
             Man
             her
             First
             was
             ;
             and
             her
             Husband
             did
             not
             forget
             the
             Ringing
             of
             it
             in
             her
             Ears
             as
             often
             ,
             what
             an
             Admirable
             Woman
             he
             had
             to
             his
             First
             Wife
             .
             As
             the
             Woman
             was
             One
             day
             upon
             the
             Peevish
             Pin
             ,
             a
             Poor
             Body
             comes
             to
             the
             Door
             ,
             while
             the
             Froward
             Fit
             was
             upon
             her
             ,
             to
             beg
             a
             Charity
             .
             Come
             in
             Poor
             Man
             (
             says
             the
             Woman
             )
             Here
             's
             e'en
             the
             Leg
             of
             a
             Capon
             for
             thee
             to
             pray
             for
             the
             Soul
             of
             my
             First
             Husband
             .
             Nay
             ,
             faith
             ,
             says
             the
             Husband
             ,
             and
             when
             thy
             Hand
             is
             In
             ,
             e'en
             take
             the
             Body
             and
             the
             Rest
             on
             't
             ,
             to
             pray
             for
             the
             Soul
             of
             My
             First
             Wife
             .
             This
             was
             Their
             way
             of
             Teizing
             One
             Another
             ,
             and
             of
             Starving
             the
             Living
             to
             the
             Honour
             of
             the
             Dead
             ;
             for
             they
             had
             but
             That
             One
             Capon
             betwixt
             them
             to
             Supper
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               
                 Sauce
                 for
                 a
                 Goose
                 is
                 Sauce
                 for
                 a
                 Gander
                 .
              
               There
               's
               no
               Contending
               with
               the
               Laws
               of
               God
               and
               Man
               ,
               Especially
               against
               Those
               that
               have
               Power
               ,
               and
               Right
               on
               their
               Sides
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               WE
               may
               learn
               from
               This
               Fable
               ,
               that
               it
               is
               Common
               Duty
               and
               Discretion
               ,
               for
               Men
               and
               their
               Wives
               ,
               when
               they
               are
               once
               Hamper'd
               ,
               to
               make
               the
               Best
               of
               a
               Doubtful
               Game
               ;
               for
               they
               are
               One
               to
               All
               Manner
               of
               Purposes
               ,
               by
               which
               it
               is
               Possible
               for
               Two
               Persons
               to
               be
               United
               .
               Their
               Interest
               is
               One
               and
               the
               same
               ,
               and
               there
               's
               No
               Touching
               the
               Peace
               ,
               or
               the
               Honour
               of
               the
               One
               ,
               without
               Wounding
               That
               of
               the
               Other
               ;
               but
               if
               there
               happens
               to
               be
               Any
               Absolute
               Necessity
               of
               Jangling
               ,
               One
               of
               the
               Civillest
               ways
               of
               Reproach
               is
               That
               here
               before
               us
               ;
               and
               it
               is
               but
               according
               to
               the
               Ordinary
               Guise
               and
               Freak
               of
               the
               World
               ,
               when
               any
               thing
               comes
               Cross
               betwixt
               the
               Second
               Husband
               and
               Wife
               ,
               to
               be
               still
               Celebrating
               the
               Memory
               of
               the
               Former
               .
               
                 My
                 First
                 Husband
              
               (
               Heaven
               Rest
               his
               Soul
               )
               and
               
                 My
                 First
                 Wife
              
               ,
               they
               Cry
               ,
               was
               So
               and
               So
               ,
               and
               wou'd
               have
               done
               This
               and
               That
               .
               The
               Two
               Main
               Topiques
               to
               Chop
               Logick
               upon
               in
               These
               Domestique
               Disagreements
               ,
               are
               commonly
               the
               Upbraiding
               One
               Another
               with
               what
               
                 I
                 Was
              
               ,
               and
               what
               
                 I
                 Might
                 have
                 been
              
               ;
               and
               what
               a
               Match
               I
               might
               have
               had
               (
               with
               a
               Pox
               )
               never
               considering
               what
               they
               Are
               ,
               and
               that
               what
               they
               Are
               they
               Must
               be
               ,
               which
               is
               the
               Only
               Point
               .
               'T
               is
               Forty
               to
               One
               that
               Controversies
               
               will
               Arise
               one
               time
               or
               Other
               in
               That
               State
               of
               Life
               ,
               when
               it
               will
               be
               the
               Husbands
               Part
               ,
               upon
               the
               Matter
               of
               Dignity
               ,
               Preference
               ,
               and
               Commission
               ,
               to
               Moderate
               Matters
               ,
               both
               by
               his
               Authority
               ,
               and
               his
               Prudence
               ;
               Which
               is
               but
               Consonant
               to
               Equity
               and
               Right
               Nature
               .
               Wherefore
               the
               Woman
               is
               Worse
               then
               Frantick
               ,
               that
               ,
               upon
               These
               Disputes
               ,
               will
               be
               trying
               Conclusions
               with
               her
               Husband
               ,
               for
               a
               Better
               ,
               or
               a
               Worse
               .
               If
               he
               Truckles
               ,
               she
               makes
               him
               a
               Coxcomb
               :
               If
               he
               keeps
               his
               Ground
               ,
               she
               shews
               her self
               to
               be
               One
               ,
               so
               that
               she
               lays
               all
               at
               stake
               upon
               the
               Contest
               ,
               that
               a
               Sober
               Woman
               has
               to
               Lose
               .
               It
               is
               much
               better
               to
               give
               Way
               betimes
               to
               the
               Stronger
               ,
               even
               upon
               the
               Matter
               of
               Prudence
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               of
               Respect
               ,
               then
               it
               would
               be
               to
               Contend
               at
               first
               ,
               and
               then
               ,
               either
               to
               Cross
               the
               Cudgells
               ,
               or
               to
               be
               〈◊〉
               in
               the
               Conclusion
               .
               The
               Man
               and
               the
               Woman
               here
               never
               Consider'd
               that
               they
               gave
               away
               their
               Own
               Meat
               ,
               and
               both
               Robb'd
               ,
               and
               Discredited
               One
               Another
               in
               the
               Contest
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCIII.
             A
             Lyon
             and
             a
             Mouse
             .
          
           
             A
             Lyon
             that
             found
             himself
             Hamper'd
             in
             a
             Net
             ,
             call'd
             to
             a
             Mouse
             that
             was
             passing
             by
             ,
             to
             help
             him
             out
             of
             the
             Snare
             ,
             and
             he
             'd
             never
             forget
             the
             Kindness
             ,
             he
             said
             .
             The
             Mouse
             Gnaw'd
             the
             Threads
             to
             pieces
             ,
             and
             when
             he
             had
             set
             the
             Lyon
             at
             Liberty
             ,
             desir'd
             him
             in
             Requital
             to
             give
             him
             his
             Daughter
             .
             The
             Lyon
             was
             too
             Generous
             to
             Deny
             him
             Any
             thing
             ,
             but
             most
             Unluckily
             ,
             as
             the
             New
             Bride
             was
             just
             about
             to
             Step
             into
             the
             Marriage
             Bed
             ,
             she
             happen'd
             to
             set
             her
             Foot
             upon
             her
             Husband
             at
             Unawares
             ,
             and
             Crush'd
             him
             to
             Death
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Folly
               of
               an
               Inconsiderate
               Love.
               The
               Force
               of
               Gratitude
               ,
               and
               Good
               Nature
               ,
               and
               the
               Misery
               that
               Accompanies
               Unequal
               Matches
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               ALL
               Matches
               ,
               Friendships
               ,
               and
               Societies
               are
               Dangerous
               and
               Inconvenient
               ,
               where
               the
               Contractors
               are
               Not
               Equals
               :
               And
               the
               Mouse
               under
               the
               Paw
               of
               the
               Lyon
               ,
               does
               well
               enough
               set
               forth
               the
               Danger
               of
               such
               a
               Marriage
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCIV.
             Wax
             and
             Brick
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Question
             started
             once
             about
             Wax
             ,
             and
             Brick
             ,
             why
             the
             One
             should
             be
             so
             Brittle
             ,
             and
             liable
             to
             be
             Broken
             with
             Every
             Knock
             ,
             and
             the
             Other
             bear
             up
             again
             All
             injuries
             and
             Weathers
             ,
             so
             Durable
             and
             Firm.
             The
             Wax
             Philosophiz'd
             upon
             the
             Matter
             ,
             and
             finding
             it
             Out
             at
             last
             ,
             that
             it
             was
             Burning
             made
             the
             Brick
             so
             Hard
             ,
             Cast
             it self
             into
             the
             Fire
             ,
             upon
             an
             Opinion
             that
             Heat
             would
             Harden
             the
             Wax
             too
             ;
             but
             That
             which
             Consolidated
             the
             One
             ,
             Dissolv'd
             the
             Other
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               a
               Folly
               to
               try
               Conclusions
               without
               Understanding
               the
               Nature
               of
               the
               Matter
               in
               Question
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               's
               No
               Trying
               of
               Experiments
               ,
               without
               laying
               Things
               and
               Things
               together
               :
               For
               That
               which
               is
               agreeable
               to
               the
               Nature
               of
               One
               Thing
               ,
               is
               Many
               times
               Contrary
               to
               the
               Nature
               of
               Another
               .
               Several
               Humours
               are
               to
               be
               Wrought
               upon
               several
               Ways
               ,
               and
               the
               Case
               betwixt
               Wax
               and
               Brick
               ,
               is
               the
               very
               same
               Case
               too
               betwixt
               One
               Man
               and
               Another
               .
               Some
               are
               to
               be
               dealt
               withal
               by
               Fair
               Means
               ;
               Other
               by
               Foul
               ;
               and
               That
               which
               Hardens
               the
               One
               softens
               the
               Other
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCV
             .
             A
             Husbandman
             turn'd
             Soldier
             and
             Merchant
             .
          
           
             OH
             the
             Endless
             Misery
             of
             the
             Life
             I
             Lead
             !
             crys
             the
             Moiling
             Husbandman
             ,
             to
             spend
             all
             my
             Days
             in
             Ploughing
             ,
             Sowing
             ,
             Digging
             ,
             and
             Dunging
             ,
             and
             to
             make
             Nothing
             on
             't
             at
             last
             !
             Why
             now
             in
             a
             Soldiers
             Life
             ,
             there
             's
             Honour
             to
             be
             got
             ,
             and
             One
             Lucky
             Hit
             sets
             up
             a
             Man
             for
             Ever
             .
             Faith
             ,
             I
             'll
             e'en
             put
             off
             my
             Stock
             ,
             Get
             me
             a
             Horse
             and
             Arms
             ,
             and
             Try
             the
             Fortune
             of
             the
             War.
             Away
             he
             goes
             ;
             Makes
             his
             Push
             ;
             Stands
             the
             Shock
             of
             a
             Battel
             ,
             and
             Compounds
             at
             last
             for
             the
             Leaving
             of
             
             a
             Leg
             or
             〈◊〉
             behind
             him
             ,
             to
             go
             Home
             again
             .
             By
             This
             Time
             ,
             he
             has
             had
             his
             Bellyful
             of
             Knight-Errantry
             ,
             and
             a
             New
             Freak
             takes
             him
             in
             the
             Crown
             .
             He
             might
             do
             better
             ,
             he
             fancies
             ,
             in
             the
             Way
             of
             a
             Merchant
             .
             This
             Maggot
             has
             no
             sooner
             set
             him
             agog
             ;
             but
             he
             gets
             him
             a
             Ship
             Immediately
             ;
             Frights
             her
             ,
             and
             so
             away
             to
             Sea
             upon
             Adventure
             :
             Builds
             Castles
             in
             the
             Air
             ,
             and
             Conceits
             Both
             the
             Indies
             in
             his
             Coffers
             ,
             before
             he
             gets
             so
             much
             as
             Clear
             of
             the
             Port.
             Well!
             And
             what
             's
             the
             End
             of
             All
             This
             at
             last
             ?
             He
             falls
             into
             Foul
             Weather
             ,
             among
             Flats
             and
             Rocks
             ,
             where
             Merchant
             ,
             Vessel
             ,
             Goods
             and
             All
             are
             lost
             in
             One
             Common
             Wreck
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               A
               Rambling
               I
               evity
               of
               Mind
               is
               commonly
               Fatal
               to
               us
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Doctrine
               concerns
               those
               that
               Rashly
               Change
               their
               Condition
               and
               Fortune
               ,
               and
               commonly
               fall
               into
               the
               Inconveniencies
               that
               they
               thought
               to
               Avoid
               .
               He
               that
               's
               Well
               ,
               already
               ,
               and
               ,
               upon
               a
               Levity
               of
               Mind
               ,
               Quits
               his
               Station
               ,
               in
               hope
               to
               be
               Better
               ,
               't
               is
               Forty
               to
               One
               ,
               he
               loses
               by
               the
               Change
               ;
               for
               This
               Lightness
               is
               both
               a
               Vice
               ,
               and
               a
               Disease
               ,
               and
               rather
               the
               Wallowing
               of
               a
               Sickly
               Qualm
               ,
               then
               any
               Reasonable
               Agitation
               of
               Councel
               and
               Debate
               .
               The
               Fault
               is
               not
               in
               the
               Place
               ,
               or
               Bus'ness
               ,
               but
               in
               the
               Stomach
               ;
               and
               the
               Quitting
               of
               such
               a
               Course
               of
               Life
               ,
               is
               but
               shifting
               Posture
               in
               a
               Fit
               of
               Sickness
               :
               Let
               a
               Man
               turn
               which
               Way
               he
               will
               ,
               he
               is
               still
               as
               Restless
               and
               Uneasie
               One
               way
               as
               Another
               .
               Not
               but
               that
               't
               is
               Reasonable
               for
               a
               Man
               ,
               under
               any
               Calaimity
               ,
               to
               use
               the
               Best
               Means
               he
               can
               ,
               Honestly
               ,
               to
               get
               Clear
               on
               't
               .
               Let
               it
               be
               Pain
               of
               Body
               ,
               Distress
               of
               Mind
               ,
               Loss
               of
               Liberty
               ,
               Pinching
               Necessity
               of
               Fortune
               ;
               Nay
               let
               it
               be
               Gout
               ,
               Stone
               ,
               or
               Torments
               ,
               there
               's
               Matter
               yet
               left
               for
               Industry
               ,
               Councel
               ,
               Generosity
               ,
               or
               when
               All
               fails
               ,
               for
               Philosophy
               ,
               and
               Constancy
               of
               Mind
               to
               Work
               upon
               ;
               and
               to
               Emprove
               All
               the
               Methods
               of
               Providence
               to
               our
               Advantage
               .
               Now
               All
               This
               is
               only
               an
               Honourable
               and
               Warrantable
               Conflict
               ,
               with
               such
               Accidents
               and
               Circumstances
               as
               Providence
               is
               pleas'd
               to
               make
               use
               of
               ,
               for
               the
               Tryal
               of
               our
               Faith
               and
               Vertue
               .
               So
               that
               These
               Strivings
               are
               not
               to
               be
               taken
               for
               a
               Contending
               with
               superior
               Powers
               ;
               but
               they
               are
               Cases
               Excepted
               from
               the
               Uneasiness
               here
               in
               the
               Fable
               ;
               which
               arises
               from
               a
               Disatisfaction
               in
               such
               a
               Lot
               ,
               as
               might
               make
               us
               abundantly
               Happy
               if
               we
               would
               but
               keep
               our
               Desires
               within
               Those
               Bounds
               which
               God
               and
               Nature
               have
               Prescrib'd
               us
               .
               But
               Men
               under
               These
               Irregular
               Appetites
               ,
               can
               never
               think
               themselves
               Well
               ,
               so
               long
               as
               they
               fancy
               they
               Might
               be
               Better
               :
               And
               then
               from
               Better
               ,
               they
               must
               Rise
               to
               be
               Best
               ;
               and
               when
               That
               Best
               it self
               falls
               short
               of
               what
               they
               Expected
               from
               it
               ,
               they
               are
               still
               as
               Poor
               and
               Miserable
               as
               if
               they
               had
               just
               Nothing
               at
               all
               .
               The
               Husbandman
               Envies
               the
               Soldier
               ;
               The
               Soldier
               Envies
               the
               Merchant
               ,
               and
               when
               he
               has
               try'd
               All
               Turns
               ,
               and
               Projects
               ,
               what
               with
               the
               
               Chance
               of
               War
               ,
               Storms
               ,
               and
               Pyrates
               ,
               he
               sees
               his
               〈◊〉
               Late
               ,
               and
               in
               Vain
               Wishes
               himself
               with
               his
               Hinds
               and
               his
               Flocks
               again
               .
               To
               say
               All
               in
               a
               Word
               ,
               This
               Levity
               is
               both
               Attended
               ,
               and
               Punish'd
               ,
               with
               an
               Impossibllity
               of
               Mending
               our
               Condition
               ;
               for
               we
               Apply
               to
               our
               Bodies
               ,
               and
               our
               Fortunes
               ,
               when
               the
               Distemper
               lies
               in
               our
               Minds
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCVI
             .
             An
             Ass
             puts
             in
             for
             an
             Office.
             
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Bantering
             Droll
             got
             himself
             into
             a
             very
             Good
             Equipage
             and
             Employment
             ,
             by
             an
             Admirable
             Faculty
             he
             had
             in
             Farting
             .
             The
             success
             of
             This
             Buffoon
             Encourag'd
             an
             Ass
             to
             put
             in
             for
             a
             Place
             too
             ;
             for
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             I
             'll
             Fart
             with
             That
             Puppy
             for
             his
             Commission
             ,
             and
             leave
             it
             to
             the
             Judgment
             of
             Those
             that
             Preferr'd
             him
             ,
             which
             has
             the
             Clearer
             ,
             and
             the
             Better
             Scented
             Pipe
             of
             the
             Two.
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Where
               Publique
               Ministers
               Encourage
               Buffonnery
               ,
               't
               is
               no
               wonder
               if
               Buffons
               set
               up
               for
               Publique
               Ministers
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Fable
               ,
               according
               to
               Abstemins
               ,
               and
               Others
               ,
               Touches
               the
               Humour
               of
               Those
               that
               Squander
               away
               their
               Money
               upon
               Vanity
               and
               Trifles
               :
               But
               it
               seems
               to
               Me
               to
               look
               quite
               Another
               Way
               .
               With
               Abstemius's
               Favour
               ,
               I
               should
               rather
               take
               This
               Fable
               to
               Strike
               at
               the
               Natural
               Consequences
               of
               Evil
               Examples
               ,
               when
               the
               Unreasonableness
               of
               One
               Act
               shall
               be
               made
               use
               of
               as
               an
               Argument
               for
               Another
               ,
               no
               less
               Unreasonable
               :
               For
               't
               is
               President
               ,
               Effectually
               that
               Governs
               the
               World.
               Why
               should
               not
               One
               Fool
               be
               Preferr'd
               for
               ●…arting
               as
               well
               as
               Another
               ?
               For
               in
               Cases
               of
               Competition
               ,
               he
               that
               does
               Best
               ,
               e'en
               in
               an
               Ill
               ,
               or
               in
               a
               Weak
               Thing
               ,
               has
               a
               kind
               of
               Claim
               ,
               and
               Right
               to
               a
               Preference
               ,
               and
               the
               Grosser
               the
               Foppery
               ,
               or
               the
               Iniquity
               ,
               the
               Fairer
               the
               Pretence
               .
            
             
               This
               Asses
               putting
               up
               for
               an
               Office
               ,
               Taxes
               the
               Perverting
               of
               Policy
               and
               Justice
               ,
               in
               Conferring
               Those
               Honours
               ,
               Charges
               ,
               and
               Benefits
               ,
               upon
               Parasites
               ,
               Drolls
               ,
               Buffoons
               ,
               and
               other
               Servile
               Instruments
               of
               Lust
               and
               Ambition
               ,
               that
               are
               Due
               only
               to
               Men
               of
               Honour
               and
               Vertue
               .
               The
               Ministers
               of
               Government
               ,
               and
               of
               Pleasure
               ,
               should
               be
               carefully
               Distinguish'd
               ;
               for
               it
               Corrupts
               both
               the
               Morals
               ,
               and
               the
               Understandings
               of
               a
               Nation
               ,
               when
               they
               find
               the
               Precepts
               of
               Common
               Honesty
               ,
               and
               the
               Practices
               of
               State
               ,
               
               to
               run
               so
               directly
               Counter
               ,
               as
               to
               leave
               no
               Hope
               of
               Advancement
               ,
               Credit
               ,
               or
               Security
               ,
               but
               by
               living
               in
               a
               Defiance
               to
               Nature
               and
               Reason
               :
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               by
               
                 Playing
                 the
                 Fools
              
               ,
               and
               Farting
               for
               Preferment
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCVII
             .
             A
             River
             and
             a
             Fountain
             .
          
           
             THere
             Happen'd
             a
             Dispute
             betwixt
             a
             River
             ,
             and
             a
             Fountain
             ,
             which
             of
             the
             Two
             should
             have
             the
             Preference
             .
             The
             River
             Valu'd
             it self
             upon
             the
             Plenty
             and
             Variety
             of
             Fish
             that
             it
             Produc'd
             ;
             The
             Advantages
             of
             Navigation
             ;
             The
             Many
             Brave
             Towns
             and
             Palaces
             that
             were
             Built
             upon
             the
             Banks
             of
             it
             ;
             purely
             for
             the
             Pleasure
             of
             the
             Scituation
             :
             And
             then
             for
             the
             General
             Satisfaction
             ,
             in
             fine
             ,
             that
             it
             Yielded
             to
             Mankind
             ,
             in
             the
             Matter
             both
             of
             Convenience
             and
             Delight
             :
             Whereas
             (
             says
             the
             River
             )
             the
             Fountain
             passes
             Obscurely
             through
             the
             Caverns
             of
             the
             Earth
             ;
             lies
             Bury'd
             up
             in
             Moss
             ,
             and
             comes
             Creeping
             into
             the
             World
             ,
             as
             if
             it
             were
             asham'd
             to
             shew
             the
             Head.
             The
             Fountain
             took
             the
             Insolence
             and
             the
             Vanity
             of
             This
             Reproach
             so
             Heinously
             ,
             that
             it
             presently
             Choak'd-up
             the
             Spring
             ,
             and
             Stopt
             the
             Course
             of
             its
             Waters
             :
             Insomuch
             that
             the
             Channel
             was
             immediately
             dry'd
             up
             ,
             and
             the
             Fish
             left
             Dead
             and
             Stinking
             in
             the
             Mud
             ;
             as
             a
             Just
             Judgement
             upon
             the
             Stream
             ,
             for
             Derogating
             from
             the
             Original
             and
             Author
             of
             All
             the
             Blessings
             it
             Enjoy'd
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               He
               that
               Arrogates
               any
               Good
               to
               Himself
               ,
               detracts
               from
               the
               Author
               of
               all
               the
               Good
               he
               Enjoys
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               are
               too
               many
               People
               in
               the
               World
               of
               the
               Humour
               of
               This
               River
               ,
               that
               Assume
               to
               Themselves
               what
               they
               receive
               from
               others
               ,
               without
               ever
               so
               much
               as
               Thinking
               of
               the
               Heavenly
               Goodness
               that
               is
               the
               Author
               of
               Life
               it self
               ,
               and
               of
               all
               the
               Blessings
               that
               Crown
               the
               Comfort
               of
               it
               .
            
             
               This
               Fable
               is
               a
               kind
               of
               an
               Expostulatory
               Debate
               bewixt
               Bounty
               and
               Ingratitude
               ;
               betwixt
               the
               Divine
               Goodness
               ,
               and
               the
               Vain
               Glorious
               Pride
               of
               Corrupt
               Nature
               .
               And
               the
               Iniquity
               of
               our
               Proceeding
               is
               much
               the
               Same
               ,
               
               both
               towards
               God
               and
               Man.
               We
               are
               readier
               to
               Claim
               to
               ourselves
               ,
               then
               to
               Ascribe
               to
               Others
               ,
               and
               most
               Dangerously
               given
               to
               Mistake
               the
               Gratuitous
               Blessings
               of
               Heaven
               ,
               for
               the
               Fruits
               of
               our
               Own
               Industry
               and
               Vertue
               .
               The
               Fountain
               of
               all
               Goodness
               ,
               and
               of
               all
               Good
               Things
               is
               God
               Blessed
               for
               ever
               :
               But
               in
               the
               Dispensation
               of
               his
               Mercies
               to
               the
               World
               ,
               some
               things
               he
               does
               by
               Himself
               ,
               others
               by
               the
               Intervention
               of
               Natural
               Means
               ,
               and
               by
               the
               Mediation
               of
               such
               Instruments
               as
               he
               has
               appointed
               for
               the
               Conveying
               of
               Those
               Benefits
               to
               us
               .
               According
               to
               this
               Order
               ,
               Kings
               are
               ,
               by
               Deputation
               ,
               the
               Fountains
               of
               Honour
               and
               Preferment
               :
               And
               we
               find
               Men
               as
               Backward
               every
               Jot
               to
               Acknowledge
               Temporal
               ,
               as
               they
               are
               to
               Acknowledge
               Spiritual
               Gifts
               and
               Bounties
               :
               So
               that
               we
               have
               Thankless
               Favourites
               as
               well
               as
               Graceless
               Christians
               .
               What
               a
               Babel
               do
               they
               make
               now
               of
               the
               Nature
               of
               Things
               ,
               rather
               then
               Own
               the
               Course
               of
               Providence
               in
               the
               Distribution
               of
               them
               !
               Insomuch
               that
               the
               Faculties
               that
               were
               given
               us
               for
               the
               Glory
               and
               Service
               of
               our
               Master
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               for
               the
               Comfort
               of
               our
               Lives
               ,
               and
               the
               Salvation
               of
               our
               Souls
               ,
               are
               turn'd
               Point
               Blank
               against
               the
               very
               Reason
               and
               Intention
               of
               them
               .
               Sharpness
               of
               Wit
               is
               Emprov'd
               to
               the
               Dishonour
               of
               Him
               that
               Gave
               it
               .
               Atheism
               and
               Blasphemy
               Dress'd
               up
               like
               a
               Science
               ,
               and
               the
               Understanding
               that
               was
               given
               us
               for
               the
               Finding
               out
               of
               the
               Truth
               ,
               is
               Employ'd
               upon
               Paradoxing
               ,
               and
               Ridiculing
               it
               .
               They
               Value
               themselves
               with
               the
               River
               ,
               upon
               a
               Conceit
               ,
               that
               the
               Fish
               ,
               the
               Beauty
               ,
               the
               Conveniency
               ,
               is
               All
               their
               Own
               :
               And
               what
               is
               All
               This
               now
               ,
               but
               either
               to
               Disclaim
               the
               Original
               ,
               or
               to
               Defame
               it
               ?
               That
               's
               Obscure
               ,
               they
               say
               ,
               Neglected
               ,
               Over-grown
               ,
               and
               either
               Not
               taken
               Notice
               of
               ,
               or
               not
               Found
               :
               And
               what
               's
               the
               Is●…ue
               now
               of
               This
               Vanity
               ,
               and
               Distraction
               ?
               A
               Judgment
               Treads
               upon
               the
               Heel
               on
               't
               ;
               for
               Providence
               stops
               the
               Current
               ,
               lays
               the
               Channel
               Open
               ,
               and
               Exposes
               it
               to
               Detestation
               and
               Scorn
               ,
               in
               all
               its
               Filthiness
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCVIII
             .
             A
             
               Wicked
               Man
            
             and
             the
             Devil
             .
          
           
             A
             Notorious
             Malefactor
             that
             had
             Committed
             I
             know
             not
             how
             many
             Villanies
             ,
             and
             run
             through
             the
             Discipline
             of
             as
             many
             Goals
             ,
             made
             a
             Friend
             of
             the
             Devil
             ,
             to
             help
             him
             out
             in
             all
             his
             Distresses
             .
             This
             Friend
             of
             his
             ,
             brought
             him
             off
             many
             and
             many
             a
             time
             ,
             and
             still
             as
             he
             was
             Taken
             up
             ,
             again
             and
             again
             ,
             he
             had
             his
             Recourse
             ,
             over
             and
             over
             ,
             to
             the
             same
             Devil
             for
             succour
             .
             But
             upon
             his
             Last
             Summons
             ,
             the
             Devil
             came
             to
             him
             with
             a
             Great
             Bag
             of
             Old
             Shoes
             at
             his
             Back
             ,
             and
             told
             him
             Plainly
             .
             Friend
             (
             says
             he
             )
             I
             'm
             at
             the
             End
             of
             my
             Line
             ,
             and
             can
             Help
             ye
             No
             longer
             .
             I
             have
             beat
             the
             Hoof
             till
             I
             have
             Worn
             out
             
             all
             These
             Shoes
             in
             Your
             Service
             ,
             and
             not
             One
             Penny
             left
             me
             to
             Buy
             more
             :
             So
             that
             you
             must
             e'en
             Excuse
             Me
             if
             I
             drop
             ye
             here
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               
                 The
                 Devil
                 helps
                 his
                 Servants
              
               ,
               for
               a
               Season
               ;
               but
               when
               they
               come
               once
               to
               a
               Pinch
               ,
               he
               leaves
               'em
               in
               the
               Lurch
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               WICKEDNESS
               may
               Prosper
               for
               a
               while
               ;
               but
               at
               the
               Long
               Run
               ,
               He
               that
               sets
               All
               Knaves
               at
               Work
               ,
               will
               most
               certainly
               Pay
               them
               their
               Wages
               .
               The
               Man
               pays
               Dear
               for
               his
               Protection
               that
               Pawns
               his
               Soul
               for
               't
               :
               And
               it
               may
               be
               Another
               Observation
               ,
               that
               
                 the
                 Devil
                 Himself
                 will
                 not
                 Work
                 without
                 Money
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCIX
             .
             A
             Counsel
             of
             Birds
             for
             Chusing
             more
             Kings
             .
          
           
             THE
             Birds
             were
             Mightily
             Possess'd
             with
             an
             Opinion
             ,
             that
             it
             was
             utterly
             Impossible
             for
             the
             Eagle
             alone
             to
             Administer
             Equal
             Justice
             to
             All
             her
             Subjects
             ;
             And
             upon
             This
             Ground
             ,
             there
             was
             a
             Motion
             put
             up
             ,
             for
             Changing
             the
             Monarchy
             into
             a
             Republique
             :
             But
             an
             Old
             Cunning
             Crow
             ,
             that
             saw
             further
             into
             a
             Millstone
             then
             his
             Neighbours
             ,
             with
             One
             Word
             of
             his
             Mouth
             Dash'd
             the
             Project
             .
             
               The
               More
               Kings
               you
               Have
            
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             
               the
               more
               Sacks
               there
               are
               to
               be
               Fill'd
               :
            
             And
             so
             the
             Debate
             fell
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Common
               People
               Hate
               All
               Government
               ,
               and
               when
               they
               are
               Sick
               of
               it
               in
               One
               Form
               ,
               they
               Fly
               to
               Another
               ,
               but
               still
               they
               rather
               Incline
               to
               That
               ,
               which
               they
               Phansy
               Easiest
               to
               Themselves
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Emblem
               Insinuates
               a
               Government
               by
               One
               to
               be
               less
               Burdensome
               ,
               then
               a
               Government
               by
               Many
               .
               And
               it
               is
               well
               enough
               Adapted
               to
               a
               Profitable
               Allegory
               .
               The
               Multitude
               of
               Birds
               are
               Impos'd
               upon
               ,
               that
               
                 One
                 Monarch
              
               is
               not
               sufficient
               for
               the
               Discharge
               of
               the
               Office
               ,
               and
               therefore
               there
               's
               a
               Motion
               put
               up
               for
               the
               Erecting
               of
               More
               Kings
               :
               for
               Why
               ,
               say
               they
               ,
               
               should
               so
               many
               Millions
               of
               Men
               be
               Subjected
               to
               the
               Power
               and
               Will
               of
               One
               single
               Person
               ?
               This
               Error
               was
               begotten
               betwixt
               Faction
               ,
               and
               Interest
               .
               The
               One
               Manages
               by
               Design
               ,
               and
               the
               Other
               falls
               in
               upon
               an
               Implicit
               Resignation
               ;
               or
               else
               Yields
               ,
               upon
               Facility
               ,
               and
               Weakness
               .
               In
               the
               Conclusion
               ,
               some
               Man
               of
               Observation
               ,
               and
               Experience
               (
               as
               the
               Crow
               for
               the
               purpose
               )
               carries
               them
               off
               Clear
               from
               the
               Reasoning
               Part
               ,
               and
               Applies
               to
               the
               Mobile
               in
               their
               Own
               Way
               :
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               in
               a
               Way
               of
               Pocket-Arguments
               .
               He
               never
               Troubled
               Himself
               about
               the
               Original
               of
               Power
               ,
               or
               the
               Analogy
               betwixt
               Monarchy
               in
               Heaven
               ,
               and
               upon
               Earth
               ;
               but
               gives
               them
               a
               short
               Stroke
               upon
               the
               Subject
               of
               Profit
               and
               
                 Loss
                 .
                 You
                 will
                 find
                 it
                 easier
                 ,
              
               says
               he
               ,
               to
               
                 Fill
                 One
                 Sack
                 then
                 Many
              
               :
               And
               That
               Allusion
               carry'd
               the
               Point
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCX
             .
             A
             Woman
             that
             would
             needs
             Die
             for
             her
             Husband
             .
          
           
             A
             Poor
             Woman
             was
             put
             out
             of
             her
             Wits
             in
             a
             manner
             ,
             for
             fear
             of
             losing
             her
             Husband
             .
             The
             Good
             Man
             was
             Sick
             and
             Given
             Over
             ,
             and
             Nothing
             would
             serve
             the
             Turn
             ,
             but
             Death
             must
             needs
             take
             Her
             instead
             of
             Him.
             She
             Call'd
             ,
             and
             Pray'd
             ,
             and
             Pray'd
             and
             Call'd
             ,
             till
             at
             last
             ,
             Death
             Presented
             himself
             in
             a
             Horrible
             Shape
             at
             her
             Elbow
             .
             She
             very
             Civilly
             dropt
             him
             a
             Cursie
             ;
             And
             
               Pray
               Sir
            
             ,
             says
             she
             ,
             
               Do
               not
               Mistake
               your self
               ;
               for
               the
               Person
               that
               You
               come
               for
               lies
               in
               the
               Bed
               there
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               a
               Common
               Thing
               to
               Talk
               of
               Dying
               for
               a
               Friend
               ;
               but
               when
               it
               comes
               to
               the
               Push
               once
               ,
               't
               is
               no
               more
               then
               Talk
               at
               last
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Confirms
               the
               Proverb
               ,
               that
               
                 Charity
                 begins
                 at
                 Home
              
               ,
               and
               when
               All
               is
               done
               ,
               there
               's
               No
               Man
               loves
               a
               Friend
               so
               Well
               ,
               but
               he
               Loves
               Himself
               Better
               .
               There
               are
               No
               People
               more
               Startled
               at
               Death
               ,
               then
               Those
               that
               have
               gotten
               a
               Custom
               of
               Calling
               for
               't
               .
               
                 Oh
                 that
                 Death
                 would
                 Deliver
                 Me
                 !
              
               (
               says
               One
               )
               
                 Oh
                 ,
                 that
                 Death
                 would
                 take
                 Me
                 in
                 the
                 Place
                 of
                 my
                 Dear
                 Husband
                 !
              
               says
               T'other
               .
               But
               when
               Death
               comes
               to
               Present
               Himself
               indeed
               ,
               and
               to
               take
               them
               at
               their
               Words
               ,
               the
               Good
               Wife
               very
               Civilly
               puts
               the
               Change
               upon
               him
               ,
               and
               tells
               him
               ,
               that
               
                 the
                 Person
                 he
                 comes
                 for
                 lies
                 in
                 the
                 Bed
                 there
                 .
              
               In
               Few
               Words
               ,
               to
               call
               for
               Death
               in
               Iest
               ,
               is
               Vain
               ,
               and
               Unprofitable
               ;
               
               To
               call
               for
               't
               in
               Earnest
               ,
               is
               Impious
               :
               And
               to
               call
               for
               't
               
                 at
                 all
              
               ,
               is
               both
               Foolish
               and
               Needless
               ;
               for
               Death
               will
               most
               certainly
               come
               at
               his
               appointed
               time
               ,
               whether
               he
               be
               call'd
               for
               or
               No.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXI.
             A
             
               Son
               Singing
            
             at
             his
             
               Mothers
               Funeral
            
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Good
             Man
             that
             follow'd
             his
             Wives
             Body
             to
             the
             Grave
             ,
             Weeping
             ,
             and
             Wayling
             all
             the
             Way
             he
             went
             ,
             while
             his
             Son
             follow'd
             the
             Corps
             ,
             Singing
             .
             Why
             Sirrah
             ,
             says
             the
             Father
             ;
             You
             should
             Howle
             ,
             and
             Wring
             your
             Hands
             ,
             and
             do
             as
             I
             do
             ,
             ye
             Rogue
             You
             ;
             and
             not
             go
             Sol-Fa-ing
             it
             about
             like
             a
             Mad-man
             .
             Why
             Father
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             You
             give
             the
             Priests
             Money
             to
             Sing
             ,
             and
             will
             you
             be
             Angry
             with
             Me
             for
             giving
             ye
             a
             Song
             Gratis
             ?
             Well
             ,
             says
             the
             Father
             ,
             but
             That
             which
             may
             become
             the
             Priests
             will
             not
             always
             become
             You.
             'T
             is
             their
             Office
             to
             Sing
             ;
             but
             it
             is
             Your
             Part
             to
             Cry.
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Funeral
               Tears
               are
               as
               Arrantly
               〈◊〉
               -
               out
               as
               Mourning
               Cloaks
               :
               and
               so
               are
               the
               very
               Offices
               :
               And
               whether
               we
               go
               to
               our
               Graves
               Sniveling
               or
               Singing
               ,
               't
               is
               all
               but
               according
               to
               the
               Fashion
               of
               the
               Country
               ,
               and
               Meer
               Form.
               
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Methods
               of
               Government
               and
               of
               Humane
               Society
               ,
               must
               be
               Preserv'd
               ,
               where
               Every
               Man
               has
               his
               Roll
               ,
               and
               his
               Station
               Assign'd
               him
               ;
               and
               it
               is
               not
               for
               One
               Man
               to
               break
               in
               upon
               the
               Province
               of
               Another
               .
               This
               Moral
               tells
               us
               also
               ,
               that
               when
               One
               Man
               Condoles
               for
               the
               Distresses
               of
               Another
               ,
               't
               is
               more
               for
               Money
               ,
               or
               for
               Company
               ,
               then
               for
               Kindness
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               a
               slavish
               sort
               of
               Ceremony
               ,
               and
               Imposition
               ,
               that
               People
               must
               be
               Train'd
               up
               ,
               by
               Certain
               Rules
               of
               Art
               ,
               and
               Prescription
               ,
               to
               the
               very
               Manage
               and
               Government
               of
               the
               most
               Free
               and
               Natural
               of
               our
               Affections
               ;
               for
               we
               are
               Taught
               and
               Appointed
               the
               very
               Methods
               ,
               and
               Degrees
               ,
               of
               Grieving
               ,
               and
               Rejoycing
               ;
               and
               to
               do
               Honour
               to
               the
               Dead
               ,
               by
               the
               Counterfeit
               Lamentations
               of
               the
               Living
               .
               But
               This
               way
               of
               Mourning
               by
               Rule
               ,
               is
               rarher
               an
               Ostentation
               of
               Sorrow
               ,
               then
               an
               Indication
               of
               it
               .
               Now
               to
               say
               the
               Truth
               of
               the
               Matter
               ,
               Terms
               and
               Modes
               have
               Corrupted
               the
               Sincerity
               of
               our
               Manners
               ,
               as
               well
               toward
               our
               Living
               Friends
               ,
               as
               to
               the
               Memory
               of
               Those
               Departed
               .
               We
               have
               hardly
               any
               thing
               left
               in
               our
               Conversation
               that
               is
               Pure
               and
               Genuine
               :
               But
               the
               way
               of
               Civility
               in
               Fashion
               ,
               casts
               a
               Blind
               over
               the
               Duty
               ,
               under
               some
               Certain
               Customary
               Presidents
               of
               Empty
               Words
               :
               So
               that
               at
               This
               rate
               ,
               we
               Impose
               One
               upon
               Another
               ,
               without
               any
               regard
               to
               Faith
               ,
               Truth
               ,
               or
               Vertue
               .
               But
               we
               must
               Sing
               in
               some
               Cases
               ,
               and
               Cry
               in
               Others
               ,
               and
               there
               's
               an
               End
               on
               't
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXII
             .
             A
             
               Iealous
               Husband
            
             .
          
           
             A
             
               Iealous
               Husband
            
             Committed
             his
             Wife
             in
             Confidence
             to
             the
             Care
             and
             Custody
             of
             a
             Particular
             Friend
             ;
             with
             the
             Promise
             of
             a
             Considerable
             Reward
             if
             he
             could
             but
             keep
             her
             Honest.
             After
             some
             Few
             Days
             ,
             the
             Friend
             grew
             Weary
             of
             his
             Charge
             ,
             and
             desir'd
             her
             Husband
             to
             take
             his
             Wife
             Home
             again
             ,
             and
             Release
             him
             of
             his
             Bargain
             ;
             for
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             I
             find
             it
             utterly
             Impossible
             to
             Hinder
             a
             Woman
             from
             any
             thing
             she
             has
             a
             Mind
             to
             .
             If
             it
             were
             to
             turn
             a
             Bag
             of
             Fleas
             Loose
             into
             a
             Meadow
             every
             Morning
             a
             Grazing
             ,
             and
             Fetch
             them
             home
             again
             at
             Night
             ,
             I
             durst
             be
             answerable
             with
             my
             Life
             for
             the
             Doing
             of
             it
             ,
             to
             a
             single
             Flea
             ,
             but
             T'other
             is
             a
             Commission
             I
             dare
             go
             no
             further
             in
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               enough
               to
               Make
               a
               Woman
               a
               Whore
               ,
               but
               so
               much
               as
               to
               Phansy
               her
               One
               ,
               and
               then
               't
               is
               no
               Boot
               to
               be
               Iealous
               neither
               ;
               for
               if
               the
               Humour
               takes
               her
               to
               be
               Iadish
               ,
               't
               is
               not
               All
               the
               Locks
               ,
               Bolts
               and
               Spies
               in
               Nature
               that
               can
               keep
               her
               Honest.
               
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               IEALOUST
               ,
               betwixt
               Man
               and
               Wife
               ,
               does
               but
               Provoke
               ,
               and
               Enflame
               the
               Appetite
               ,
               as
               it
               sets
               the
               Invention
               at
               Work
               upon
               Ways
               and
               Means
               of
               giving
               One
               Another
               the
               Slip
               :
               And
               when
               it
               comes
               to
               a
               Tryal
               of
               Skill
               once
               ,
               't
               is
               a
               Carrying
               of
               the
               Cause
               to
               gain
               the
               Point
               ,
               and
               there
               's
               a
               kind
               of
               Perverse
               Reputation
               in
               getting
               the
               Better
               on
               't
               .
               Briefly
               ,
               't
               is
               Labour
               Lost
               on
               Both
               sides
               ,
               while
               the
               One
               is
               never
               to
               be
               Restrain'd
               ,
               nor
               the
               Other
               to
               be
               satisfied
               :
               For
               Jealousie
               Rages
               as
               well
               without
               Reason
               as
               with
               it
               .
               Nay
               the
               very
               Will
               to
               do
               a
               Thing
               is
               as
               Good
               as
               the
               Thing
               Done
               ;
               And
               his
               Head
               is
               as
               Sick
               ,
               that
               but
               fancies
               the
               Thing
               Done
               ,
               as
               if
               he
               saw
               the
               very
               Doing
               of
               it
               with
               his
               Own
               Eyes
               .
               The
               Ways
               of
               a
               Woman
               that
               has
               a
               mind
               to
               play
               Fast
               and
               Loose
               ,
               are
               as
               Unsearchable
               as
               the
               very
               Thoughts
               of
               her
               Heart
               ;
               and
               therefore
               the
               Friend
               here
               was
               in
               the
               Right
               to
               Discharge
               Himself
               of
               his
               Trust
               ,
               and
               throw
               up
               his
               Commission
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXIII.
             A
             Man
             that
             would
             not
             take
             a
             Glister
             .
          
           
             WHen
             the
             Patient
             is
             Rich
             ,
             there
             's
             No
             Fear
             of
             Physicians
             about
             him
             ,
             as
             Thick
             as
             Wasps
             to
             a
             Honey-Pot
             ;
             and
             there
             was
             a
             Whole
             College
             of
             them
             call'd
             to
             a
             Consultation
             upon
             
             a
             
               Purse-Proud
               Dutch-man
            
             ,
             that
             was
             Troubled
             with
             a
             Megrim
             .
             The
             Doctors
             prescrib'd
             him
             a
             Clyster
             ;
             The
             Patient
             fell
             into
             a
             Rage
             upon
             't
             .
             Why
             
               Certainly
               These
               People
               are
               All
               Mad
               ,
            
             says
             he
             ,
             
               to
               talk
               of
               Curing
               a
               Mans
               Head
               at
               his
               Tayl.
               
            
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               He
               that
               Consults
               his
               Physician
               ,
               and
               will
               not
               Follow
               his
               Advice
               ,
               must
               be
               his
               Own
               Doctor
               :
               But
               let
               him
               take
               the
               Old
               Adage
               along
               with
               him
               .
               
                 He
                 that
                 Teaches
                 Himself
                 has
                 a
                 Fool
                 to
                 his
                 Master
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               a
               Miserable
               Thing
               ,
               when
               Men
               that
               Understand
               Nothing
               at
               all
               ,
               shall
               take
               upon
               them
               to
               Censure
               ,
               and
               to
               Pre-judge
               every
               thing
               that
               they
               do
               not
               Understand
               .
               What
               's
               the
               Use
               of
               a
               College
               ,
               if
               every
               Particular
               Man
               shall
               set
               up
               to
               be
               his
               Own
               Doctor
               .
               And
               't
               is
               the
               same
               Case
               where
               Subjects
               tske
               upon
               them
               to
               Correct
               Magnificat
               ,
               and
               to
               Prescribe
               to
               their
               Superiors
               .
               Let
               every
               Man
               be
               Trusted
               in
               his
               Own
               Way
               ,
               and
               let
               the
               Doctor
               Prescribe
               to
               the
               Patient
               ,
               not
               the
               Patient
               to
               the
               Doctor
               .
               For
               at
               the
               Rate
               of
               This
               Thick-skull'd
               Blunder-head
               ,
               every
               Plow-jobber
               shall
               take
               upon
               him
               to
               Read
               upon
               
                 Divinity
                 ,
                 Law
              
               ,
               and
               Politiques
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               Physick
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXIV
             .
             A
             Wolfe
             and
             a
             
               Sick
               Ass.
            
             
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             certain
             Wolfe
             ,
             that
             in
             a
             Qualm
             of
             Wonderful
             Charity
             ,
             made
             a
             Visit
             to
             an
             Ass
             ,
             that
             lay
             Ill
             of
             a
             Violent
             Fever
             .
             He
             felt
             his
             Pulse
             very
             Gingerly
             ,
             and
             ,
             pray
             ,
             my
             Good
             Friend
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             Whereabouts
             is
             your
             Greatest
             Pain
             .
             Oh
             ,
             Gently
             ,
             says
             the
             Ass
             ;
             for
             it
             Pricks
             me
             just
             there
             still
             where
             you
             lay
             your
             Finger
             .
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXV.
             A
             Fox
             and
             a
             
               Sick
               Cock.
            
             
          
           
             A
             Cock
             took
             his
             Bed
             upon
             a
             Fit
             of
             Sickness
             ,
             and
             a
             Fox
             of
             his
             Old
             Acquaintance
             ,
             gave
             him
             the
             Complement
             of
             a
             Visit
             ,
             and
             Ask'd
             him
             how
             he
             felt
             himself
             .
             Alas
             !
             says
             the
             Cock
             ,
             I
             'm
             e'en
             ready
             to
             smother
             for
             want
             of
             Breath
             ;
             and
             if
             you
             'd
             be
             pleas'd
             but
             to
             stand
             off
             ,
             and
             give
             me
             a
             Little
             Fresh
             Air
             ,
             I
             fancy
             I
             should
             be
             somewhat
             more
             at
             Ease
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               Moral
               of
               the
               Two
               Fables
               above
               .
            
             
               The
               Charity
               of
               our
               Death-Bed
               Visits
               from
               One
               to
               Another
               ,
               is
               much
               at
               a
               Rate
               (
               generally
               Speaking
               )
               with
               That
               of
               a
               Carrion
               Crow
               to
               a
               Sheep
               ;
               we
               smell
               a
               Carcass
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               are
               no
               Visits
               so
               Officious
               ,
               and
               Importune
               ,
               as
               those
               that
               People
               think
               to
               get
               by
               ;
               Especially
               when
               our
               Thoughts
               are
               taken
               up
               with
               Matters
               of
               Greater
               Moment
               .
               Beside
               ,
               that
               there
               's
               a
               Design
               upon
               us
               in
               the
               very
               Complement
               .
               These
               Fables
               may
               serve
               to
               Point
               out
               to
               us
               ,
               that
               there
               are
               Men
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               Wolves
               and
               Foxes
               ,
               that
               Waite
               for
               the
               Carcass
               ;
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               for
               an
               Office
               ,
               an
               Estate
               ,
               a
               Commission
               ,
               Lands
               ,
               Money
               ,
               Jewels
               ,
               or
               whatever
               else
               People
               lie
               Gaping
               for
               in
               Reversion
               ,
               according
               to
               the
               Practice
               of
               the
               World
               :
               So
               that
               there
               's
               Little
               Trust
               to
               These
               
                 Death-bed
                 Ceremonies
              
               ;
               which
               ,
               for
               the
               Greater
               Part
               ,
               have
               more
               in
               them
               of
               Avarice
               ,
               and
               Interest
               ,
               then
               of
               Piety
               and
               Good
               Will
               :
               So
               that
               Effectually
               ,
               a
               Wolves
               Visiting
               a
               
                 Sick
                 Ass
              
               ,
               is
               but
               
                 Saying
                 Grace
              
               to
               a
               
                 Dead
                 One.
              
               
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXVI.
             
               Three
               Things
            
             are
             the
             Better
             for
             Beating
             .
          
           
             A
             Good
             Woman
             happen'd
             to
             pass
             by
             as
             a
             Company
             of
             Young
             Fellows
             were
             Cudgelling
             a
             Wallnut-Tree
             ,
             and
             ask'd
             them
             what
             they
             did
             That
             for
             ?
             This
             is
             only
             by
             the
             Way
             of
             Discipline
             ,
             says
             one
             of
             the
             Lads
             ;
             for
             't
             is
             Natural
             for
             
               Asses
               ,
               Women
            
             ,
             and
             Wallnut-Trees
             to
             Mend
             upon
             Beating
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Spur
               a
               Iade
               a
               Question
               and
               he
               'll
               Kick
               ye
               an
               Answer
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               PEOPLE
               should
               not
               be
               too
               Inquisitive
               ,
               without
               Considering
               how
               far
               They
               Themselves
               may
               be
               concern'd
               in
               the
               Answer
               to
               the
               Question
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXVII
             .
             The
             
               Asses
               Wish
            
             .
          
           
             AN
             Ass
             was
             Wishing
             in
             a
             Hard
             Winter
             ,
             for
             a
             Little
             Warm
             Weather
             ,
             and
             a
             Mouthful
             of
             Fresh
             Grass
             to
             Knab
             upon
             ,
             in
             Exchange
             for
             a
             Heartless
             Truss
             of
             Straw
             ,
             and
             a
             Cold
             Lodging
             .
             In
             Good
             Time
             ,
             the
             Warm
             Weather
             ,
             and
             the
             Fresh
             Grass
             comes
             on
             ;
             but
             so
             much
             Toyl
             and
             Bus'ness
             along
             with
             it
             ,
             that
             the
             Ass
             grows
             quickly
             as
             Sick
             of
             the
             Spring
             as
             he
             was
             of
             the
             Winter
             .
             His
             next
             Longing
             is
             for
             Summer
             ;
             but
             what
             with
             Harvest
             Work
             ,
             and
             other
             Drudgeries
             of
             That
             Season
             ,
             he
             is
             Worse
             now
             then
             he
             was
             in
             the
             Spring
             ;
             and
             then
             he
             fancies
             he
             shall
             never
             be
             Well
             till
             Autumn
             comes
             ;
             But
             There
             again
             ,
             what
             with
             Carrying
             Apples
             ,
             Grapes
             ,
             Fewel
             ,
             Winter-Provisions
             ,
             &c.
             he
             finds
             himself
             in
             a
             Greater
             Hurry
             then
             ever
             .
             In
             fine
             ,
             when
             he
             has
             trod
             the
             Circle
             of
             the
             Year
             in
             a
             Course
             of
             Restless
             Labour
             ,
             his
             Last
             Prayer
             is
             for
             
               Winter
               again
            
             ,
             and
             that
             he
             may
             but
             take
             up
             his
             Rest
             where
             he
             began
             his
             Complaint
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Life
               of
               an
               Unsteady
               Man
               runs
               away
               in
               a
               Course
               of
               Vain
               Wishes
               ,
               and
               Unprofitable
               Repentance
               :
               An
               Unsettled
               Mind
               can
               never
               be
               at
               Rest.
               There
               's
               No
               Season
               without
               it's
               Bus'ness
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               
                 Asses
                 Wish
              
               here
               ,
               is
               the
               Lively
               Image
               of
               a
               Foolish
               ,
               and
               a
               Miserable
               Levity
               of
               Mind
               ;
               and
               ,
               in
               truth
               ,
               there
               is
               but
               too
               much
               in
               't
               of
               the
               Figure
               ,
               and
               the
               Bus'ness
               of
               Humane
               Life
               ;
               for
               we
               spend
               our
               days
               in
               a
               kind
               of
               Lazy
               ,
               Restless
               Indisposition
               ,
               that
               looks
               as
               if
               we
               would
               fain
               be
               doing
               something
               ,
               and
               yet
               never
               goes
               further
               ,
               then
               to
               a
               Shifting
               from
               One
               Proposition
               to
               Another
               .
               
                 Wishing
                 and
                 Woulding
              
               ,
               (
               as
               they
               say
               )
               has
               somewhat
               in
               it
               of
               an
               Analogy
               to
               Stretching
               ,
               and
               Yawning
               ;
               We
               only
               Drowse
               when
               we
               think
               we
               Live
               ,
               and
               our
               time
               runs
               away
               in
               Fancying
               
                 Castles
                 in
                 the
                 Air
              
               ,
               and
               in
               putting
               of
               Cases
               .
               The
               Inference
               that
               we
               are
               to
               draw
               from
               hence
               is
               This
               ;
               If
               an
               Unsettled
               Head
               and
               Heart
               be
               so
               Grievous
               a
               Calamity
               ,
               the
               Squaring
               of
               a
               Man's
               Thoughts
               ,
               Wishes
               and
               Desires
               ,
               to
               the
               Lot
               that
               Providence
               has
               set
               Out
               for
               him
               ,
               is
               both
               a
               Blessing
               ,
               and
               a
               Duty
               .
            
             
               He
               that
               is
               still
               Weary
               of
               the
               Present
               ,
               shall
               be
               most
               certainly
               Sollicitous
               for
               the
               Future
               .
               For
               the
               Present
               is
               only
               the
               Course
               of
               so
               many
               Moments
               into
               time
               to
               Come
               .
               He
               that
               Gapes
               after
               he
               knows
               not
               what
               ,
               shall
               be
               sure
               to
               Lose
               his
               Longing
               .
               He
               Changes
               ,
               out
               of
               Restlesness
               ,
               not
               Choice
               ,
               and
               so
               long
               as
               he
               carries
               the
               same
               Mind
               about
               him
               ,
               the
               Circumstances
               of
               
               his
               Condition
               will
               never
               Alter
               the
               Case
               .
               His
               Present
               Thoughts
               are
               Uneasy
               ,
               because
               his
               Present
               State
               does
               not
               Please
               him
               ,
               and
               so
               he
               goes
               on
               at
               a
               Venture
               .
               Shifting
               and
               Casting
               about
               for
               somewhat
               else
               that
               may
               better
               Agree
               with
               him
               .
               The
               Batchellor
               wants
               a
               Wife
               ;
               The
               Marry'd
               Man
               wants
               his
               Liberty
               ;
               The
               Statesman
               has
               a
               Mind
               to
               be
               Private
               .
               The
               Country-man
               lives
               out
               of
               the
               World
               :
               The
               Man
               of
               Bus'ness
               is
               a
               Slave
               to
               't
               ;
               And
               he
               that
               's
               out
               of
               Employment
               ,
               makes
               it
               his
               Excuse
               ,
               that
               he
               is
               forc'd
               to
               Drink
               or
               Whore
               for
               want
               of
               somewhat
               else
               to
               do
               .
               There
               's
               no
               Measure
               to
               be
               taken
               of
               an
               Unsteady
               Mind
               ;
               but
               still
               't
               is
               either
               too
               Much
               ,
               or
               too
               Little
               ;
               too
               Soon
               ,
               or
               too
               Late
               .
               The
               Love
               of
               Novelty
               begets
               ,
               and
               Encreases
               the
               Love
               of
               Novelty
               ;
               and
               the
               oft'ner
               we
               Change
               ,
               the
               more
               Dangerous
               and
               Troublesome
               do
               we
               find
               This
               Itch
               of
               Variety
               to
               be
               .
               The
               Ass
               was
               Sick
               of
               the
               
                 Spring
                 ;
                 Sicker
              
               yet
               of
               the
               
                 Summer
                 ;
                 more
                 Sick
              
               still
               of
               〈◊〉
               ;
               and
               
                 Sickest
                 of
                 All
              
               ,
               of
               the
               Winter
               ;
               till
               he
               's
               brought
               ,
               in
               the
               End
               ,
               to
               Compound
               for
               his
               First
               Condition
               again
               ,
               and
               so
               take
               up
               with
               That
               for
               his
               Satisfaction
               ,
               which
               he
               reckon'd
               upon
               before
               as
               his
               Misfortune
               .
            
             
               This
               it
               is
               ,
               when
               Fickle
               and
               Foolish
               People
               will
               be
               Prescribing
               To
               ,
               and
               Refining
               upon
               the
               Wise
               and
               Gracious
               Appointments
               of
               the
               Maker
               of
               the
               World.
               They
               know
               not
               what
               they
               Are
               ,
               and
               they
               know
               not
               what
               they
               Would
               be
               ,
               any
               further
               ,
               then
               that
               they
               would
               not
               be
               what
               they
               are
               .
               Let
               their
               Present
               State
               in
               the
               World
               be
               what
               it
               will
               ,
               there
               's
               still
               something
               or
               other
               in
               't
               that
               makes
               their
               Life
               Wearysome
               :
               And
               they
               are
               as
               Peevish
               Company
               to
               Themselves
               too
               ,
               as
               they
               are
               to
               their
               Neighbours
               ;
               for
               there
               's
               not
               One
               Circumstance
               in
               Nature
               ,
               but
               they
               shall
               find
               Matter
               to
               Pick
               a
               Quarrel
               at
               :
               Let
               it
               be
               Health
               ,
               Fortune
               ,
               Conversation
               ,
               Kindred
               ,
               Friends
               ,
               it
               will
               be
               all
               a
               Case
               ,
               so
               long
               as
               Weak
               ,
               and
               Wayward
               Men
               shall
               go
               on
               Grumbling
               ,
               and
               Cavilling
               at
               the
               Works
               and
               Dispensations
               of
               Heaven
               .
               Were
               it
               not
               better
               now
               for
               People
               to
               be
               Quiet
               at
               first
               ;
               and
               to
               sit
               down
               Contentedly
               in
               the
               Post
               where
               Providence
               has
               Plac'd
               them
               ?
               Were
               it
               not
               better
               to
               do
               the
               Great
               Work
               of
               Life
               Betimes
               ,
               by
               the
               Help
               of
               a
               Seasonable
               Prudence
               and
               Vertue
               ,
               then
               to
               Deliver
               up
               our selves
               to
               the
               Torments
               of
               Hopes
               and
               Fears
               ,
               and
               be
               forc'd
               to
               do
               't
               at
               last
               ,
               by
               the
               Dear-bought
               Experience
               of
               our
               Follies
               ,
               and
               the
               Necessity
               of
               giving
               over
               what
               we
               can
               do
               no
               Longer
               ?
            
             
               This
               is
               not
               yet
               to
               bar
               Honest
               Industry
               ,
               or
               a
               Sober
               Application
               to
               those
               Ways
               ,
               Studies
               ,
               or
               Means
               that
               may
               probably
               Contribute
               to
               the
               Mending
               of
               a
               Man's
               Fortune
               :
               Provided
               that
               he
               set
               up
               his
               Resolution
               before-hand
               ,
               not
               to
               let
               himself
               down
               below
               the
               Dignity
               of
               a
               Wise
               Man
               ,
               be
               the
               Issue
               of
               his
               Endeavours
               what
               it
               will.
               He
               that
               is
               not
               Content
               at
               Present
               ,
               carries
               the
               same
               Weakness
               along
               with
               him
               to
               his
               next
               Remove
               ;
               for
               whoever
               either
               Passionately
               Covets
               any
               thing
               that
               he
               has
               Not
               ,
               or
               feels
               himself
               Glutted
               with
               a
               Satiety
               of
               what
               he
               Possesses
               ,
               has
               already
               lost
               his
               Hold
               :
               So
               that
               if
               we
               would
               be
               Happy
               ,
               we
               must
               Fix
               upon
               some
               Foundation
               that
               can
               never
               Deceive
               us
               ;
               and
               Govern
               our selves
               by
               the
               Measures
               of
               Sobriety
               and
               Justice
               .
               All
               the
               rest
               is
               but
               the
               
                 Asses
                 Circulation
              
               of
               more
               and
               more
               Anxiety
               ,
               and
               Trouble
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXVIII
             .
             A
             Cat
             and
             Mice
             .
          
           
             AS
             a
             Company
             of
             Mice
             were
             Peeping
             out
             of
             their
             Holes
             for
             Discovery
             ,
             they
             spy'd
             a
             Cat
             upon
             a
             Shelf
             ;
             that
             lay
             and
             look'd
             so
             Demurely
             ,
             as
             if
             there
             had
             been
             neither
             Life
             nor
             Soul
             in
             her
             .
             Well
             (
             says
             one
             of
             the
             Mice
             )
             That
             's
             a
             Good
             Natur'd
             Creature
             ,
             I
             'll
             Warrant
             her
             ;
             One
             may
             read
             it
             in
             her
             very
             Looks
             ;
             and
             truly
             I
             have
             the
             Greatest
             Mind
             in
             the
             World
             to
             make
             an
             Acquaintance
             with
             her
             .
             So
             said
             ,
             and
             so
             done
             ;
             but
             so
             soon
             as
             ever
             Puss
             had
             her
             within
             Reach
             ,
             she
             gave
             her
             to
             Understand
             ,
             that
             the
             Face
             is
             not
             always
             the
             Index
             of
             the
             Mind
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               a
               Hard
               Matter
               for
               a
               Man
               to
               be
               Honest
               and
               Safe
               ;
               for
               his
               very
               Charity
               and
               Good
               Nature
               Exposes
               ,
               if
               it
               does
               not
               Betray
               him
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               NO
               Treachery
               so
               Mortal
               ,
               as
               That
               which
               Covers
               it self
               under
               the
               Masque
               of
               Sanctity
               .
               A
               Wolfe
               does
               a
               Great
               deal
               more
               Mischief
               in
               a
               Sheeps-Skin
               ,
               then
               in
               his
               
                 Own
                 Shape
              
               and
               Colour
               .
               The
               Mouse
               that
               took
               this
               Cat
               for
               a
               Saint
               ,
               has
               very
               Good
               Company
               ,
               not
               only
               in
               her
               Mistake
               ,
               but
               in
               her
               Misfortune
               too
               :
               For
               we
               have
               seen
               a
               whole
               Assembly
               of
               These
               
                 Mousing
                 Saints
              
               ,
               that
               under
               the
               Masque
               of
               Zeal
               ,
               Conscience
               ,
               and
               Good
               Nature
               ,
               have
               made
               a
               Shift
               to
               lay
               I
               know
               not
               how
               many
               Kingdoms
               in
               Bloud
               and
               Ashes
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXIX.
             A
             Boar
             and
             a
             Fox
             .
          
           
             AS
             a
             Boar
             was
             Whetting
             his
             Teeth
             against
             a
             Tree
             ,
             up
             comes
             a
             Fox
             to
             him
             .
             Pray
             what
             do
             you
             Mean
             by
             That
             ?
             (
             says
             he
             )
             for
             I
             see
             no
             Occasion
             for
             't
             .
             Well
             ,
             says
             the
             Boar
             ,
             but
             I
             do
             ;
             for
             when
             I
             come
             once
             to
             be
             Set
             upon
             ,
             't
             will
             be
             too
             Late
             for
             me
             to
             be
             Whetting
             ,
             when
             I
             should
             be
             Fighting
             .
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXX
             .
             A
             Wolfe
             and
             a
             Porcupine
             .
          
           
             YOUR
             Porcupine
             ,
             and
             your
             Hedge-Hog
             ,
             are
             somewhat
             Alike
             ,
             only
             the
             Former
             has
             longer
             and
             sharper
             Prickles
             then
             the
             Other
             ;
             And
             these
             Prickles
             he
             can
             Shoot
             ,
             and
             Dart
             at
             an
             Enemy
             .
             There
             was
             a
             Wolfe
             had
             a
             Mind
             to
             be
             Dealing
             with
             him
             ,
             if
             he
             could
             but
             get
             him
             Disarm'd
             first
             ;
             and
             so
             he
             told
             the
             Porcupine
             in
             a
             friendly
             Way
             ,
             that
             it
             did
             not
             look
             Well
             for
             People
             in
             a
             Time
             of
             Peace
             ,
             to
             go
             Arm'd
             ,
             as
             if
             they
             were
             in
             a
             State
             of
             War
             ;
             and
             so
             Advis'd
             him
             to
             lay
             his
             Bristles
             aside
             ;
             for
             (
             says
             he
             )
             You
             may
             Take
             them
             up
             again
             at
             pleasure
             .
             Do
             you
             talk
             of
             a
             State
             of
             War
             ?
             says
             the
             Porcupine
             ,
             Why
             That
             's
             my
             Present
             Case
             ,
             and
             the
             very
             Reason
             of
             my
             Standing
             to
             my
             Arms
             ,
             so
             long
             as
             a
             Wolfes
             in
             the
             Company
             .
          
           
             
               The
               Moral
               of
               the
               Two
               Fables
               above
               .
            
             
               No
               Man
               ,
               or
               State
               can
               be
               Safe
               in
               Peace
               that
               is
               not
               always
               in
               readiness
               to
               Encounter
               an
               Enemy
               in
               case
               of
               a
               War.
               
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               ALL
               Bus'ness
               that
               is
               Necessary
               to
               be
               done
               should
               be
               done
               Betimes
               :
               And
               there
               's
               as
               little
               Trouble
               of
               doing
               it
               In
               Season
               too
               ,
               as
               Out
               of
               Season
               :
               Neither
               is
               it
               Effectually
               done
               at
               all
               ,
               but
               in
               the
               Proper
               time
               of
               Doing
               it
               :
               So
               that
               't
               is
               Good
               Discretion
               ,
               and
               Good
               Advice
               ,
               to
               provide
               against
               Danger
               before-hand
               ;
               for
               he
               that
               's
               always
               Ready
               can
               never
               be
               taken
               with
               a
               Why-not
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               a
               piece
               of
               Good
               Councel
               ,
               in
               All
               the
               Affairs
               of
               Humane
               Life
               ,
               to
               take
               care
               of
               Securing
               our Selves
               that
               we
               be
               not
               either
               Betray'd
               ,
               or
               Surpriz'd
               :
               But
               as
               it
               is
               Wisdom
               to
               keep
               our Selves
               upon
               a
               Guard
               ;
               so
               it
               is
               Matter
               of
               Good
               Manners
               also
               ,
               and
               Respect
               ;
               neither
               to
               do
               ,
               nor
               to
               say
               any
               thing
               ,
               that
               may
               Import
               a
               Jealousy
               ,
               or
               a
               Distrust
               .
               All
               the
               Duties
               of
               Government
               ,
               and
               Society
               ;
               Nay
               ,
               All
               Offices
               ,
               Civil
               and
               Religious
               ,
               where
               Prudence
               ,
               Conscience
               ,
               or
               Common
               Faith
               are
               concern'd
               ,
               have
               their
               Proper
               Seasons
               .
               'T
               is
               too
               Late
               to
               Hinder
               Mischief
               when
               the
               Opportunity
               is
               once
               past
               ,
               and
               therefore
               the
               Timing
               of
               Things
               is
               a
               Main
               Point
               in
               the
               Dispatch
               of
               All
               Affairs
               .
               There
               can
               be
               no
               Safe
               .
               or
               Sure
               Peace
               ,
               where
               People
               are
               not
               always
               in
               readiness
               for
               War
               ;
               for
               the
               Common
               Well-being
               of
               Mankind
               ,
               does
               not
               so
               much
               Depend
               upon
               the
               Faith
               of
               Men
               ,
               and
               of
               Governments
               ,
               as
               upon
               the
               Temporary
               and
               Contingent
               Occasions
               of
               breaking
               the
               Peace
               with
               Advantage
               .
               'T
               is
               not
               Publique
               Justice
               Alone
               ,
               that
               can
               Uphold
               a
               Government
               ,
               without
               the
               Aid
               of
               Policy
               and
               Councel
               .
               Men
               do
               Naturally
               Indulge
               Those
               Opinions
               and
               Practices
               ,
               that
               favour
               their
               Pretensions
               ;
               and
               
               't
               is
               too
               much
               to
               Superadd
               Powerful
               Temptations
               to
               do
               Wrong
               ,
               to
               the
               Force
               of
               Vicious
               Inclinations
               to
               do
               it
               .
               The
               Boar's
               Whetting
               his
               Teeth
               ,
               was
               only
               an
               Act
               of
               Necessary
               Precaution
               ,
               for
               fear
               of
               the
               Worst
               :
               And
               the
               Porcupine
               did
               Wisely
               too
               ,
               in
               keeping
               himself
               upon
               his
               Guard
               when
               the
               Enemy
               was
               in
               View
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXXI.
             A
             Mouse
             and
             a
             Kite
             .
          
           
             A
             Simple
             Mouse
             had
             the
             Fortune
             to
             be
             near
             at
             hand
             ,
             when
             a
             Kite
             was
             taken
             in
             a
             Net.
             The
             Kite
             begg'd
             of
             her
             to
             try
             if
             she
             could
             help
             her
             out
             .
             The
             Mouse
             Gnaw'd
             a
             Hole
             in
             't
             ,
             and
             set
             her
             at
             Liberty
             ;
             and
             the
             Kite
             Eat
             up
             the
             Mouse
             for
             her
             Pains
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Save
               a
               Thief
               from
               the
               Gallows
               and
               he
               'll
               Cut
               your
               Throat
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               No
               New
               Thing
               in
               the
               World
               to
               Return
               Evil
               for
               Good.
               Nay
               ,
               there
               are
               some
               Natures
               so
               sowre
               ,
               and
               so
               Ungrateful
               ,
               that
               they
               are
               never
               to
               be
               Oblig'd
               .
               All
               Kites
               of
               This
               Humour
               do
               not
               Wear
               Feathers
               :
               Neither
               do
               All
               such
               Mice
               wear
               Long
               Tayls
               .
               There
               are
               Cases
               ,
               wherein
               our
               Very
               Tenderness
               ,
               and
               Charity
               ,
               becomes
               a
               Snare
               to
               us
               ,
               and
               there
               are
               People
               too
               ,
               that
               fancy
               No
               Blood
               so
               sweet
               ,
               as
               That
               of
               the
               Person
               to
               whom
               they
               stand
               Indebted
               for
               their
               Lives
               and
               Fortunes
               :
               But
               then
               if
               One
               Man
               should
               Cease
               to
               be
               Generous
               ,
               and
               Charitable
               ,
               because
               Another
               Man
               is
               Sordid
               ,
               and
               Ungrateful
               .
               It
               would
               be
               much
               in
               the
               Power
               of
               the
               Basest
               of
               Vices
               to
               Extinguish
               the
               most
               Christian
               ,
               and
               Humane
               of
               Vertues
               .
               These
               Lewd
               Examples
               May
               however
               ,
               and
               Ought
               to
               Recommend
               Prudence
               and
               Caution
               to
               us
               ;
               but
               without
               Killing
               ,
               or
               Quenching
               Good
               Nature
               .
               There
               are
               ,
               't
               is
               true
               ,
               some
               People
               so
               Harden'd
               in
               Wickedness
               ,
               as
               to
               have
               No
               Sense
               at
               all
               of
               the
               most
               Friendly
               Offices
               ,
               or
               the
               Highest
               Benefits
               .
               Now
               in
               These
               Desperate
               Cases
               ,
               a
               Man
               is
               little
               Better
               then
               Felo-de-se
               ,
               that
               for
               the
               Helping
               of
               Another
               Ventures
               the
               Undoing
               of
               Himself
               .
               Nay
               ,
               and
               't
               is
               somewhat
               more
               then
               a
               Venture
               too
               ,
               when
               a
               Mouse
               lays
               it self
               at
               the
               Mercy
               of
               a
               Kite
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXXII
             .
             A
             Cockle
             and
             Iupiter
             .
          
           
             IN
             Old
             Time
             ,
             when
             Iupiter
             was
             in
             the
             Humour
             of
             Granting
             Petitions
             ,
             a
             Cockle
             made
             it
             his
             Request
             ,
             that
             his
             House
             and
             his
             Body
             might
             be
             All
             of
             a
             Piece
             .
             Iupiter
             made
             him
             Answer
             ,
             that
             it
             would
             be
             a
             Burden
             to
             him
             ,
             instead
             of
             a
             Favour
             .
             Yes
             says
             the
             Cockle
             ,
             but
             it
             will
             be
             such
             a
             Burden
             as
             I
             had
             rather
             Bear
             ,
             then
             lie
             Expos'd
             to
             Ill
             Neighbours
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Impertinent
               Visits
               are
               the
               Plague
               of
               a
               Sober
               Man's
               Life
               ,
               and
               therefore
               't
               is
               a
               Happy
               thing
               when
               a
               Body
               may
               be
               at
               Home
               ,
               or
               Not
               at
               Home
               ,
               as
               He
               Pleases
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               GOOD
               ,
               or
               Bad
               Company
               ,
               is
               either
               the
               Greatest
               Blessing
               ,
               or
               the
               Greatest
               Plague
               of
               Humane
               Life
               ;
               and
               therefore
               the
               Cockles
               was
               a
               very
               Reasonable
               ,
               and
               a
               Pertinent
               Request
               .
               There
               's
               No
               Liberty
               like
               the
               Freedom
               of
               being
               Publique
               or
               Private
               as
               a
               Body
               pleases
               ;
               And
               having
               it
               at
               my
               own
               Choice
               ,
               whether
               I
               will
               live
               to
               the
               World
               ,
               or
               to
               my self
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXXIII
             .
             A
             Bitch
             ready
             to
             Puppy
             .
          
           
             A
             
               Big-Belly'd
               Bitch
            
             borrow'd
             
               Another
               Bitches
            
             Kennel
             to
             lay
             her
             Burden
             in
             .
             The
             Proprietress
             ,
             after
             some
             time
             ,
             Demanded
             Possession
             again
             ,
             but
             the
             Other
             begg'd
             her
             Excuse
             and
             Patience
             ,
             only
             till
             her
             Whelps
             might
             be
             able
             to
             shift
             for
             Themselves
             .
             This
             was
             Agreed
             upon
             for
             so
             many
             Days
             longer
             :
             But
             the
             Time
             being
             Expir'd
             ,
             the
             Bitch
             that
             was
             Out
             ,
             grew
             More
             and
             More
             Pressing
             for
             her
             Own
             again
             .
             Why
             then
             says
             the
             Other
             ,
             if
             you
             can
             force
             Me
             and
             My
             Puppies
             Out
             of
             the
             Kennel
             ,
             You
             shall
             have
             Free
             Liberty
             to
             come
             In.
             
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXXIV
             .
             A
             Hedge-Hog
             and
             a
             Snake
             .
          
           
             A
             Snake
             was
             prevail'd
             upon
             in
             a
             Cold
             Winter
             ,
             to
             take
             a
             Hedge-Hog
             into
             his
             Cell
             ;
             but
             when
             he
             was
             Once
             in
             ,
             the
             Place
             was
             so
             Narrow
             ,
             that
             the
             Prickles
             of
             the
             Hedge-Hog
             were
             very
             Troublesome
             to
             his
             Companion
             :
             so
             that
             the
             Snake
             told
             him
             ,
             he
             must
             needs
             Provide
             for
             Himself
             somewhere
             else
             ,
             for
             the
             Hole
             was
             not
             Big
             enough
             to
             Hold
             them
             Both.
             Why
             then
             ,
             says
             the
             Hedge-Hog
             ,
             He
             that
             Cannot
             Stay
             shall
             do
             Well
             to
             Go
             :
             But
             for
             my
             Own
             Part
             ,
             I
             am
             e'en
             Content
             where
             I
             am
             ,
             and
             if
             You
             be
             not
             so
             too
             ,
             Y'
             are
             Free
             to
             Remove
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Possession
               is
               Eleven
               Points
               of
               the
               Law.
               
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               EVERY
               Man
               is
               to
               provide
               against
               Fraud
               and
               Treachery
               ,
               where
               the
               Person
               he
               deals
               with
               may
               be
               the
               Better
               for
               't
               .
               
                 Fore-warn'd
                 ,
                 Fore-arm'd
              
               .
               'T
               is
               not
               Safe
               to
               Joyn
               Interests
               with
               Strangers
               ,
               upon
               such
               Terms
               ,
               as
               to
               lay
               our selves
               at
               Mercy
               .
               In
               All
               Offices
               of
               Christian
               Charity
               ,
               and
               of
               Prudent
               Conversation
               ,
               People
               should
               have
               a
               Strict
               Regard
               to
               the
               Humour
               and
               Character
               of
               the
               Persons
               they
               deal
               withal
               ;
               to
               the
               Degrees
               and
               Measures
               of
               Things
               ;
               and
               to
               the
               Consequences
               upon
               the
               Whole
               Matter
               ,
               in
               case
               of
               the
               Worst
               .
               It
               is
               not
               Every
               Mans
               Talent
               to
               Distinguish
               Aright
               upon
               All
               the
               Necessities
               of
               Affairs
               of
               This
               Nature
               .
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               how
               far
               our
               Prudence
               ,
               may
               Warrant
               our
               Charity
               ,
               and
               how
               far
               our
               Charity
               may
               Comport
               with
               our
               Prudence
               .
               'T
               is
               Dangerous
               on
               the
               One
               hand
               to
               pass
               the
               Rules
               of
               Discretion
               ;
               and
               it
               is
               Inhumane
               on
               the
               Other
               ,
               not
               to
               Acquit
               our selves
               in
               All
               the
               Functions
               of
               Tenderness
               ,
               and
               Good
               Nature
               ;
               for
               Piety
               and
               Wisdom
               are
               Both
               Wrapt
               up
               in
               the
               Question
               .
               The
               very
               same
               Good
               Office
               may
               be
               a
               Vertue
               toward
               One
               Man
               ,
               and
               a
               Folly
               toward
               Another
               .
               One
               may
               Justifie
               the
               running
               of
               a
               Risque
               ,
               in
               favour
               of
               a
               Man
               of
               Integrity
               and
               Good
               Fame
               :
               But
               where
               there
               is
               an
               Habitual
               Ingratitude
               on
               the
               One
               side
               ,
               and
               a
               Considerable
               Hazzard
               on
               the
               Other
               ,
               there
               's
               No
               Trusting
               .
               I
               shall
               not
               need
               to
               Enlarge
               upon
               This
               Topique
               ,
               in
               a
               World
               that
               makes
               Good
               the
               Allegory
               by
               so
               many
               Instances
               of
               Daily
               Practice
               and
               Conversation
               .
               How
               many
               Fresh
               Examples
               may
               we
               find
               in
               our
               Own
               Memory
               ,
               of
               Men
               that
               after
               All
               the
               Obligations
               Imaginable
               ,
               and
               in
               Contradiction
               to
               All
               the
               Tyes
               of
               Honour
               ,
               Justice
               ,
               and
               Hospitality
               have
               serv'd
               their
               Masters
               ,
               Patrons
               ,
               and
               Benefactors
               ,
               as
               the
               Hedge-Hog
               serv'd
               the
               Snake
               here
               !
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXXV
             .
             A
             Fox
             and
             a
             Hare
             .
          
           
             A
             Fox
             and
             a
             Hare
             were
             in
             a
             Warm
             Contest
             once
             ,
             which
             of
             the
             Two
             could
             make
             the
             Best
             Shift
             in
             the
             World.
             When
             I
             am
             Pursu'd
             ,
             says
             the
             Hare
             ,
             I
             can
             shew
             the
             Dogs
             a
             Fair
             pair
             of
             Heels
             ,
             and
             run
             away
             from
             'em
             at
             pleasure
             :
             And
             yet
             for
             All
             That
             ,
             says
             the
             Fox
             ,
             I
             have
             Baffled
             more
             of
             'em
             with
             My
             VViles
             and
             my
             Shifts
             ,
             then
             ever
             You
             did
             with
             your
             Footmanship
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Wisdom
               is
               as
               much
               beyond
               Force
               ,
               as
               Men
               are
               beyond
               Brutes
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               A
               Good
               Bodily
               Strength
               and
               Disposition
               is
               a
               Felicity
               of
               Nature
               ,
               but
               nothing
               Comparable
               yet
               to
               the
               Advantages
               of
               a
               Large
               Understanding
               ,
               and
               a
               Ready
               Presence
               of
               Mind
               .
               Wisdom
               does
               more
               then
               Force
               ;
               but
               they
               do
               Best
               together
               ,
               for
               a
               sound
               Mind
               in
               a
               sound
               Body
               ,
               is
               the
               Perfection
               of
               Humane
               Bliss
               .
               A
               Fox
               ,
               't
               is
               true
               ,
               may
               be
               some
               time
               Outwitted
               ,
               and
               a
               Hare
               Out-stript
               ;
               but
               This
               does
               not
               hinder
               yet
               the
               Excellency
               of
               One
               Faculty
               above
               the
               Other
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXXVI
             .
             An
             
               Old
               Man
            
             resolv'd
             to
             give
             over
             Whoring
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             an
             
               Old
               Tost
            
             ,
             that
             in
             the
             very
             State
             of
             Impotence
             ,
             had
             still
             a
             Whore
             in
             the
             Head
             of
             him
             .
             His
             Ghostly
             Father
             took
             Notice
             of
             it
             ,
             and
             Ply'd
             him
             Hard
             with
             VVholesome
             Advice
             ,
             upon
             the
             Subject
             of
             the
             Lusts
             of
             the
             Flesh.
             This
             Reverend
             Fornicator
             thank'd
             him
             most
             Heartily
             for
             his
             Kind
             and
             Christian
             Councel
             ,
             and
             by
             the
             Grace
             of
             Heaven
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             I
             'll
             Follow
             it
             ;
             For
             to
             tell
             ye
             the
             Plain
             Truth
             on
             't
             ,
             I
             am
             told
             that
             't
             is
             Naught
             for
             me
             ;
             and
             really
             ,
             my
             Body
             is
             quite
             out
             of
             Tune
             for
             Those
             Gambols
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               When
               Things
               are
               at
               the
               Worst
               they
               'l
               Mend.
               
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               MORE
               Men
               Reclaim
               out
               of
               Shame
               ,
               Fear
               ,
               or
               Pure
               Necessity
               ,
               then
               for
               the
               Love
               of
               Honour
               ,
               or
               Vertue
               .
               They
               that
               are
               Honest
               upon
               These
               Terms
               would
               be
               Arrant
               Kanves
               if
               the
               Tables
               were
               Turn'd
               .
               They
               go
               along
               with
               the
               Devil
               ,
               while
               there
               's
               either
               Pleasure
               ,
               or
               Profit
               to
               be
               had
               on
               That
               side
               ;
               but
               when
               they
               come
               once
               to
               lose
               the
               Tast
               of
               the
               One
               ,
               and
               the
               Means
               of
               the
               Other
               ,
               they
               are
               presently
               Register'd
               in
               the
               Calender
               of
               
                 New
                 Converts
              
               .
               The
               Countenance
               of
               This
               Fable
               looks
               a
               little
               betwixt
               
                 Iest
                 and
                 Earnest
              
               ;
               but
               This
               Mixture
               of
               Appearance
               does
               not
               Hinder
               it
               from
               being
               a
               most
               Edifying
               Satyr
               upon
               the
               Corruptions
               ,
               and
               False
               Semblances
               of
               Humane
               Life
               .
               Lord
               !
               How
               Sober
               ,
               and
               Temperate
               do
               People
               grow
               ,
               when
               they
               can
               Drink
               and
               Whore
               no
               longer
               !
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXXVII
             .
             An
             Impertinent
             and
             a
             Philosopher
             .
          
           
             A
             Certain
             
               Pragmatical
               ,
               Senceless
               Companion
            
             would
             make
             a
             Visit
             to
             a
             Philosopher
             .
             He
             found
             him
             Alone
             in
             his
             Study
             ,
             and
             fell
             a
             VVond'ring
             how
             he
             could
             Endure
             to
             Lead
             so
             Solitary
             a
             Life
             ,
             The
             Learned
             Man
             told
             him
             ;
             Sir
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             You
             are
             Exceedingly
             Mistaken
             ;
             for
             I
             was
             in
             very
             Good
             Company
             till
             You
             came
             In.
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Good
               Thoughts
               and
               Good
               Books
               are
               very
               Good
               Company
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               A
               Wise
               Book
               is
               much
               better
               than
               a
               Foolish
               Companion
               ;
               And
               the
               Dead
               ,
               in
               such
               a
               case
               ,
               are
               much
               Better
               then
               the
               Living
               .
               It
               is
               one
               of
               the
               most
               vexatious
               Mortifications
               perhaps
               ,
               of
               a
               Sober
               ,
               and
               a
               Studious
               Mans
               Life
               ,
               to
               have
               his
               Thoughts
               Disorder'd
               ,
               and
               the
               very
               Chain
               of
               his
               Reason
               Discompos'd
               ,
               by
               the
               Importunity
               of
               a
               Tedious
               ,
               and
               an
               Impertinent
               Visit.
               Especially
               ,
               if
               it
               be
               from
               a
               Fool
               of
               Quality
               ,
               where
               the
               very
               Figure
               of
               the
               Man
               Entitles
               him
               to
               All
               Returns
               of
               Good
               Manners
               and
               Respect
               .
               And
               the
               Affliction
               is
               yet
               more
               Grievous
               ,
               where
               That
               Prerogative
               of
               Quality
               ,
               is
               further
               Back'd
               and
               Corroborated
               ,
               with
               a
               Real
               Kindness
               ,
               and
               Good
               Will
               :
               For
               a
               Man
               must
               be
               Inhumane
               ,
               and
               Ungrateful
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               Rude
               ,
               if
               he
               does
               but
               so
               much
               as
               Offer
               ,
               at
               the
               Easing
               ,
               or
               the
               Relieving
               of
               Himself
               .
               The
               Drist
               of
               This
               Fable
               at
               last
               ,
               is
               to
               tell
               us
               ,
               that
               
                 Good
                 Books
              
               and
               Good
               Thoughts
               are
               the
               
                 Best
                 Company
              
               ,
               and
               that
               they
               are
               Mistaken
               that
               think
               a
               Wise
               Man
               can
               ever
               be
               Alone
               .
               It
               prepares
               us
               also
               to
               Expect
               Interruptions
               ,
               and
               Disappointments
               ,
               and
               to
               Provide
               for
               'em
               ;
               but
               withal
               ,
               to
               take
               the
               Best
               Care
               we
               can
               
               to
               Prevent
               the
               Plague
               of
               Ill
               Company
               ,
               by
               avoiding
               the
               Occasions
               of
               it
               .
               The
               Linking
               of
               a
               Man
               of
               Brains
               and
               Honesty
               into
               a
               Lewd
               Insipid
               Conversation
               ,
               is
               Effectually
               but
               the
               Moral
               of
               That
               Tyrant
               ,
               that
               Bound
               the
               Living
               ,
               and
               the
               Dead
               together
               ,
               and
               yet
               This
               is
               it
               which
               the
               Impertinent
               takes
               for
               the
               Relief
               of
               Solitude
               ,
               and
               the
               Blessing
               of
               That
               which
               he
               calls
               Company
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXXVIII
             .
             A
             Wolfe
             in
             a
             Sheeps-skin
             .
          
           
             THere
             goes
             a
             Story
             of
             a
             Wolfe
             ,
             that
             Wrapt
             himself
             up
             in
             a
             Sheep-skin
             ,
             and
             Worry'd
             Lambs
             for
             a
             Good
             while
             under
             That
             Disguise
             ;
             but
             the
             Shepherd
             Met
             with
             him
             at
             last
             ,
             and
             Trust
             him
             up
             ,
             
               Sheeps-skin
               and
               all
            
             ,
             upon
             an
             Eminent
             Gibbet
             ,
             for
             a
             Spectacle
             ,
             and
             an
             Example
             .
             The
             Neighbours
             made
             a
             Wonderment
             of
             it
             ,
             and
             Ask'd
             him
             what
             he
             meant
             to
             Hang
             up
             his
             Sheep
             ?
             Oh
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             That
             's
             only
             the
             Skin
             of
             a
             Sheep
             ,
             that
             was
             made
             use
             of
             to
             Cover
             the
             Heart
             ,
             Malice
             ,
             and
             Body
             of
             a
             Wolfe
             that
             Shrouded
             himself
             Under
             it
             .
          
           
             
               The
               Moral
               of
               the
               Two
               Fables
               above
               .
            
             
               Hypocrisie
               is
               only
               the
               Devils
               Stalking
               Horse
               ,
               under
               an
               Affectation
               of
               Simplicity
               and
               Religion
               .
               People
               are
               not
               to
               be
               Iudg'd
               by
               their
               Looks
               ,
               Habits
               ,
               and
               Appearances
               ;
               but
               by
               the
               Character
               of
               their
               Lives
               and
               Conversations
               ,
               and
               by
               their
               Works
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Fable
               is
               Moraliz'd
               in
               the
               Holy
               Gospel
               it self
               .
               'T
               is
               with
               all
               Men
               that
               are
               Notoriously
               Wicked
               ,
               of
               what
               Degree
               or
               State
               ,
               or
               in
               what
               point
               of
               Iniquity
               soever
               ,
               much
               after
               the
               Rate
               of
               the
               Wolfe
               in
               This
               Fiction
               .
               Tyranny
               Marches
               under
               the
               Masque
               of
               Care
               ,
               Piety
               ,
               and
               Protection
               .
               Injustice
               sets
               up
               the
               Rigorous
               Letter
               of
               the
               Law
               to
               Weigh
               against
               the
               Improbity
               of
               the
               Witness
               :
               The
               Pawn-Broker
               pretends
               Charity
               ,
               and
               the
               Oppressor
               Flays
               the
               Widow
               and
               the
               Orphan
               :
               And
               at
               the
               same
               Time
               ,
               Preaches
               Mercy
               and
               Compassion
               ,
               with
               the
               very
               same
               Breath
               .
               Treachery
               Covers
               it self
               under
               a
               Cloak
               of
               Kindness
               and
               Friendship
               ;
               and
               Nothing
               more
               Frequent
               then
               Wolves
               in
               Lambs-Skins
               ,
               even
               in
               the
               most
               Solemn
               Offices
               of
               Church
               and
               State.
               This
               Fable
               Extends
               to
               All
               the
               Lewd
               Practices
               of
               Hypocrites
               and
               Impostors
               ,
               under
               the
               Colour
               of
               Pious
               ,
               and
               Charitable
               Works
               and
               Duties
               .
               Now
               if
               All
               our
               
                 Moral
                 Wolves
              
               in
               Sheeps-Cloathing
               ,
               were
               but
               Serv'd
               as
               This
               
                 Hypocritical
                 Wolfe
              
               was
               in
               the
               Fiction
               ,
               and
               Hung-up
               Indeed
               ,
               with
               their
               Crimes
               in
               Capital
               Letters
               on
               their
               Foreheads
               ,
               Common
               Truth
               and
               Honesty
               among
               Men
               would
               be
               more
               Sacred
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXXIX
             .
             An
             
               Incouragable
               Son.
            
             
          
           
             IT
             was
             the
             Hard
             Lot
             of
             a
             very
             Good
             Man
             to
             have
             a
             Vicious
             Young
             Fellow
             to
             his
             Son
             ;
             and
             he
             did
             what
             he
             could
             to
             Reclaim
             him
             :
             But
             Sir
             (
             says
             he
             )
             for
             Brevities
             sake
             ,
             't
             is
             only
             so
             much
             Time
             and
             Councel
             thrown
             away
             ;
             for
             all
             the
             Parsons
             a●…
             the
             Town
             have
             been
             Baiting
             me
             I
             know
             not
             how
             long
             now
             ,
             upon
             the
             same
             Subject
             ,
             and
             I
             'm
             not
             One
             Jot
             the
             Better
             for
             't
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Some
               Men
               Live
               as
               if
               they
               had
               made
               a
               Covenant
               with
               Hell
               ;
               Let
               Divines
               ,
               Fathers
               ,
               Friends
               say
               what
               they
               will
               ,
               they
               Stop
               their
               Ears
               against
               them
               :
               And
               Good
               Counsel
               is
               wholly
               Cast
               away
               upon
               them
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Fable
               would
               go
               a
               Great
               way
               ,
               if
               it
               were
               wrought
               up
               to
               the
               Heighth
               .
               As
               for
               the
               Purpose
               ;
               to
               all
               Manner
               of
               Graceless
               ,
               and
               Hopeless
               Characters
               .
               Some
               People
               are
               lost
               for
               want
               of
               Good
               Advice
               ;
               Others
               for
               want
               of
               giving
               Good
               Heed
               to
               't
               ;
               And
               some
               again
               take
               up
               Resolutions
               before-hand
               never
               to
               Mend.
               Nay
               there
               are
               Those
               that
               Value
               themselves
               upon
               the
               very
               Contempt
               of
               All
               that
               .
               is
               Sacred
               and
               Honest
               ,
               and
               make
               it
               a
               Point
               of
               Bravery
               to
               bid
               Defiance
               to
               the
               Oracles
               of
               Divine
               Revelation
               ,
               the
               Motions
               of
               Reasonable
               Nature
               ,
               and
               the
               Laws
               of
               Government
               .
               This
               Contradiction
               to
               the
               Duty
               of
               a
               Sober
               Man
               is
               yet
               farther
               Heighten'd
               ,
               by
               the
               Disobedience
               of
               a
               Son
               to
               a
               Parent
               :
               and
               farther
               yet
               ,
               by
               a
               Spiteful
               Opposition
               to
               All
               the
               Precepts
               of
               Morality
               and
               Religion
               .
               There
               's
               somewhat
               of
               a
               Droll-Mixture
               in
               This
               Bantering
               way
               of
               Liberty
               ,
               to
               make
               a
               body
               Laugh
               where
               he
               should
               Cry
               :
               But
               't
               is
               past
               a
               Sporting
               Matter
               ,
               when
               the
               most
               Necessary
               Duties
               of
               Christianity
               come
               to
               be
               the
               Question
               .
               There
               's
               No
               Room
               for
               Trifling
               in
               Those
               Cases
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXXX
             .
             A
             Sheep-Biter
             Hang'd
             .
          
           
             A
             Certain
             Shepherd
             had
             One
             Favourite-Dog
             ,
             that
             he
             had
             a
             Particular
             Confidence
             in
             above
             all
             the
             rest
             .
             He
             fed
             him
             with
             his
             Own
             hand
             ,
             and
             took
             more
             Care
             of
             him
             ,
             in
             short
             ,
             then
             of
             any
             of
             his
             Fellows
             .
             This
             Kindness
             went
             on
             a
             Long
             Time
             ,
             'till
             in
             Conclusion
             ,
             upon
             the
             Missing
             of
             some
             Sheep
             ,
             
             he
             fancy'd
             This
             Cur
             to
             be
             False
             to
             him
             :
             After
             This
             Jealousy
             ,
             he
             kept
             a
             Strict
             Eye
             upon
             him
             ,
             and
             in
             fine
             ,
             found
             it
             out
             ,
             that
             This
             Trusty
             Servant
             of
             his
             was
             the
             Felon
             .
             Upon
             the
             Discovery
             ,
             he
             had
             him
             presently
             taken
             up
             ,
             and
             bad
             him
             prepare
             for
             Execution
             .
             Alas
             !
             Master
             ,
             says
             the
             Dog
             ,
             I
             am
             One
             of
             your
             Family
             ,
             and
             't
             would
             be
             hard
             to
             put
             a
             Domestique
             to
             Extremities
             :
             Turn
             your
             Displeasure
             upon
             the
             Wolves
             rather
             ,
             that
             make
             a
             Daily
             Practice
             on
             't
             to
             Worry
             your
             Sheep
             .
             No
             ,
             no
             ,
             says
             the
             Shepherd
             ,
             I
             'd
             sooner
             Spare
             
               Forty
               Wolves
            
             that
             make
             it
             their
             Profession
             to
             Kill
             Sheep
             ,
             then
             One
             
               Sheep-biting
               Cur
            
             that
             's
             Trusted
             with
             the
             Care
             of
             them
             .
             There
             's
             somewhat
             of
             Franckness
             and
             Generosity
             in
             the
             One
             ;
             but
             the
             Other
             is
             the
             Basest
             of
             Treacheries
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               No
               Perfidy
               like
               Breach
               of
               Faith
               and
               Trust
               ,
               under
               the
               Seal
               of
               Friendship
               :
               For
               an
               Adversary
               under
               That
               Masque
               ,
               is
               much
               more
               Unpardonable
               then
               a
               Barefac'd
               Enemy
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               are
               
                 Political
                 Sheep-biters
              
               as
               well
               as
               
                 Pastoral
                 ;
                 Betrayers
                 of
                 Publique
                 Trusts
                 ,
              
               as
               well
               as
               of
               Private
               ;
               And
               
                 Humane
                 Curs
              
               that
               are
               as
               Wolvish
               as
               the
               Other
               .
               This
               Maxim
               however
               ,
               holds
               in
               All
               Cases
               ;
               that
               Breach
               of
               Faith
               ,
               and
               Trust
               ,
               is
               the
               most
               Odious
               ,
               Inhospitable
               and
               Inhumane
               of
               Civil
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               of
               Moral
               Offences
               .
               A
               special
               Confidence
               in
               One
               more
               then
               in
               Another
               ,
               though
               from
               a
               King
               to
               a
               Subject
               ,
               or
               from
               a
               Master
               to
               a
               Servant
               ,
               has
               some
               Analogy
               in
               't
               of
               Friendship
               ,
               but
               the
               Matter
               should
               be
               thoroughly
               Weigh'd
               and
               Examin'd
               ,
               before
               we
               put
               it
               to
               the
               Utmost
               Tryal
               and
               Test.
               A
               Man
               may
               be
               too
               Hard
               ,
               or
               too
               Easy
               ;
               too
               Advent'rous
               or
               too
               Wary
               ,
               in
               passing
               a
               Judgment
               upon
               the
               Character
               of
               the
               Person
               ▪
               :
               But
               above
               all
               things
               ,
               it
               will
               concern
               us
               perfectly
               to
               Understand
               the
               Honour
               ,
               the
               Practice
               ,
               and
               the
               Conversation
               of
               the
               Man
               we
               Propose
               for
               a
               Friend
               ,
               before
               we
               lay
               any
               Stress
               upon
               his
               Faith
               ;
               Not
               but
               that
               we
               may
               believe
               Well
               of
               a
               Man
               ,
               and
               yet
               not
               think
               fit
               to
               Trust
               him
               :
               So
               that
               a
               Charity
               on
               the
               One
               hand
               does
               not
               Authorize
               a
               Confidence
               on
               the
               Other
               :
               It
               is
               not
               Amiss
               however
               ,
               to
               lay
               Baits
               for
               a
               Man
               in
               such
               a
               Case
               ,
               and
               to
               try
               him
               on
               the
               Blind-side
               .
               As
               if
               a
               Man
               be
               Covetous
               ,
               Profit
               ,
               or
               Bribes
               may
               put
               him
               to
               the
               Test
               ,
               and
               so
               Answerably
               in
               Other
               Cases
               .
               Powerful
               Temptations
               Articificially
               Dispos'd
               ,
               are
               the
               Best
               Essay
               ,
               and
               Assurance
               of
               a
               Man's
               Faith
               and
               Honesty
               that
               the
               Matter
               will
               bear
               .
               This
               Dog
               here
               would
               perhaps
               have
               Fought
               for
               his
               Master
               in
               any
               Other
               Case
               ,
               though
               he
               Betray'd
               him
               in
               This
               :
               But
               the
               Love
               of
               Mutton
               was
               his
               Weak
               side
               :
               Which
               in
               some
               sort
               Answers
               to
               That
               which
               we
               call
               
                 Peccatum
                 in
                 Delicijs
              
               in
               Mankind
               .
               This
               Infirmity
               however
               did
               not
               Excuse
               the
               Treachery
               ,
               and
               the
               Kinder
               the
               Master
               the
               more
               Unpardonable
               is
               the
               Traytor
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXXXI
             .
             A
             Bull
             and
             a
             Ram.
             
          
           
             THere
             was
             One
             Master-Ram
             that
             Beat
             All
             his
             Fellows
             out
             of
             the
             Field
             ,
             and
             was
             so
             Puff'd
             up
             with
             the
             Glory
             of
             his
             Exploits
             ,
             that
             Nothing
             would
             serve
             him
             but
             he
             must
             Challenge
             a
             Bull
             to
             the
             Combat
             .
             They
             Met
             ,
             and
             upon
             the
             First
             Encounter
             ,
             there
             lay
             the
             Ram
             for
             Dead
             ;
             but
             coming
             to
             himself
             again
             ;
             Well
             (
             says
             he
             )
             This
             is
             the
             Fruit
             of
             my
             Insolence
             ,
             and
             Folly
             ,
             in
             Provoking
             an
             Enemy
             ,
             that
             Nature
             has
             made
             my
             Superior
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Where
               People
               will
               be
               Provoking
               and
               Challenging
               their
               Superiors
               ,
               either
               in
               Strength
               ,
               or
               Power
               ,
               't
               is
               not
               so
               much
               a
               Bravery
               of
               Spirit
               ,
               as
               a
               Rude
               and
               Brutal
               Rashness
               ;
               and
               they
               pay
               Dear
               for
               't
               at
               last
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               not
               Courage
               ,
               but
               Temerity
               ,
               for
               Men
               to
               Venture
               their
               Lives
               ,
               Reputations
               and
               Fortunes
               upon
               Unequal
               Encounters
               ;
               Unless
               where
               they
               are
               Oblig'd
               by
               an
               Over-ruling
               Impulse
               of
               Honour
               ,
               Conscience
               ,
               and
               Duty
               ,
               to
               stand
               All
               Hazzards
               .
               That
               which
               the
               World
               Accounts
               Brave
               ,
               is
               in
               Truth
               ,
               no
               Better
               than
               Brutal
               ,
               where
               there
               is
               not
               Reason
               ,
               Justice
               ,
               and
               Prudence
               to
               Direct
               and
               Govern
               it
               .
               'T
               is
               One
               thing
               for
               a
               Man
               to
               be
               Firm
               ,
               and
               Fearless
               ,
               against
               Honest
               Dangers
               ,
               let
               them
               appear
               never
               so
               Terrible
               ,
               when
               his
               Honour
               for
               the
               Purpose
               ,
               his
               Country
               ,
               or
               his
               Conscience
               ,
               calls
               upon
               him
               to
               Encounter
               them
               :
               But
               to
               run
               his
               Head
               against
               Stone-Walls
               ,
               or
               to
               put
               his
               Shoulders
               to
               a
               Sea-Breach
               ,
               to
               Attempt
               Insuperable
               Difficulties
               ,
               and
               Needlesly
               to
               Provoke
               Invincible
               Enemies
               ,
               purely
               out
               of
               a
               Vain
               Opinion
               of
               his
               Own
               Strength
               ;
               This
               would
               be
               just
               the
               Moral
               of
               the
               Ram
               here
               in
               the
               Fable
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXXXI
             .
             A
             Widow
             and
             a
             Green
             Ass.
             
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Widow
             that
             had
             a
             Twittering
             toward
             a
             second
             Husband
             ,
             and
             she
             took
             a
             Gossipping
             Companion
             of
             hers
             to
             her
             Assistance
             ,
             how
             to
             Manage
             the
             Job
             .
             The
             Truth
             of
             it
             is
             ,
             says
             she
             ,
             I
             have
             a
             Dear
             Mind
             to
             Another
             Bedfellow
             ;
             but
             the
             Devillish
             People
             would
             keep
             such
             a
             Snearing
             ,
             and
             Pointing
             
             at
             me
             ,
             they
             'd
             make
             me
             e'en
             Weary
             of
             my
             Life
             .
             You
             are
             a
             
               Fine
               Widow
               i'
               faith
            
             ,
             says
             T'other
             ,
             to
             Trouble
             your
             Head
             for
             the
             Talk
             of
             the
             People
             .
             Pray
             will
             ye
             Mind
             what
             I
             say
             to
             ye
             now
             .
             You
             have
             an
             Ass
             here
             in
             your
             Grounds
             ;
             go
             your
             ways
             and
             get
             That
             Ass
             Painted
             Green
             ,
             and
             then
             let
             him
             be
             carry'd
             up
             and
             down
             the
             Country
             for
             a
             Show
             .
             Do
             This
             ,
             I
             say
             ,
             without
             any
             more
             Words
             ,
             for
             Talk
             does
             but
             
               Burn
               Day-light
            
             .
             The
             Thing
             was
             done
             accordingly
             ;
             and
             for
             the
             first
             Four
             or
             Five
             Days
             ,
             the
             
               Green
               Ass
            
             had
             the
             Whole
             Country
             at
             his
             Heels
             ;
             Man
             ,
             Woman
             ,
             and
             Child
             ,
             Staring
             and
             Hooting
             after
             him
             .
             In
             four
             or
             five
             Days
             More
             ,
             the
             Humour
             was
             quite
             Spent
             ,
             and
             the
             Ass
             might
             Travel
             from
             Morning
             to
             Night
             ,
             and
             not
             One
             Creature
             to
             take
             Notice
             of
             him
             .
             Now
             (
             says
             the
             friendly
             Adviser
             )
             
               A
               New
               Marry'd
               Widow
            
             is
             a
             kind
             of
             a
             
               Green
               Ass
            
             :
             Every
             bodies
             Mouth
             will
             be
             Full
             on
             't
             for
             the
             first
             four
             or
             five
             Days
             ,
             and
             in
             four
             or
             five
             More
             ,
             the
             Story
             will
             e'en
             Talk
             it self
             Asleep
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Common
               Fame
               is
               as
               False
               and
               Impudent
               as
               a
               Common
               Strumpet
               .
               Let
               Every
               Man
               live
               to
               his
               Conscience
               ,
               and
               never
               Trouble
               his
               Head
               with
               the
               Talk
               of
               the
               People
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               There
               is
               no
               Mystery
               in
               telling
               us
               that
               a
               Widow
               may
               be
               Prevail'd
               upon
               to
               Think
               of
               a
               
                 Second
                 Husband
              
               ;
               but
               the
               Weight
               of
               This
               Emblem
               lies
               upon
               Those
               Cases
               where
               there
               Occur
               a
               Thousand
               Scruples
               ,
               and
               Difficulties
               ,
               that
               may
               startle
               People
               at
               first
               ,
               and
               yet
               in
               the
               Conclusion
               ,
               prove
               but
               a
               
                 Nine-Day's
                 Wonder
              
               .
               The
               Foolery
               of
               the
               Widow
               and
               the
               
                 Green
                 Ass
              
               ,
               shews
               pleasantly
               enough
               ,
               how
               Easy
               a
               Matter
               it
               is
               for
               a
               Bold
               Face
               ,
               a
               Good
               Assurance
               ,
               and
               a
               Reasonable
               Stock
               of
               Wit
               and
               Address
               ,
               to
               put
               Common
               Fame
               it self
               out
               of
               Countenance
               :
               And
               it
               is
               a
               part
               of
               Prudence
               beside
               ,
               not
               to
               sink
               under
               the
               Impression
               of
               an
               Ill
               Report
               :
               Provided
               there
               be
               Integrity
               and
               Innocence
               to
               Support
               That
               Firmness
               of
               Mind
               .
               A
               Wise
               Man
               will
               not
               make
               his
               Happiness
               Precarious
               :
               He
               looks
               to
               his
               Conscience
               ,
               and
               leaves
               the
               World
               to
               take
               its
               Course
               .
               'T
               is
               the
               Novelty
               ,
               not
               the
               Quality
               of
               Things
               ,
               that
               sets
               People
               a
               Gaping
               and
               a
               Gazing
               at
               them
               :
               But
               when
               they
               come
               once
               to
               be
               Familiar
               ,
               the
               Wonder
               goes
               off
               ,
               and
               Men
               return
               to
               their
               Wits
               again
               .
               The
               Main
               Consideration
               is
               This
               ,
               whether
               the
               Matter
               in
               Question
               be
               Good
               or
               Evil
               ;
               Honourable
               or
               Dishonourable
               ;
               Not
               according
               to
               a
               Vulgar
               Estimate
               ,
               but
               in
               the
               Genuine
               Truth
               ,
               and
               Nature
               of
               it
               .
               'T
               is
               Foolish
               ,
               either
               to
               Fear
               ,
               or
               to
               Mind
               what
               the
               People
               say
               of
               a
               Man
               ,
               in
               cases
               where
               he
               stands
               or
               falls
               to
               his
               Own
               Conscience
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXXXIII
             .
             An
             Eagle
             and
             Rabbets
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             an
             Eagle
             that
             drew
             a
             Nest
             of
             Rabbets
             ,
             and
             carry'd
             them
             away
             to
             her
             Young.
             The
             Mother-Cony
             follow'd
             her
             with
             Tears
             in
             her
             Eyes
             ,
             Adjuring
             her
             in
             the
             Name
             of
             All
             Those
             Powers
             that
             take
             care
             of
             the
             Innocent
             and
             Oppressed
             ,
             to
             have
             Compassion
             upon
             her
             Miserable
             Children
             :
             But
             she
             ,
             in
             an
             Outrage
             of
             Pride
             and
             Indignation
             ,
             Tears
             them
             presently
             to
             pieces
             .
             The
             Cony
             ,
             upon
             This
             ,
             Convenes
             a
             Whole
             Warren
             ;
             Tells
             her
             Story
             and
             Advises
             upon
             a
             Revenge
             :
             For
             
               Divine
               Iustice
            
             (
             says
             she
             )
             
               will
               never
               suffer
               so
               Barbarous
               a
               Cruelty
               to
               scape
               Unpunish'd
               .
            
             They
             Debated
             the
             Matter
             ,
             and
             came
             to
             an
             Unanimous
             
               Resolve
               upon
               the
               Question
            
             ,
             that
             there
             was
             no
             Way
             of
             paying
             the
             Eagle
             in
             her
             Kind
             ,
             but
             by
             Undermining
             the
             Tree
             where
             she
             Timber'd
             .
             So
             they
             all
             fell
             to
             VVork
             at
             the
             Roots
             of
             the
             Tree
             ,
             and
             left
             it
             so
             little
             Foot-hold
             ,
             that
             the
             first
             Blast
             of
             Wind
             laid
             it
             Flat
             upon
             the
             Ground
             ,
             
               Nest
               ,
               Eagles
               and
               All.
            
             Some
             of
             'em
             were
             Kill'd
             with
             the
             Fall
             ;
             Others
             were
             Eaten
             up
             by
             Birds
             and
             Beasts
             of
             Prey
             ,
             and
             the
             Cony
             had
             the
             Comfort
             at
             last
             ,
             of
             Destroying
             the
             Eagles
             Children
             ,
             in
             Revenge
             for
             her
             Own.
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               Highly
               Imprudent
               ,
               even
               in
               the
               Greatest
               of
               Men
               ,
               Unnecessarily
               to
               Provoke
               the
               Meanest
               :
               When
               the
               Pride
               of
               Pharaoh
               Himself
               was
               brought
               down
               by
               Miserable
               Frogs
               and
               Lice
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               's
               Nothing
               so
               Little
               as
               to
               be
               Wholly
               Despis'd
               ;
               for
               the
               most
               Inconsiderable
               of
               Creatures
               may
               at
               Some
               time
               or
               Other
               ,
               by
               some
               Means
               or
               Other
               ,
               come
               to
               Revenge
               it self
               upon
               the
               Greatest
               ;
               Not
               by
               it's
               Own
               Force
               so
               much
               ,
               as
               by
               the
               Working
               of
               Divine
               Justice
               ,
               that
               will
               not
               Suffer
               Oppression
               to
               pass
               Unpunish'd
               .
               In
               cases
               of
               Powerful
               Injustice
               ,
               the
               Greatest
               are
               not
               to
               Presume
               ,
               nor
               the
               Meanest
               to
               Despair
               .
            
             
               We
               are
               to
               Distinguish
               upon
               This
               Fable
               ,
               what
               the
               Eagle
               did
               as
               a
               Tyrant
               ,
               and
               what
               she
               did
               as
               
                 a
                 Bird
                 of
                 Prey
              
               :
               And
               likewise
               betwixt
               a
               Passion
               which
               is
               purely
               Vindictive
               ,
               and
               Those
               Counsels
               where
               Divine
               Justice
               Interposes
               toward
               the
               Avenging
               of
               the
               Innocent
               .
               Here
               is
               Power
               Triumphing
               over
               Weakness
               ;
               a
               Criminal
               Cruelty
               over
               Helpless
               Innocence
               ,
               and
               That
               Cruelty
               Inexorable
               too
               ,
               and
               Deaf
               to
               the
               Tears
               ,
               Supplications
               ,
               and
               Importunities
               of
               a
               Tender
               Mother
               ,
               on
               the
               Behalf
               of
               her
               Children
               .
               Now
               for
               the
               Humbling
               of
               This
               Unmerciful
               Pride
               in
               the
               Eagle
               ,
               Providence
               has
               found
               out
               a
               Way
               ,
               even
               by
               the
               most
               Despicable
               of
               Means
               and
               Creatures
               ,
               to
               the
               
               Wreaking
               of
               a
               Revenge
               ;
               which
               shews
               likewise
               that
               Heaven
               takes
               the
               Cause
               of
               the
               Weak
               and
               the
               Guiltless
               into
               a
               Particular
               Care.
               
            
             
               This
               Councel
               of
               the
               Rabbets
               has
               somewhat
               in
               it
               of
               the
               Debates
               of
               Popular
               Meetings
               ,
               where
               the
               Number
               and
               the
               Agreement
               Supplies
               the
               want
               of
               Other
               Means
               :
               And
               we
               are
               taught
               from
               hence
               too
               ,
               that
               States
               are
               not
               so
               much
               in
               danger
               of
               Open
               Force
               ,
               as
               of
               Secret
               Mines
               :
               For
               when
               the
               Foundation
               is
               once
               Loosen'd
               ;
               The
               Least
               Breath
               of
               a
               Commotion
               lays
               the
               Whole
               Building
               in
               Rubish
               .
               We
               are
               taught
               also
               ,
               that
               the
               Only
               ,
               or
               at
               least
               the
               Main
               Support
               of
               Power
               is
               Justice
               ,
               in
               the
               Due
               Distribution
               of
               Reward
               and
               Punishment
               .
               Where
               These
               Two
               Principles
               are
               Perverted
               ,
               the
               Government
               is
               off
               the
               Ballance
               ,
               and
               the
               Worse
               Part
               of
               it
               Out-Weighs
               the
               Other
               .
               But
               the
               Judgments
               of
               Heaven
               Supply
               the
               defects
               of
               Common
               Justice
               ,
               and
               Avenge
               the
               Cause
               of
               the
               Poor
               and
               Innocent
               upon
               the
               Heads
               of
               the
               Mighty
               .
               Vengeance
               ,
               in
               fine
               Treads
               upon
               the
               Heel
               of
               Oppression
               ,
               according
               to
               the
               Doctrine
               of
               This
               Fable
               of
               the
               Eagle
               and
               the
               Rabbets
               here
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXXXIV
             .
             A
             Pike
             sets
             up
             for
             Sovereignty
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Master-Pike
             ,
             that
             for
             his
             Bulk
             ,
             Beauty
             ,
             and
             Strength
             ,
             was
             look'd
             upon
             to
             be
             the
             Prince
             of
             the
             River
             ,
             but
             the
             Sovereignty
             of
             the
             
               Fresh
               Water
            
             would
             not
             Content
             him
             ,
             it
             seems
             ,
             unless
             he
             might
             Engross
             to
             himself
             the
             Empire
             of
             the
             Sea
             too
             .
             Upon
             This
             Ambitious
             Design
             ,
             he
             Launch'd
             out
             into
             the
             Ocean
             ,
             and
             put
             up
             his
             Claim
             to
             't
             ;
             But
             a
             Prodigious
             Dolphin
             took
             This
             Encroachment
             upon
             his
             Right
             ,
             in
             such
             Dudgeon
             ,
             that
             he
             set
             upon
             the
             Pike
             ;
             Gave
             him
             Chace
             ,
             and
             Pursu'd
             him
             to
             the
             very
             Borders
             of
             his
             Own
             Stream
             ,
             Insomuch
             that
             the
             Pike
             had
             enough
             to
             do
             to
             Save
             Himself
             ;
             and
             from
             That
             Time
             forward
             ,
             he
             had
             the
             Wit
             to
             keep
             within
             the
             Compass
             of
             his
             Own
             Dominions
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Ambition
               has
               no
               Other
               Bounds
               then
               what
               Providence
               has
               Prescrib'd
               to
               it
               ,
               for
               the
               Good
               of
               Mankind
               .
               
                 Here
                 shall
                 thy
                 Proud
                 Waves
                 Stay
                 :
              
               And
               there
               must
               be
               No
               Passing
               Those
               Limits
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               PROVIDENCE
               has
               Assign'd
               Every
               Man
               his
               Post
               and
               Station
               ,
               and
               He
               that
               either
               Relinquishes
               his
               Own
               Natural
               Right
               ,
               or
               Invades
               Anothers
               ,
               seldom
               fails
               of
               a
               Disappointment
               in
               the
               Conclusion
               .
               Or
               however
               ,
               in
               case
               of
               the
               most
               Successful
               Injustice
               ,
               Oppression
               ,
               and
               Usurpation
               ,
               there
               follows
               a
               Restless
               Anxiety
               in
               the
               keeping
               of
               what
               is
               Injuriously
               Gotten
               ;
               an
               Insatiable
               Thirst
               after
               More
               and
               More
               still
               ,
               and
               Nothing
               but
               Shame
               and
               Confusion
               in
               the
               End
               ,
               when
               he
               comes
               to
               Cast
               up
               Profit
               and
               Loss
               at
               the
               Foot
               
               of
               the
               Reck'ning
               .
               This
               Ambitious
               Pike
               is
               but
               the
               Figure
               of
               some
               Petty
               Prince
               ,
               that
               sets
               himself
               up
               to
               be
               Troublesome
               ,
               and
               to
               give
               Laws
               to
               a
               more
               Powerful
               Neighbour
               .
               The
               Dolphin
               Represents
               such
               a
               Power
               that
               's
               more
               then
               's
               Match
               ,
               and
               Beats
               him
               
                 Home
                 again
              
               .
               The
               Case
               of
               the
               Fishes
               in
               the
               Fable
               ,
               is
               much
               the
               same
               with
               That
               of
               Kings
               and
               States
               in
               
                 Common
                 Practice
              
               .
               And
               to
               carry
               the
               Allegory
               yet
               further
               ;
               As
               the
               Ocean
               ,
               on
               the
               One
               hand
               ,
               so
               the
               Whole
               World
               ,
               on
               the
               Other
               ,
               is
               made
               the
               Field
               of
               Battle
               .
               Now
               All
               This
               in
               the
               Moral
               ,
               serves
               only
               to
               bid
               us
               Moderate
               our
               Desires
               ;
               Keep
               our
               Affections
               within
               Bounds
               ,
               and
               Live
               Contented
               with
               our
               Lot.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXXXV
             .
             A
             Sheep
             picks
             a
             Quarel
             with
             a
             Shepherd
             .
          
           
             A
             Sheep
             that
             was
             to
             be
             Shorn
             ,
             took
             it
             very
             Ill
             of
             the
             Shepherd
             that
             he
             should
             not
             satisfie
             himself
             with
             the
             Milk
             she
             gave
             him
             ,
             without
             Stripping
             her
             of
             her
             Wooll
             too
             .
             The
             Shepherd
             ,
             upon
             This
             ,
             without
             any
             more
             Words
             ,
             took
             one
             of
             her
             Lambs
             in
             a
             Rage
             ,
             and
             put
             it
             to
             Death
             .
             Well
             ,
             says
             the
             Sheep
             ,
             and
             now
             y
             'ave
             done
             Your
             Worst
             I
             hope
             :
             No
             ,
             says
             the
             Shepherd
             ,
             when
             That
             's
             done
             I
             can
             Cut
             your
             Throat
             too
             ,
             if
             I
             have
             a
             Mind
             to
             't
             ,
             and
             throw
             ye
             to
             the
             Dogs
             ,
             or
             to
             the
             VVolves
             at
             pleasure
             .
             The
             Sheep
             said
             not
             One
             VVord
             more
             ,
             for
             fear
             of
             a
             Worse
             Mischief
             to
             come
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               When
               People
               Will
               not
               Submit
               to
               Reason
               by
               Fair
               Means
               ,
               they
               must
               be
               brought
               to
               't
               by
               Foul.
               
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               HE
               that
               is
               not
               Master
               of
               Himself
               ,
               or
               in
               his
               Own
               Power
               ,
               has
               no
               Other
               Game
               to
               play
               then
               to
               submit
               himself
               Contentedly
               to
               the
               Will
               of
               Another
               .
               Struggling
               is
               so
               far
               from
               setting
               him
               at
               Liberty
               ,
               that
               it
               only
               ties
               the
               Knot
               the
               Harder
               .
               There
               must
               be
               no
               Muttering
               at
               Heaven
               for
               the
               Loss
               of
               Fortune
               ,
               Children
               ,
               or
               whatever
               else
               can
               be
               Dear
               to
               us
               ;
               for
               there
               are
               Greater
               Afflictions
               in
               store
               for
               Those
               that
               shall
               Dare
               to
               Prescribe
               Rules
               and
               Measures
               to
               the
               Divine
               Providence
               .
               Wherefore
               we
               should
               All
               set
               our
               Hearts
               at
               rest
               ,
               upon
               These
               Two
               Considerations
               ,
               First
               ,
               that
               whatsoever
               comes
               from
               above
               ,
               is
               for
               the
               Best
               ,
               and
               2ly
               .
               That
               there
               's
               No
               Contending
               with
               it
               .
               The
               Pot
               must
               not
               chop
               Logick
               ,
               and
               Expostulate
               with
               the
               Potter
               :
               And
               so
               for
               a
               Sheep
               to
               tell
               the
               Shepherd
               when
               he
               has
               Kill'd
               her
               Lamb
               ,
               that
               
                 now
                 he
                 has
                 done
                 his
                 Worst
              
               ;
               't
               is
               such
               Another
               kind
               of
               Defiance
               ,
               as
               that
               of
               
                 Iob's
                 Wife
              
               was
               ,
               when
               she
               bad
               her
               Husband
               
                 Curse
                 God
                 and
                 Die.
              
               We
               are
               not
               the
               Carvers
               of
               our
               Own
               Fortunes
               ,
               and
               This
               way
               of
               Proceeding
               is
               an
               Affront
               to
               all
               the
               Dictates
               ,
               Lights
               ,
               and
               Duties
               of
               Religion
               ,
               Nature
               and
               Reason
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXXXVI
             .
             A
             
               Creaking
               Wheel
            
             .
          
           
             A
             Wagoner
             took
             Notice
             upon
             the
             Creaking
             of
             a
             Wheel
             ,
             that
             it
             was
             the
             
               Worst
               Wheel
            
             of
             the
             Four
             ,
             that
             made
             the
             most
             Noise
             ,
             and
             was
             Wond'ring
             at
             the
             Reason
             of
             it
             .
             Oh
             ,
             says
             the
             Wagon
             ,
             They
             that
             are
             Sickly
             are
             ever
             the
             most
             Piping
             and
             Troublesome
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               with
               Creaking
               Wheels
               as
               't
               is
               with
               Courtiers
               ,
               Physicians
               ,
               Lawyers
               (
               and
               with
               whom
               not
               ?
               )
               They
               want
               Greazing
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               WHEN
               People
               are
               Crazy
               ,
               and
               in
               Disorder
               ,
               't
               is
               but
               Natural
               for
               them
               to
               Groan
               ,
               and
               to
               Complain
               .
               This
               is
               a
               Far-Fetch'd
               Allusion
               ,
               but
               it
               must
               serve
               for
               want
               of
               a
               Better
               .
               The
               Uneasiness
               of
               a
               sickly
               habit
               of
               Body
               ,
               is
               some
               sort
               of
               Excuse
               for
               being
               Troublesome
               and
               Importune
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXXXVII
             .
             A
             Man
             had
             a
             Mind
             to
             try
             His
             Friends
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Generous
             Rich
             Man
             that
             kept
             a
             Splendid
             and
             an
             Open
             Table
             ,
             and
             Consequently
             never
             Wanted
             Guests
             .
             This
             Person
             found
             All
             People
             came
             to
             him
             Promiscuously
             ,
             and
             a
             Curiosity
             took
             him
             in
             the
             Head
             to
             try
             ,
             which
             of
             'em
             were
             Friends
             ,
             and
             which
             ,
             only
             Trencher-Flies
             ,
             and
             Spungers
             .
             So
             he
             took
             an
             Occasion
             One
             Day
             at
             a
             Full
             Table
             ,
             to
             tell
             them
             of
             a
             Quarrel
             he
             had
             ,
             and
             that
             he
             was
             just
             then
             a
             going
             to
             Demand
             Satisfaction
             .
             There
             must
             be
             so
             many
             to
             so
             many
             ,
             and
             he
             made
             no
             doubt
             ,
             but
             they
             'd
             stand
             by
             him
             with
             their
             Swords
             in
             their
             Hands
             .
             They
             All
             Excus'd
             themselves
             save
             only
             Two
             ;
             which
             Two
             he
             reckon'd
             upon
             as
             his
             Friends
             ,
             and
             All
             the
             rest
             no
             Better
             then
             Hangers-on
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               We
               may
               Talk
               of
               Many
               Friends
               ;
               but
               not
               One
               Man
               of
               a
               Thousand
               will
               stand
               the
               Test.
               
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               's
               No
               Tryal
               of
               a
               True
               Friend
               ,
               but
               in
               cases
               of
               Difficulty
               ;
               as
               Loss
               ,
               Trouble
               ,
               or
               Danger
               ;
               for
               That
               's
               the
               Time
               of
               Distinguishing
               what
               a
               Man
               does
               for
               My
               sake
               ,
               and
               what
               for
               his
               Own.
               
            
             
               It
               is
               an
               Unhappy
               Thing
               that
               Princes
               and
               Great
               Men
               ,
               who
               seem
               to
               have
               the
               least
               need
               of
               Friends
               ,
               should
               in
               truth
               have
               the
               Greatest
               ,
               and
               yet
               at
               the
               same
               time
               the
               Greatest
               Difficulty
               of
               Knowing
               them
               too
               ,
               for
               want
               of
               Occasions
               to
               put
               them
               to
               the
               Tryal
               .
               There
               is
               No
               Proof
               of
               Friendship
               like
               Frequent
               Experiment
               .
               Now
               Princes
               are
               above
               the
               want
               of
               Those
               Common
               Offices
               that
               pass
               for
               Friendship
               betwixt
               Man
               an
               Man
               ,
               as
               in
               Matter
               of
               Money
               ,
               Liberty
               ,
               Protection
               ,
               and
               the
               like
               .
               People
               do
               not
               Flock
               to
               Courts
               so
               much
               for
               their
               Masters
               service
               ,
               as
               for
               the
               making
               of
               their
               Own
               Fortunes
               .
               How
               shall
               any
               Man
               distinguish
               now
               betwixt
               a
               Parasite
               ,
               and
               a
               Man
               of
               Honour
               ;
               where
               they
               are
               All
               on
               the
               Receiving
               Hand
               ,
               and
               where
               Hypocrisie
               ,
               and
               Interest
               looks
               so
               like
               Duty
               and
               Affection
               ?
               He
               that
               well
               Considers
               the
               Practice
               of
               the
               World
               ,
               will
               find
               the
               Fiction
               of
               the
               Rich
               Man
               in
               This
               Fable
               to
               be
               in
               some
               Proportion
               the
               Common
               case
               of
               Mankind
               .
               An
               Undistinguishable
               Facility
               shall
               never
               fail
               of
               Meeting
               with
               an
               Undistinguishable
               Infidelity
               ;
               which
               is
               no
               Other
               then
               a
               Just
               Judgment
               upon
               an
               Inconsiderate
               Bounty
               ,
               'T
               is
               the
               Benefactors
               Fate
               in
               fine
               ,
               to
               be
               either
               Deserted
               or
               Betray'd
               by
               those
               that
               he
               has
               fed
               ,
               and
               with
               Acteon
               ,
               to
               be
               Worry'd
               by
               
                 his
                 Own
                 Curs
              
               .
               He
               that
               keeps
               an
               Open
               House
               for
               All
               Comers
               ,
               should
               do
               well
               to
               Consider
               that
               there
               are
               Oglios
               of
               Guests
               as
               well
               as
               of
               Dishes
               ,
               and
               that
               the
               Liberty
               of
               a
               Common
               Table
               is
               as
               Good
               as
               a
               Tacit
               Invitation
               to
               All
               sorts
               of
               Intruders
               ;
               As
               
                 Buffoon
                 ,
                 Spyes
                 ,
                 Tale-Bearers
                 ,
                 Flatterers
                 ,
                 Epicures
                 ,
                 Indigents
                 ,
              
               &c.
               
               Now
               These
               are
               All
               but
               so
               many
               Flies
               that
               Come
               and
               Go
               with
               the
               Meat
               .
               And
               whereas
               the
               Mythologist
               lays
               the
               Stress
               upon
               This
               Point
               ,
               That
               the
               Master
               of
               the
               House
               could
               find
               but
               
                 Two
                 Friends
              
               in
               such
               a
               Crowd
               of
               People
               ,
               't
               is
               my
               Admiration
               on
               the
               Other
               hand
               rather
               ,
               that
               he
               should
               find
               so
               Many
               ,
               in
               the
               License
               of
               a
               Conversation
               that
               was
               made
               so
               Scandalous
               by
               the
               Company
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXXXVIII
             .
             A
             Fox
             Praising
             
               Hares
               Flesh.
            
             
          
           
             AS
             a
             Dog
             was
             Pressing
             hard
             upon
             the
             very
             Breech
             of
             a
             Fox
             ,
             Up
             starts
             a
             Hare
             .
             Pray
             Hold
             a
             Little
             ,
             says
             the
             Fox
             ,
             and
             take
             That
             Hare
             there
             while
             she
             is
             to
             be
             had
             :
             You
             never
             Tasted
             such
             a
             Morsel
             since
             you
             were
             Born
             ;
             But
             I
             am
             all
             over
             Tainted
             and
             Rotten
             ,
             and
             a
             Mouthful
             of
             My
             Flesh
             would
             be
             enough
             to
             Poyson
             ye
             .
             The
             Dog
             immediately
             left
             the
             Fox
             ;
             and
             took
             a
             Course
             at
             the
             Hare
             ;
             but
             she
             was
             too
             Nimble
             for
             him
             ,
             it
             seems
             ,
             and
             when
             he
             saw
             he
             could
             not
             Catch
             her
             ,
             he
             very
             Discreetly
             let
             her
             go
             .
             The
             Hare
             had
             heard
             what
             pass'd
             ;
             and
             Meeting
             the
             Fox
             Two
             or
             Three
             Days
             after
             ,
             she
             told
             him
             how
             Basely
             he
             
             had
             serv'd
             her
             .
             Nay
             ,
             says
             the
             Fox
             ,
             if
             You
             take
             it
             so
             Heavily
             that
             I
             spoke
             Well
             of
             ye
             ,
             what
             would
             you
             have
             done
             if
             I
             had
             Spoken
             Ill
             ?
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               A
               Designing
               Back-Friend
               is
               the
               Worst
               of
               Enemies
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               are
               some
               sorts
               of
               Commendation
               ,
               and
               some
               Cases
               and
               Seasons
               of
               Applying
               it
               ,
               that
               are
               more
               Malicious
               ,
               and
               Mischievous
               ,
               then
               the
               Worst
               of
               Calumnies
               .
               Here
               's
               a
               Fox
               at
               a
               Pinch
               ;
               and
               what
               's
               His
               Bus'ness
               now
               ,
               but
               to
               Stop
               the
               Dogs
               Mouth
               with
               a
               piece
               of
               
                 Hares
                 Flesh
              
               ,
               for
               the
               Saving
               of
               his
               Own
               Skin
               !
               A
               Puss
               ,
               says
               he
               ,
               is
               much
               Better
               Meat
               then
               a
               Fox
               ,
               and
               This
               Good
               Office
               over
               the
               Last
               Shoulder
               ,
               is
               the
               Civility
               that
               he
               Values
               himself
               upon
               .
               He
               gives
               her
               his
               Good
               Word
               ,
               (
               as
               we
               call
               it
               )
               to
               the
               very
               End
               that
               she
               may
               be
               Eaten
               .
               How
               many
               Thousands
               of
               These
               
                 Foxes
                 Complements
              
               do
               we
               meet
               with
               in
               Our
               Dayly
               Practice
               and
               Conversation
               .
               But
               a
               Crafty
               Knave
               is
               never
               without
               somewhat
               or
               Other
               to
               say
               for
               Himself
               ,
               and
               a
               Bad
               Excuse
               is
               Better
               then
               None
               .
               The
               Foxes
               Civility
               ,
               in
               fine
               ,
               was
               Roguery
               all
               over
               ;
               and
               his
               Praising
               the
               Hares-Flesh
               to
               the
               Dog
               ,
               was
               Effectually
               no
               more
               then
               
                 a
                 Letter
                 of
                 Recommendation
                 to
                 the
                 Common
                 Hang-man
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXXXIX
             .
             A
             Plain
             Horse
             Wins
             the
             Prize
             .
          
           
             THere
             were
             a
             Great
             many
             Brave
             ,
             Sightly
             Horses
             with
             Rich
             Trappings
             that
             were
             brought
             out
             One
             day
             to
             the
             Course
             ,
             and
             Only
             
               One
               Plain
               Nag
            
             in
             the
             Company
             that
             made
             sport
             for
             All
             the
             rest
             .
             But
             when
             they
             came
             at
             last
             to
             the
             Tryal
             ,
             This
             was
             the
             Horse
             that
             ran
             the
             Whole
             Field
             out
             of
             Distance
             ,
             and
             VVon
             the
             Race
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Our
               Senses
               are
               No
               Competent
               Iudges
               of
               the
               Excellencies
               of
               the
               Mind
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               HE
               that
               Judges
               by
               the
               Outside
               ,
               and
               Pronounces
               upon
               the
               Bare
               Appearance
               of
               Things
               ,
               runs
               a
               great
               many
               Mistakes
               in
               One
               ;
               for
               there
               's
               Temerity
               ,
               Folly
               ,
               Pride
               ,
               and
               Ill
               Nature
               in
               't
               ;
               Especially
               where
               the
               Censure
               is
               accompany'd
               with
               Mockery
               and
               Scorn
               .
               'T
               is
               Inhumane
               ,
               at
               the
               Best
               ,
               to
               make
               Sport
               with
               one
               Another's
               Infirmities
               ;
               which
               in
               Honour
               ,
               and
               Christianity
               ,
               we
               are
               bound
               to
               Cover
               .
               But
               it
               is
               Pleasant
               enough
               then
               ,
               if
               People
               
               will
               be
               putting
               themselves
               upon
               a
               Tryal
               of
               skill
               ,
               to
               see
               a
               Bantering
               Pretender
               made
               an
               Ass
               of
               by
               the
               very
               Man
               that
               He
               Himself
               has
               Mark'd
               out
               for
               a
               Coxcomb
               :
               which
               is
               no
               Other
               ,
               in
               Plain
               English
               ,
               then
               a
               Fair
               Appeal
               to
               the
               Company
               ,
               which
               is
               the
               Arranter
               Fool
               of
               the
               Two.
               In
               One
               Word
               ,
               there
               's
               Nothing
               lays
               a
               Man
               more
               Open
               ,
               then
               Laughing
               ,
               out
               of
               Measure
               ,
               and
               out
               of
               Season
               .
               To
               Instance
               in
               a
               Cavalier
               of
               My
               Acquaintance
               that
               was
               up
               to
               the
               Ears
               in
               Love
               with
               a
               very
               Fine
               Lady
               ,
               that
               wanted
               neither
               Air
               ,
               Shape
               ,
               Dress
               ,
               Quality
               ,
               nor
               any
               Other
               of
               Those
               Charming
               Circumstances
               to
               Recommend
               her
               to
               any
               Honest
               Man
               to
               Play
               the
               Fool
               withal
               .
               He
               had
               his
               Mistress
               to
               a
               Comedy
               once
               ,
               where
               she
               was
               wonderfully
               pleas'd
               ,
               but
               had
               ,
               the
               Ill
               Hap
               to
               Laugh
               still
               in
               the
               
                 Wrong
                 Place
              
               :
               The
               Poor
               Man
               Observ'd
               it
               ,
               and
               his
               Fancy
               fell
               so
               Sick
               upon
               't
               ,
               that
               the
               Fit
               went
               off
               immediately
               ,
               and
               he
               was
               his
               own
               Man
               for
               ever
               after
               .
               This
               comes
               of
               Judging
               by
               the
               Eye
               without
               Consulting
               the
               Reason
               of
               the
               Matter
               ;
               and
               of
               setting
               our
               Hearts
               upon
               the
               Shape
               ,
               Colour
               ,
               and
               External
               Beauty
               of
               Things
               ,
               without
               any
               Regard
               to
               the
               Internal
               Excellence
               and
               Virtue
               of
               them
               .
               The
               
                 Plain
                 Nag
              
               here
               was
               like
               to
               have
               been
               Laugh'd
               out
               of
               the
               Field
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               out
               of
               Countenance
               ,
               till
               he
               came
               upon
               the
               Tryal
               to
               Prove
               Those
               to
               be
               
                 Iades
                 Themselves
              
               that
               made
               Sport
               with
               him
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXL
             .
             A
             Country-man
             and
             a
             Kid.
             
          
           
             A
             Country-man
             that
             was
             Hamper'd
             in
             a
             Law-Suit
             ,
             had
             a
             near
             Friend
             and
             Kinsman
             ,
             it
             seems
             ,
             that
             was
             a
             Lawyer
             ,
             and
             to
             Him
             he
             went
             again
             and
             again
             ,
             for
             Advice
             upon
             the
             Point
             ;
             but
             he
             was
             Still
             so
             Busie
             ,
             and
             Busie
             ,
             that
             he
             must
             come
             Another
             Time.
             The
             Poor
             Fellow
             took
             a
             Delicate
             Fat
             Kid
             with
             him
             ,
             Next
             Bout
             ,
             and
             the
             Lawyers
             Clark
             ,
             upon
             hearing
             the
             Voice
             of
             it
             at
             the
             Door
             ;
             let
             the
             Man
             in
             ,
             and
             carry'd
             him
             to
             his
             Master
             ,
             where
             he
             laid
             Open
             his
             Case
             ,
             Took
             his
             Opinion
             ;
             made
             Two
             Legs
             ,
             One
             to
             the
             Counsel
             for
             Receiving
             of
             him
             ;
             T'other
             to
             the
             Kid
             for
             Introducing
             him
             ,
             and
             so
             went
             his
             VVay
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Money
               is
               a
               Passe-par-Tout
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               with
               Money
               as
               't
               is
               with
               Majesty
               ;
               All
               Other
               Powers
               and
               Authorities
               Cease
               while
               That
               's
               in
               Place
               .
               
                 'T
                 is
                 That
                 which
                 makes
                 the
                 Pot
                 Boyl
              
               (
               as
               the
               Proverb
               says
               )
               
                 though
                 the
                 Devil
                 Piss
                 in
                 the
                 Fire
                 .
              
               Fathers
               ,
               Mothers
               ,
               Brothers
               ,
               Sisters
               ,
               Relations
               ,
               Friendships
               ,
               are
               but
               Empty
               Names
               of
               Things
               ,
               
               and
               
                 Words
                 Butter
                 No
                 Parsnips
              
               .
               'T
               is
               Interest
               that
               Governs
               the
               World
               ;
               and
               the
               Rulers
               of
               it
               ;
               Ecclesiastical
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               Civil
               ;
               for
               it
               Works
               in
               All
               Degrees
               and
               Qualities
               of
               Men
               ;
               and
               we
               have
               learnt
               by
               Experience
               ,
               that
               the
               Pulpit
               may
               be
               made
               to
               have
               a
               Feeling
               in
               the
               Case
               as
               well
               as
               the
               
                 Bar.
                 Money
              
               ,
               in
               fine
               ,
               is
               an
               Universal
               Pasport
               ,
               and
               All
               Doors
               Fly
               Open
               to
               't
               .
               It
               Answers
               All
               Objections
               ,
               Resolves
               All
               Scruples
               ,
               and
               turns
               up
               what
               Religion
               Trump
               ,
               it
               pleases
               .
               In
               One
               Word
               ,
               
                 Quid
                 Dabitis
                 &
                 Tradam
              
               ?
               may
               be
               the
               Motto
               of
               Corrupt
               Nature
               .
               This
               Fable
               was
               Excellently
               well
               Moraliz'd
               by
               a
               Famous
               Councel
               of
               our
               Times
               .
               One
               gave
               him
               a
               Fee
               of
               Forty
               Broad
               Pieces
               :
               He
               took
               'em
               ,
               and
               Counted
               'em
               (
               as
               
                 a
                 Man
                 may
                 Count
                 Money
                 after
                 his
                 Father
              
               they
               say
               )
               Well
               ,
               says
               he
               ,
               Here
               are
               
                 Forty
                 Pieces
                 ,
                 Pugnabo
              
               FORTITER
               Make
               them
               
                 Ten
                 more
              
               and
               Pugnabo
               FIFTITER
               ,
               
                 In
                 forma
                 Pauperis
              
               is
               no
               good
               Lawyers
               Latin.
               Kin'red
               are
               no
               Wellcome
               Clients
               ,
               where
               the
               Nearness
               of
               the
               Relation
               gives
               them
               a
               kind
               of
               Title
               to
               have
               Advice
               Gratis
               ,
               but
               where
               the
               Cousin
               cannot
               Prevail
               ,
               the
               Kid
               must
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXLI
             .
             A
             
               Weak
               Young
               Man
            
             and
             a
             Wolfe
             .
          
           
             A
             
               Creeping
               Young
               Fellow
            
             that
             had
             Committed
             Matrimony
             with
             a
             Brisk
             Gamesome
             Lass
             ,
             was
             so
             Alter'd
             upon
             't
             in
             a
             Few
             Days
             ,
             that
             he
             was
             liker
             a
             Sceleton
             then
             a
             
               Living
               Man.
            
             He
             was
             Basking
             himself
             One
             time
             in
             the
             Gleam
             of
             the
             Sun
             ,
             and
             some
             Huntsmen
             pass'd
             by
             him
             upon
             the
             Chace
             of
             a
             Wolfe
             that
             led
             'em
             That
             VVay
             .
             VVhy
             how
             comes
             it
             (
             says
             he
             )
             that
             you
             don't
             Catch
             That
             Wolfe
             ?
             They
             told
             him
             that
             he
             was
             too
             Nimble
             for
             '
             em
             .
             VVell
             (
             says
             he
             )
             If
             My
             VVife
             had
             the
             Ordering
             of
             him
             she
             'd
             Spoil
             his
             Footmanship
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Marriage
               they
               say
               Breeds
               Cares
               and
               Cuckolds
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               FLESH
               and
               Bloud
               is
               but
               Flesh
               and
               Bloud
               ;
               and
               the
               Indulging
               of
               Inordinate
               Appetites
               is
               the
               Ruine
               of
               Body
               ,
               Soul
               ,
               and
               Estate
               .
               This
               Fellow
               should
               have
               Consulted
               the
               Circumstances
               of
               his
               Constitution
               ,
               before
               he
               made
               That
               Desperate
               Leap
               ;
               for
               when
               a
               Man
               is
               Plung'd
               into
               an
               Irrevocable
               State
               of
               Misery
               ,
               he
               has
               but
               a
               Cold
               bus'ness
               on
               't
               to
               Comfort
               himself
               with
               a
               Jest.
               And
               't
               was
               but
               a
               Measuring
               Cast
               at
               Last
               neither
               ,
               whether
               he
               meant
               his
               Wife
               should
               have
               to
               do
               with
               the
               Wolfe
               ,
               in
               One
               Sense
               ,
               or
               the
               Wolfe
               with
               his
               Wife
               in
               Another
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXLII
             .
             A
             
               Lad
               Robbing
            
             an
             Orchard
             .
          
           
             AN
             Old
             Fellow
             took
             a
             Boy
             Robbing
             his
             Orchard
             .
             Sirrah
             ,
             (
             says
             he
             )
             come
             down
             the
             Tree
             ,
             and
             don't
             Steal
             my
             Apples
             .
             The
             Lad
             never
             Minded
             him
             ,
             but
             went
             on
             with
             his
             Work.
             Well
             (
             says
             the
             Master
             of
             the
             Grounds
             )
             they
             say
             there
             are
             Charms
             in
             Herbs
             ,
             as
             well
             as
             in
             Words
             ,
             and
             so
             he
             threw
             a
             Handful
             of
             Grass
             at
             him
             ,
             which
             was
             so
             Ridiculous
             ,
             that
             the
             Young
             Thief
             took
             the
             Old
             Man
             to
             be
             Mop'd
             .
             But
             in
             Conclusion
             ,
             if
             Neither
             Words
             ,
             nor
             Herbs
             will
             do
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             I
             'll
             try
             what
             may
             be
             done
             with
             Stones
             ;
             for
             they
             say
             there
             's
             Vertue
             in
             Them
             too
             ;
             And
             that
             VVay
             he
             did
             his
             VVork
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Those
               that
               will
               not
               be
               Reclaim'd
               by
               Instruction
               ,
               must
               be
               brought
               to
               a
               Sense
               of
               their
               Duty
               by
               Feeling
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               A
               Wise
               Man
               ,
               in
               All
               Controversies
               ,
               will
               try
               what
               may
               be
               done
               by
               Fair
               Means
               before
               he
               comes
               to
               Foul
               :
               And
               where
               the
               One
               fails
               ,
               the
               Other
               will
               Certainly
               do
               the
               Work.
               The
               Fear
               of
               Hell
               does
               a
               great
               deal
               toward
               the
               Keeping
               of
               us
               in
               our
               way
               to
               Heaven
               ;
               and
               if
               it
               were
               not
               for
               the
               Penalty
               ,
               the
               Laws
               neither
               of
               God
               ,
               nor
               of
               Man
               ,
               would
               be
               Obey'd
               .
               There
               would
               have
               been
               a
               Charm
               in
               Wood
               as
               well
               as
               in
               Stones
               ,
               if
               the
               Little
               Thief
               had
               but
               been
               soundly
               Drubb'd
               with
               a
               Good
               Honest
               Cudgel
               :
               For
               where
               Conscience
               and
               Argument
               will
               do
               no
               Good
               ,
               Punishment
               must
               :
               But
               as
               it
               is
               the
               Surest
               ,
               so
               the
               Good
               Man
               here
               made
               it
               the
               Last
               Remedy
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXLII
             .
             A
             Nightingale
             and
             a
             Hawk
             .
          
           
             AS
             a
             Nightingale
             was
             Singing
             in
             a
             Bush
             ,
             down
             comes
             a
             Rascally
             Kite
             of
             a
             Sparrow-Hawk
             ,
             and
             Whips
             her
             off
             the
             Bough
             :
             The
             Poor
             Wretch
             Pleaded
             for
             her self
             ,
             that
             alas
             !
             her
             Little
             Carcass
             was
             not
             worth
             the
             While
             ,
             and
             that
             there
             were
             Bigger
             Birds
             enough
             to
             be
             found
             .
             Well
             ,
             says
             the
             Hawk
             ,
             but
             am
             I
             so
             Mad
             d'
             ye
             think
             ,
             as
             to
             Part
             with
             a
             Little
             Bird
             that
             I
             have
             ,
             
             for
             a
             Great
             One
             that
             I
             have
             Not
             ?
             Why
             then
             ,
             says
             she
             ,
             I
             'll
             give
             ye
             a
             Delicate
             Song
             for
             my
             Life
             :
             No
             ,
             no
             ,
             says
             the
             Hawk
             ,
             I
             want
             for
             my
             Belly
             ,
             not
             for
             my
             Ears
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               A
               Bird
               in
               the
               Hand
               is
               Worth
               Two
               in
               the
               Bush.
               
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Fable
               carries
               Three
               Morals
               .
               1st
               .
               That
               we
               are
               not
               to
               Part
               with
               a
               Certainty
               for
               an
               Uncertainty
               .
               2dly
               ,
               That
               Men
               of
               Appetite
               are
               not
               Mov'd
               by
               any
               Consideration
               of
               Vertue
               .
               3dly
               ,
               That
               Things
               of
               Use
               and
               Necessity
               ,
               are
               to
               be
               preferr'd
               before
               Matters
               meerly
               of
               Delight
               and
               Pleasure
               .
            
             
               The
               Nightingale
               in
               the
               Foot
               of
               the
               Hawk
               ,
               is
               the
               Case
               of
               many
               an
               Innocent
               Creature
               in
               the
               Hands
               of
               Justice
               ,
               when
               the
               very
               Equity
               of
               the
               Law
               Bends
               under
               the
               Weight
               of
               an
               Over-ruling
               Rigour
               .
               The
               Belly
               has
               no
               Ears
               ,
               and
               so
               there
               's
               no
               Charming
               of
               it
               .
               Arguments
               against
               Power
               ,
               are
               but
               Wind
               ,
               when
               Reason
               draws
               One
               way
               ,
               and
               Appetite
               Another
               .
               There
               's
               no
               Moving
               of
               any
               Creature
               contrary
               to
               the
               Nature
               of
               it
               .
               
                 Hang
                 'em
                 All
                 up
              
               (
               says
               a
               Pleasant
               Droll
               ,
               upon
               Venners
               Rising
               )
               
                 they
                 are
                 not
                 Worth
                 the
                 Begging
                 .
              
               'T
               is
               a
               piece
               of
               State-Policy
               sometimes
               ,
               to
               let
               the
               Poor
               and
               the
               Friendless
               go
               to
               Pot
               ;
               Nay
               ,
               and
               to
               reckon
               the
               Execution
               of
               them
               among
               the
               Triumphs
               of
               Justice
               too
               .
               There
               is
               This
               further
               in
               't
               besides
               ;
               that
               the
               Uttermost
               Severity
               upon
               Those
               that
               have
               not
               where-withal
               to
               Bid
               for
               their
               Lives
               ,
               raises
               the
               Price
               of
               the
               Market
               upon
               Those
               that
               Have
               ;
               and
               Enhances
               the
               Value
               of
               the
               Deliverance
               ,
               or
               ,
               in
               Plain
               English
               ,
               of
               the
               Pardon
               .
               The
               Poor
               Nightingale
               had
               Nothing
               to
               give
               that
               the
               Hawk
               car'd
               for
               ,
               and
               so
               she
               Dy'd
               ,
               in
               truth
               ,
               because
               
                 she
                 was
                 not
                 worth
                 nhe
                 Begging
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXLIV
             .
             A
             Lyon
             and
             a
             Hog
             .
          
           
             A
             Lyon
             that
             found
             it
             Extreme
             Irksome
             to
             Live
             Alone
             ,
             gave
             the
             Beasts
             of
             the
             Forest
             to
             Understand
             ,
             that
             he
             was
             Resolv'd
             to
             make
             Choice
             of
             Some
             or
             Other
             of
             his
             Subjects
             for
             a
             Friend
             ,
             and
             Companion
             .
             There
             was
             a
             Mighty
             Busle
             ,
             who
             should
             be
             the
             Favourite
             ,
             and
             to
             the
             VVonder
             of
             All
             the
             rest
             ,
             the
             Lyon
             Pitch'd
             upon
             a
             Hog
             ;
             for
             ,
             says
             the
             Lyon
             ,
             he
             is
             True
             and
             Faithful
             to
             his
             Friend
             ,
             and
             will
             stand
             by
             him
             in
             All
             Times
             ,
             and
             Hazzards
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               A
               True
               Friend
               can
               ne're
               fail
               of
               being
               a
               Loyal
               Subject
               :
               And
               That
               's
               the
               Man
               that
               a
               Brave
               Prince
               will
               make
               Choice
               of
               for
               a
               Particular
               Favourite
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               SOLITUDE
               is
               against
               Nature
               ,
               but
               Ill
               Company
               is
               Worse
               then
               None
               .
               So
               that
               Life
               is
               not
               Life
               without
               the
               Blessing
               of
               a
               Friendly
               and
               an
               Edifying
               Conversation
               .
               The
               Difficulty
               only
               rests
               in
               the
               Choice
               ;
               wherein
               the
               Lyon
               here
               has
               taken
               his
               Right
               Measures
               :
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               he
               has
               made
               a
               True
               Judgment
               of
               the
               Matter
               :
               For
               he
               only
               Deserves
               the
               Character
               of
               a
               Friend
               ,
               that
               's
               Proof
               against
               All
               Tryals
               and
               Temptations
               ,
               either
               of
               Profit
               ,
               or
               of
               Loss
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXLV.
             A
             Gnat
             and
             a
             Bee.
             
          
           
             A
             Gnat
             that
             was
             Half
             Starv'd
             with
             Cold
             and
             Hunger
             ,
             went
             out
             one
             Frosty
             Morning
             to
             a
             Bee-Hive
             ,
             to
             beg
             a
             Charity
             ;
             and
             offer'd
             to
             Teach
             Musick
             in
             the
             
               Bees
               Family
            
             ,
             for
             her
             Dyet
             and
             Lodging
             .
             The
             Bee
             very
             Civilly
             desir'd
             to
             be
             Excus'd
             ;
             for
             ,
             says
             she
             ,
             I
             bring
             up
             all
             my
             Children
             to
             my
             Own
             Trade
             ,
             that
             they
             may
             be
             able
             to
             get
             their
             Living
             Another
             Day
             by
             their
             Industry
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Lazy
               Beggars
               that
               Can
               Work
               ,
               and
               Will
               not
               ,
               have
               scarce
               a
               Right
               to
               a
               Common
               Charity
               :
               And
               This
               Misery
               befalls
               them
               for
               want
               of
               an
               Industrious
               Education
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               a
               Necessary
               piece
               of
               Providence
               ,
               in
               the
               Institution
               of
               our
               Children
               ,
               to
               Train
               them
               up
               to
               somewhat
               in
               their
               Youth
               ,
               that
               may
               Honestly
               Maintain
               them
               in
               their
               Age.
               If
               the
               Bee
               had
               taken
               the
               Necessities
               of
               the
               Gnat
               into
               her
               Consideration
               ,
               as
               she
               did
               the
               Profession
               ,
               she
               would
               have
               thought
               her self
               bound
               in
               Tenderness
               and
               Good
               Nature
               ,
               according
               to
               the
               Moral
               of
               the
               Fable
               ,
               to
               have
               Contributed
               to
               her
               Relief
               :
               But
               the
               Stress
               is
               rather
               to
               be
               laid
               upon
               a
               Preference
               of
               an
               Education
               of
               Industry
               ,
               to
               That
               of
               Pleasure
               ,
               and
               to
               shew
               ,
               that
               we
               are
               in
               the
               First
               Place
               to
               Consult
               the
               Necessities
               of
               Life
               ,
               rather
               then
               Matters
               of
               Ornament
               and
               Delight
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXLVI
             .
             A
             
               Lyon
               ,
               Ass
            
             and
             Hare
             .
          
           
             UPon
             the
             Breaking
             out
             of
             a
             War
             betwixt
             the
             Birds
             and
             the
             Beasts
             ,
             the
             Lyon
             Summon'd
             All
             his
             Subjects
             from
             Sixteen
             to
             Sixty
             ,
             to
             appear
             in
             Arms
             ,
             at
             such
             a
             Certain
             Time
             ,
             and
             Place
             ,
             upon
             pain
             of
             his
             High
             Displeasure
             ;
             and
             there
             were
             a
             World
             of
             Asses
             and
             Hares
             at
             the
             Rendezvouz
             among
             the
             rest
             .
             Several
             of
             the
             Commanders
             were
             for
             turning
             'em
             off
             ,
             and
             Discharging
             'em
             ,
             as
             Creatures
             utterly
             Unfit
             for
             Service
             .
             Do
             not
             Mistake
             your self
             (
             says
             the
             Lyon.
             )
             The
             Asses
             will
             do
             very
             well
             for
             Trumpeters
             ,
             and
             the
             Hares
             will
             make
             Excellent
             Letter-Carriers
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               God
               and
               Nature
               ,
               made
               Nothing
               in
               Vain
               .
               There
               is
               No
               Member
               of
               a
               Political
               Body
               so
               Mean
               ,
               and
               Inconsiderable
               ,
               but
               it
               may
               be
               Useful
               to
               the
               Publique
               in
               some
               Station
               or
               Other
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               's
               Nothing
               so
               Great
               as
               not
               to
               stand
               in
               Need
               of
               many
               things
               ,
               in
               Common
               Appearance
               ,
               the
               most
               Contemptible
               :
               And
               there
               is
               Nothing
               again
               so
               Despicable
               ;
               but
               that
               at
               some
               Time
               ,
               or
               in
               some
               Case
               or
               other
               ,
               it
               may
               be
               of
               Use
               and
               Service
               to
               us
               .
               'T
               is
               True
               ,
               That
               one
               Thing
               is
               Preferible
               to
               another
               ,
               in
               some
               Sort
               ,
               or
               in
               some
               Respect
               ;
               but
               it
               is
               True
               withal
               ,
               that
               every
               Distinct
               Being
               has
               somewhat
               Peculiar
               to
               it self
               ,
               to
               make
               Good
               in
               one
               Circumstance
               what
               it
               Wants
               in
               Another
               .
               It
               is
               the
               Ignorance
               of
               the
               Nature
               of
               Things
               ,
               that
               makes
               us
               Despise
               ,
               even
               the
               Meanest
               of
               Creatures
               .
               All
               Things
               are
               Created
               Good
               in
               their
               several
               Kinds
               ,
               as
               All
               things
               severally
               are
               Subservient
               ,
               in
               some
               Degree
               or
               other
               ,
               to
               the
               Beauty
               ,
               the
               Order
               ,
               and
               the
               Well-being
               of
               the
               Whole
               .
               That
               which
               we
               find
               in
               the
               Course
               of
               Nature
               ,
               holds
               likewise
               in
               Government
               ,
               where
               the
               Lowest
               has
               its
               Post
               Allotted
               it
               as
               well
               as
               the
               Highest
               .
               All
               Created
               Beings
               ,
               in
               fine
               ,
               are
               the
               Works
               of
               Providence
               and
               Nature
               ,
               that
               never
               did
               any
               thing
               in
               Vain
               .
               And
               the
               Moral
               of
               This
               Parable
               of
               the
               Lyon
               ,
               the
               Ass
               ,
               and
               the
               Hare
               ,
               runs
               through
               the
               Universe
               ;
               for
               there
               are
               
                 Hares
                 ,
                 Lyons
              
               ,
               and
               Asses
               ,
               in
               Kingdoms
               ,
               and
               Commonwealths
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               in
               Fields
               and
               in
               Forests
               :
               And
               the
               Drift
               of
               This
               Figure
               holds
               good
               in
               All
               the
               Parts
               of
               the
               Creation
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXLVII
             .
             Pigeons
             Reconcile
             the
             Hawks
             .
          
           
             THere
             Happen'd
             a
             Bloudy
             Civil
             War
             once
             among
             the
             Hawks
             ,
             and
             what
             did
             the
             Poor
             ,
             Peaceable
             ,
             Innocent
             Pigeons
             ,
             but
             in
             Pure
             Pity
             ,
             and
             Good
             Nature
             ,
             send
             their
             Deputies
             and
             Mediators
             to
             do
             the
             Best
             they
             could
             to
             make
             'em
             Friends
             again
             ,
             so
             long
             as
             This
             Feud
             Lasted
             ;
             they
             were
             so
             Intent
             upon
             Killing
             one
             another
             ,
             that
             they
             Minded
             nothing
             else
             ;
             but
             no
             sooner
             was
             the
             Quarrel
             taken
             up
             among
             Themselves
             ,
             then
             they
             fell
             to
             their
             Old
             sport
             again
             of
             Destroying
             the
             Pigeons
             .
             This
             brought
             them
             to
             a
             Sight
             of
             their
             Error
             ,
             and
             to
             Understand
             the
             Danger
             of
             Uniting
             a
             Common
             Enemy
             to
             their
             Own
             Ruine
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Good
               Men
               are
               never
               Safe
               but
               when
               Wicked
               Men
               are
               at
               Odds.
               So
               that
               the
               Divisions
               of
               the
               One
               are
               the
               Security
               of
               the
               Other
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               a
               Hard
               Matter
               in
               This
               Case
               to
               Reconcile
               Policy
               ,
               and
               Good
               Nature
               ;
               or
               to
               bring
               a
               Plain-dealing
               Innocence
               into
               a
               Consistency
               with
               Necessary
               Prudence
               ;
               For
               Singleness
               of
               Mind
               passes
               in
               the
               World
               for
               want
               of
               Brains
               ,
               and
               where
               Knavery
               is
               in
               Credit
               ,
               Honesty
               is
               sure
               to
               be
               a
               Drug
               :
               But
               Every
               Man
               must
               stand
               or
               fall
               to
               his
               Own
               Conscience
               ,
               and
               so
               Divide
               the
               Mater
               as
               neither
               to
               Offend
               Christian
               Charity
               ,
               nor
               Civil
               Discretion
               .
               The
               Blessing
               that
               is
               Pronounc'd
               upon
               the
               Peace-Makers
               does
               not
               Extend
               to
               Those
               Cases
               ,
               where
               the
               Effect
               of
               the
               Peace
               shall
               be
               the
               Ruine
               of
               the
               Reconcilers
               .
               'T
               is
               Dangerous
               Parting
               a
               Fray
               ,
               whether
               it
               be
               Jest
               or
               Earnest
               ;
               for
               there
               are
               Sham
               Quarrels
               as
               well
               as
               Bloody
               Ones
               :
               In
               the
               One
               ,
               a
               Man
               runs
               the
               risque
               of
               his
               Hat
               ,
               or
               his
               Cloak
               ;
               In
               the
               Other
               ,
               of
               his
               Life
               .
               We
               have
               liv'd
               to
               see
               This
               Fable
               remarkably
               Moraliz'd
               among
               our selves
               upon
               the
               like
               Occasion
               ;
               for
               still
               as
               the
               Common-Enemy
               were
               at
               Variance
               ,
               we
               had
               a
               sort
               of
               
                 Peace-making
                 Pigeons
              
               that
               would
               needs
               be
               Reconciling
               them
               ,
               though
               the
               Only
               Security
               they
               had
               under
               the
               Sun
               was
               Their
               Divisions
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXLVIII
             .
             A
             Woman
             that
             brought
             Fire
             into
             the
             House
             .
          
           
             THE
             Question
             was
             put
             to
             an
             Honest
             Man
             Newly
             Marry'd
             ,
             What
             might
             be
             the
             Meaning
             of
             his
             New
             Brides
             bringing
             a
             Torch
             out
             of
             her
             Fathers
             House
             into
             her
             Husbands
             .
             Why
             This
             ,
             says
             he
             ;
             I
             have
             Eas'd
             my
             Father-in-Law
             of
             a
             Firebrand
             to
             set
             my
             Own
             House
             in
             a
             Flame
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               A
               Contentious
               Woman
               puts
               all
               into
               a
               Flame
               ,
               wherever
               she
               comes
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Torch
               may
               be
               an
               Allusion
               either
               to
               Strife
               ,
               and
               Contention
               ,
               or
               to
               the
               Profusion
               and
               Consumption
               of
               the
               
                 Husbands
                 Estate
              
               .
               'T
               is
               to
               be
               hop'd
               that
               there
               are
               Shrews
               ,
               and
               Wasteful
               Women
               enow
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               to
               Answer
               This
               Moral
               Both
               Ways
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXLIX
             .
             A
             
               Corrupt
               Officer
            
             .
          
           
             A
             Certain
             Governor
             of
             a
             Province
             that
             had
             a
             long
             time
             Pill'd
             ,
             and
             Oppressed
             the
             People
             under
             his
             Charge
             was
             call'd
             to
             Account
             in
             the
             Conclusion
             for
             the
             Receiving
             of
             Bribes
             ;
             and
             sentenc'd
             to
             Refund
             what
             he
             had
             Wrongfully
             Taken
             .
             He
             came
             as
             Unwillingly
             to
             the
             Point
             ,
             as
             a
             Bear
             to
             the
             Stake
             ,
             which
             gave
             Occasion
             to
             somebodie
             's
             saying
             ,
             that
             it
             was
             with
             This
             Man
             and
             his
             Money
             ,
             as
             it
             is
             with
             Women
             ,
             and
             their
             Children
             .
             He
             was
             well
             enough
             pleas'd
             in
             the
             Getting
             of
             it
             ;
             but
             it
             went
             to
             the
             very
             Heart
             of
             him
             when
             he
             Parted
             with
             it
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Great
               Officers
               are
               but
               like
               Spunges
               ;
               they
               Suck
               till
               they
               are
               Full
               ,
               and
               when
               they
               come
               once
               to
               be
               Squez'd
               ,
               the
               very
               Hearts
               Blood
               of
               them
               comes
               away
               with
               their
               Money
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               IF
               Men
               could
               but
               Separate
               the
               Profit
               ,
               and
               the
               Pleasure
               of
               their
               Sins
               ,
               from
               the
               Sin
               it self
               ,
               and
               keep
               the
               Former
               ,
               when
               they
               Renounce
               the
               Other
               ,
               what
               a
               Number
               of
               Penitents
               should
               we
               have
               in
               This
               Wicked
               World
               !
               But
               the
               Doctrine
               of
               Satisfaction
               and
               Restitution
               lies
               so
               Cursedly
               hard
               upon
               the
               Gizzards
               of
               our
               Publicans
               ,
               that
               the
               Blood
               in
               their
               Veins
               is
               not
               Half
               so
               Dear
               to
               'em
               as
               the
               Treasure
               they
               have
               in
               their
               Coffers
               .
               The
               Man
               and
               the
               Money
               are
               in
               This
               Case
               as
               good
               as
               Incorporated
               ,
               and
               Fining
               him
               is
               little
               less
               then
               Flaying
               him
               :
               But
               Justice
               however
               finds
               him
               Out
               ;
               And
               This
               ,
               in
               Few
               Words
               is
               the
               Sum
               of
               the
               Moral
               .
               Avarice
               is
               as
               hard
               to
               Part
               with
               any
               thing
               ,
               as
               it
               was
               Eager
               to
               Get
               it
               .
               When
               a
               Man
               is
               once
               in
               Possession
               of
               an
               Ill
               Gotten
               Estate
               
                 De
                 Facto
              
               ,
               he
               never
               Trouble
               his
               Head
               with
               the
               
                 De
                 Iure
              
               of
               the
               Question
               ;
               but
               looks
               upon
               the
               Propriety
               of
               what
               he
               has
               Gotten
               by
               Rapine
               ,
               to
               be
               Transferr'd
               to
               him
               by
               Providence
               :
               The
               Money
               in
               short
               had
               Chang'd
               the
               Master
               ,
               and
               he
               'd
               rather
               part
               with
               an
               Eye
               out
               of
               his
               Head
               ,
               then
               with
               a
               Penny
               out
               of
               his
               Coffers
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCL
             .
             An
             
               Old
               Man
            
             that
             was
             willing
             to
             put
             off
             Death
             .
          
           
             THere
             goes
             a
             Story
             that
             Death
             call'd
             upon
             an
             
               Old
               Man
            
             ,
             and
             bad
             him
             come
             along
             with
             him
             .
             The
             Man
             Excus'd
             himself
             ,
             that
             T'other
             World
             was
             a
             Great
             Journy
             to
             take
             upon
             so
             short
             a
             Warning
             ,
             and
             begg'd
             a
             Little
             time
             only
             to
             make
             his
             Will
             before
             he
             Dy'd
             .
             Why
             (
             says
             Death
             )
             You
             have
             had
             Warning
             enough
             One
             would
             think
             ,
             to
             have
             made
             Ready
             before
             This.
             In
             truth
             ,
             says
             the
             
               Old
               Man
            
             ,
             This
             is
             the
             First
             Time
             that
             ever
             I
             saw
             ye
             in
             my
             whole
             Life
             .
             That
             's
             False
             ,
             says
             Death
             ;
             for
             you
             have
             had
             Daily
             Examples
             of
             Mortality
             before
             Your
             Eyes
             ,
             in
             People
             of
             All
             Sorts
             ,
             Ages
             ,
             and
             Degrees
             ;
             And
             is
             not
             the
             Frequent
             Spectacle
             of
             Other
             Peoples
             Deaths
             ,
             a
             Memento
             sufficient
             to
             make
             You
             think
             of
             Your
             Own
             ?
             Your
             Dim
             and
             Hollow
             Eyes
             methinks
             ,
             the
             Loss
             of
             your
             Hearing
             ,
             and
             the
             Faltering
             of
             the
             rest
             of
             your
             Senses
             ,
             should
             Mind
             ye
             ,
             without
             more
             ado
             ,
             that
             Death
             has
             laid
             hold
             of
             ye
             already
             :
             And
             is
             This
             a
             time
             of
             day
             d'
             ye
             think
             to
             stand
             Shuffling
             it
             off
             still
             ?
             Your
             Peremptory
             Hour
             ,
             I
             tell
             ye
             ,
             is
             now
             come
             ,
             and
             there
             's
             No
             Thought
             of
             a
             Reprieve
             in
             the
             Case
             of
             Fate
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Want
               of
               Warning
               is
               No
               Excuse
               in
               the
               Case
               of
               Death
               :
               For
               Every
               Moment
               of
               our
               Lives
               ,
               either
               Is
               ,
               or
               Ought
               to
               be
               a
               Time
               of
               Preparation
               for
               't
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               the
               Great
               Bus'ness
               of
               Life
               to
               fit
               our selves
               for
               our
               End
               ;
               and
               no
               Man
               can
               Live
               Well
               that
               has
               not
               Death
               always
               in
               his
               Eye
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               a
               Strange
               Mixture
               of
               Madness
               and
               Folly
               in
               One
               Solecism
               ,
               for
               People
               to
               Say
               or
               Imagine
               that
               ever
               any
               Man
               was
               Taken
               out
               of
               This
               World
               without
               time
               to
               Prepare
               himself
               for
               Death
               :
               But
               the
               Delay
               of
               Fitting
               our selves
               is
               our
               Own
               Fault
               ,
               and
               we
               turn
               the
               very
               Sin
               into
               an
               Excuse
               :
               Every
               Breath
               we
               draw
               is
               not
               only
               a
               Step
               towards
               Death
               ,
               but
               a
               Part
               of
               it
               .
               It
               was
               Born
               with
               us
               ,
               It
               goes
               along
               with
               us
               :
               It
               is
               the
               Only
               Constant
               Companion
               that
               we
               have
               in
               This
               World
               ,
               and
               yet
               we
               never
               think
               of
               it
               any
               more
               then
               if
               we
               knew
               Nothing
               on
               't
               .
               The
               Text
               is
               True
               to
               the
               very
               Letter
               ,
               that
               
                 we
                 Die
                 Daily
              
               ,
               and
               yet
               we
               Feel
               it
               not
               .
               Every
               thing
               under
               the
               Sun
               reads
               a
               Lecture
               of
               Mortality
               to
               us
               .
               Our
               Neighbours
               ,
               our
               Friends
               ,
               our
               Relations
               ,
               that
               fall
               Every
               where
               round
               about
               us
               ,
               Admonish
               us
               of
               our
               Last
               Hour
               ;
               and
               yet
               here
               's
               an
               Old
               Man
               on
               the
               Wrong-side
               of
               Fourscore
               perhaps
               ,
               Complaining
               that
               he
               is
               surpriz'd
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLI
             .
             A
             Miser
             and
             his
             Bags
             .
          
           
             A
             
               Covetous
               Rich
               Churle
            
             finding
             himself
             at
             the
             Point
             of
             Death
             ,
             caus'd
             his
             Coffers
             to
             be
             brought
             up
             ,
             and
             his
             Bags
             laid
             before
             him
             .
             You
             and
             I
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             must
             Part
             ,
             and
             I
             would
             willingly
             Beqùeath
             ye
             to
             Those
             that
             will
             take
             most
             Delight
             in
             ye
             .
             Why
             then
             say
             the
             Bags
             ,
             you
             must
             devide
             us
             betwixt
             your
             Heirs
             ,
             and
             the
             Devils
             .
             Your
             Heirs
             will
             have
             Drink
             and
             Whores
             for
             your
             Money
             ,
             and
             the
             Devils
             will
             be
             as
             well
             pleas'd
             on
             the
             Other
             hand
             ,
             that
             they
             are
             to
             have
             your
             Soul
             for
             't
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Money
               of
               a
               Miser
               is
               the
               Last
               Friend
               he
               takes
               his
               leave
               of
               in
               This
               World.
               
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               a
               Great
               deal
               of
               Pains
               that
               some
               People
               take
               to
               give
               Others
               Satisfaction
               ,
               and
               to
               Torment
               Themselves
               .
               But
               This
               Verifies
               the
               Old
               Proverb
               ,
               
                 Happy
                 is
                 the
                 Son
                 ,
                 whose
                 Father
                 goes
                 to
                 the
                 Devil
              
               ;
               for
               Ill
               Gotten
               Goods
               and
               Estates
               are
               commonly
               Squander'd
               away
               with
               as
               Little
               Conscience
               as
               they
               were
               Rak'd
               together
               .
               There
               goes
               a
               Canker
               along
               with
               them
               ,
               when
               over
               and
               above
               the
               Iniquity
               of
               the
               Extortion
               and
               Oppression
               ,
               the
               Bloud
               of
               so
               many
               Widows
               and
               Orphans
               cries
               to
               Heaven
               for
               Vengeance
               .
               Now
               a
               Less
               Generous
               Chuff
               then
               This
               in
               the
               Fable
               ,
               would
               have
               Hugg'd
               his
               Bags
               to
               the
               Last
               ,
               and
               have
               Envy'd
               That
               Satisfaction
               to
               his
               Heirs
               ,
               which
               he
               Himself
               could
               Enjoy
               no
               longer
               .
               But
               it
               was
               his
               Care
               to
               Transmit
               to
               his
               Posterity
               a
               Curse
               with
               his
               Money
               ,
               and
               to
               Bequeath
               them
               the
               Sin
               in
               the
               Inordinate
               Love
               of
               Riches
               ,
               together
               with
               his
               Treasure
               .
            
          
        
      
       
         
         
         
           THE
           FABLES
           OF
           POGGIUS
           .
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLII.
             Industry
             and
             Sloth
             .
          
           
             ONe
             was
             asking
             a
             Lazy
             Young
             Fellow
             what
             made
             him
             lye
             in
             Bed
             so
             long
             ?
             Why
             (
             says
             he
             ,
             )
             I
             am
             hearing
             of
             Causes
             every
             Morning
             ;
             that
             is
             to
             say
             ,
             I
             have
             Two
             Lasses
             at
             my
             Bed-side
             so
             soon
             as
             ever
             I
             wake
             .
             Their
             Names
             are
             Industry
             and
             Sloth
             ;
             One
             bids
             me
             get
             up
             ;
             'tother
             bids
             me
             lye
             still
             ;
             and
             so
             they
             give
             me
             Twenty
             Reasons
             why
             I
             should
             Rise
             ,
             and
             why
             I
             should
             not
             .
             'T
             is
             the
             part
             in
             the
             mean
             time
             of
             a
             Just
             Judge
             to
             hear
             what
             can
             be
             said
             on
             Both
             sides
             ;
             and
             before
             the
             Cause
             is
             over
             ,
             't
             is
             time
             to
             go
             to
             dinner
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               We
               spend
               our
               Days
               in
               Deliberating
               what
               to
               do
               ,
               and
               we
               end
               them
               without
               coming
               to
               any
               Resolution
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Fable
               does
               naturally
               enough
               set
               forth
               an
               Expostulation
               betwixt
               Reason
               and
               Appetite
               ,
               and
               the
               Danger
               of
               running
               out
               our
               Lives
               in
               Dilatory
               Deliberations
               ,
               when
               we
               should
               rather
               be
               Up
               and
               Doing
               .
               In
               all
               these
               Cases
               ,
               't
               is
               odds
               that
               the
               Paradox
               carries
               it
               against
               the
               true
               Reason
               of
               the
               Thing
               ;
               for
               we
               are
               as
               Partial
               to
               our
               Corruptions
               ,
               as
               if
               our
               Understanding
               were
               of
               Councel
               for
               our
               Frailties
               ,
               and
               manage
               Disputes
               of
               this
               kind
               ,
               as
               if
               we
               had
               a
               Mind
               to
               be
               overcome
               .
               The
               Sluggard's
               Case
               in
               this
               Fable
               is
               the
               Case
               of
               Mankind
               in
               all
               the
               Duties
               of
               a
               Virtuous
               and
               a
               Well-Govern'd
               Life
               ,
               where
               Judgment
               and
               Conscience
               calls
               us
               one
               Way
               ,
               and
               our
               Lusts
               hurry
               us
               another
               .
               We
               spend
               All
               our
               Days
               upon
               Frivolus
               Preliminaries
               ,
               without
               ever
               coming
               to
               a
               Resolution
               upon
               the
               Main
               Points
               of
               our
               Business
               .
               We
               will
               ,
               and
               we
               will
               not
               ,
               and
               then
               we
               will
               
                 not
                 again
              
               ,
               
               we
               will.
               At
               this
               rate
               we
               run
               our
               Lives
               out
               in
               Adjournments
               from
               Time
               to
               Time
               ,
               out
               of
               a
               Fantastical
               Levity
               that
               holds
               us
               
                 off
                 and
                 on
                 ,
                 betwixt
                 Hawk
                 and
                 Buzzard
                 ,
              
               as
               we
               say
               ,
               to
               keep
               us
               from
               bringing
               the
               Matter
               in
               question
               to
               a
               Final
               Issue
               .
               And
               yet
               we
               know
               well
               enough
               what
               we
               ought
               to
               do
               ,
               and
               what
               not
               ,
               if
               we
               would
               but
               take
               the
               Light
               of
               Reasonable
               Nature
               for
               our
               Guide
               ,
               and
               hearken
               to
               the
               Councellor
               that
               every
               Man
               carries
               in
               his
               own
               Breast
               .
               But
               Men
               in
               the
               General
               ,
               are
               either
               too
               Lazy
               to
               Search
               out
               the
               Truth
               ,
               or
               too
               Partial
               ,
               in
               favour
               of
               a
               Sensual
               Appetite
               ,
               to
               take
               notice
               of
               it
               when
               they
               have
               found
               it
               .
               They
               had
               rather
               be
               Tasting
               the
               Ease
               and
               the
               Pleasures
               of
               Life
               ,
               than
               Reforming
               the
               Errors
               and
               the
               Vices
               of
               it
               .
               Does
               not
               the
               Voluptuary
               understand
               in
               all
               the
               Liberties
               of
               a
               Loose
               and
               a
               Lewd
               Conversation
               ,
               that
               he
               runs
               the
               risque
               both
               of
               Body
               and
               Soul
               on
               the
               one
               Hand
               ,
               and
               Opposes
               all
               the
               Blessings
               that
               Attend
               the
               Duties
               of
               Virtue
               and
               Sobriety
               on
               the
               other
               ?
               Does
               not
               the
               Ambitious
               ,
               the
               Envious
               ,
               and
               the
               Revengeful
               Man
               know
               very
               well
               ,
               that
               the
               Thirst
               of
               Blood
               ,
               and
               the
               Affectation
               of
               Dominion
               by
               Violence
               and
               Oppression
               ,
               is
               a
               most
               Diabolical
               Outrage
               upon
               the
               Laws
               of
               God
               and
               Nature
               ,
               and
               upon
               the
               common
               Well-being
               of
               Mankind
               ?
               But
               these
               People
               are
               
                 Hearing
                 Causes
              
               too
               ,
               with
               our
               
                 Slug-a
                 bed
              
               in
               the
               Apologue
               ;
               that
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               Deliberating
               betwixt
               Passion
               and
               Conscience
               ,
               till
               in
               the
               End
               ,
               they
               are
               called
               away
               ,
               whether
               to
               Dinner
               or
               to
               Death
               ,
               it
               makes
               no
               Matter
               ,
               for
               the
               Moral
               is
               still
               the
               same
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLIII
             .
             A
             Cock
             and
             a
             Fox
             .
          
           
             A
             Fox
             spy'd
             a
             Cock
             at
             Roost
             with
             his
             Hens
             about
             him
             .
             Why
             how
             now
             my
             Friend
             ,
             says
             Reynard
             ,
             What
             make
             you
             upon
             a
             Tree
             there
             ?
             Your
             Business
             lyes
             upon
             the
             
               Terra
               Firma
            
             ,
             and
             a
             Cock
             in
             the
             Air
             is
             out
             of
             his
             Element
             Methinks
             .
             But
             you
             don't
             hear
             the
             News
             perhaps
             ,
             and
             it
             is
             certainly
             true
             :
             there
             's
             a
             general
             Peace
             concluded
             among
             all
             Living
             Creatures
             ,
             and
             not
             One
             of
             them
             to
             presume
             upon
             pain
             of
             Life
             and
             Limb
             ,
             Directly
             or
             Indirectly
             ,
             to
             Hurt
             another
             .
             The
             Blessedest
             Tidings
             in
             the
             World
             says
             the
             Cock
             ;
             and
             at
             the
             same
             time
             he
             stretches
             out
             his
             Neck
             ,
             as
             if
             he
             were
             looking
             at
             somewhat
             a
             Great
             way
             off
             .
             What
             are
             you
             Peering
             at
             ?
             says
             the
             Fox
             .
             Nothing
             says
             'tother
             ,
             but
             a
             Couple
             of
             Great
             Dogs
             yonder
             that
             are
             coming
             this
             Way
             ,
             Open-Mouth
             ,
             as
             hard
             as
             they
             can
             drive
             .
             Why
             then
             says
             Reynard
             ,
             I
             fancy
             I
             'd
             e'en
             best
             be
             Jogging
             .
             No
             ,
             No
             ,
             says
             the
             Cock
             ,
             the
             General
             Peace
             will
             Secure
             you
             :
             Ay
             quoth
             the
             Fox
             so
             it
             will
             ;
             but
             if
             these
             Roguy
             Currs
             should
             not
             have
             heard
             of
             the
             Proclamation
             ,
             my
             Coat
             may
             come
             to
             be
             Pink'd
             yet
             for
             all
             that
             .
             And
             so
             away
             he
             Scamper'd
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               In
               all
               the
               Liberties
               of
               Sharping
               and
               Tricking
               One
               upon
               Another
               ,
               there
               must
               still
               a
               Regard
               be
               had
               to
               the
               Puntillos
               of
               Honour
               and
               Iustice.
               
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               is
               to
               tell
               us
               ,
               that
               in
               some
               Cases
               one
               Nail
               must
               be
               Driven
               out
               with
               another
               ;
               and
               the
               Deceiving
               of
               the
               Deceiver
               doubles
               the
               Pleasure
               .
               'T
               is
               a
               Hard
               Matter
               to
               make
               a
               False
               Man
               and
               a
               False
               Tale
               consist
               with
               themselves
               ,
               and
               when
               they
               come
               to
               Interfere
               ,
               the
               Reason
               and
               the
               Argument
               of
               the
               Case
               returns
               upon
               the
               Head
               of
               the
               Impostor
               :
               So
               that
               it
               requires
               Great
               Care
               and
               Skill
               for
               a
               Man
               that
               has
               a
               Dark
               and
               a
               Double
               Design
               upon
               Another
               ,
               to
               keep
               Clear
               of
               Clashing
               with
               his
               own
               Reasonings
               .
               Wherefore
               Para●…ites
               and
               Lyers
               had
               need
               of
               Good
               Memories
               .
               A
               
                 General
                 Peace
              
               would
               have
               Secured
               the
               Fox
               as
               well
               as
               the
               Cock
               :
               But
               if
               the
               Fox
               would
               not
               stand
               the
               Dogs
               ,
               the
               Cock
               had
               no
               Reason
               to
               Venture
               himself
               with
               the
               Fox
               .
               All
               People
               that
               are
               Perfidious
               ,
               either
               in
               their
               Conversation
               ,
               or
               in
               their
               Kind
               ,
               are
               Naturally
               to
               be
               Suspected
               in
               Reports
               that
               favour
               their
               Own
               Interest
               ;
               and
               when
               they
               can
               make
               nothing
               else
               on
               't
               ,
               they
               find
               it
               the
               Best
               of
               their
               Play
               to
               put
               it
               off
               with
               a
               Jest.
               
            
             
               'T
               is
               a
               common
               Thing
               for
               Captious
               People
               ,
               and
               Double-Dealers
               ,
               to
               be
               taken
               in
               their
               Own
               Snares
               ;
               as
               for
               the
               Purpose
               in
               the
               Matter
               of
               Power
               ,
               Policy
               ,
               the
               Fundamentals
               ,
               and
               the
               Maxims
               of
               Government
               ,
               &c.
               
               How
               many
               are
               there
               that
               Limit
               Sovereignty
               in
               One
               Case
               to
               strain
               it
               in
               Another
               ,
               and
               so
               Handle
               the
               same
               Question
               Pro
               and
               Con
               ,
               at
               the
               same
               Time
               ?
               Government
               is
               to
               be
               Bounded
               when
               it
               may
               serve
               One
               Turn
               ,
               and
               Absolute
               when
               it
               may
               serve
               Another
               .
               Insomuch
               that
               for
               want
               of
               Presence
               of
               Thought
               ,
               Men
               affirm
               what
               they
               Deny
               ,
               and
               Deny
               what
               they
               Affirm
               ,
               and
               run
               Counter
               to
               Themselves
               .
               If
               Sovereign
               Power
               cannot
               Dispense
               ,
               't
               is
               Ty'd
               up
               they
               cry
               ;
               and
               if
               it
               may
               be
               Ty'd
               up
               ,
               't
               is
               no
               longer
               Sovereign
               Power
               ;
               for
               that
               which
               Tyes
               it
               up
               ,
               is
               Above
               it
               .
               At
               this
               Rate
               ,
               One
               Doctrin
               Interferes
               with
               Another
               ,
               and
               the
               very
               Foundations
               of
               Reason
               and
               Government
               sink
               at
               last
               into
               a
               Paradox
               .
               When
               the
               Fox
               brings
               Tydings
               of
               a
               peace
               ,
               and
               Preaches
               upon
               the
               Subject
               to
               the
               Poultry
               ,
               Beware
               the
               Geese
               .
               Your
               Foxes
               Acts
               of
               Amnesty
               are
               no
               Other
               than
               the
               Old
               Stale
               Politicks
               I
               know
               not
               how
               many
               Years
               ago
               .
               They
               Pardon
               all
               in
               General
               ;
               in
               the
               Beginning
               ;
               those
               that
               ought
               to
               be
               Hanged
               ,
               in
               the
               Middle
               ;
               and
               not
               one
               Honest
               Man
               in
               the
               Conclusion
               .
               So
               that
               't
               is
               Ten
               to
               One
               the
               Cock
               was
               Excepted
               in
               the
               Proclamation
               ;
               and
               that
               though
               the
               Dogs
               were
               not
               allowed
               so
               much
               as
               to
               lick
               their
               Lips
               at
               a
               Fox
               upon
               their
               Uttermost
               Peril
               ,
               Reynard
               had
               gotten
               a
               Proviso
               for
               Himself
               yet
               to
               carry
               on
               his
               Old
               Trade
               among
               the
               Lambs
               and
               the
               Poultry
               still
               .
               This
               is
               the
               Method
               of
               all
               Popular
               Shams
               ,
               when
               the
               Multitude
               are
               to
               be
               led
               by
               the
               Noses
               into
               a
               Fool
               's
               Paradise
               .
               The
               State-Foxes
               tell
               'em
               what
               Golden-Days
               are
               now
               a
               coming
               ,
               When
               
                 Every
                 Man
                 shall
                 sit
                 under
                 his
                 own
                 Vine
                 ,
                 and
                 Eat
                 the
                 Fruit
                 of
                 his
                 own
                 Fig-Tree
                 :
              
               How
               Trade
               and
               Religion
               shall
               Flourish
               and
               the
               People
               in
               short
               keep
               Holy-day
               all
               the
               Year
               long
               .
               These
               are
               Fine
               Words
               ,
               but
               the
               Foxes
               Business
               upon
               the
               Upshot
               ,
               is
               only
               the
               Cramming
               his
               own
               Gut
               ,
               without
               any
               respect
               to
               the
               Publick
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLIV.
             A
             Taylor
             and
             his
             Wife
             .
          
           
             THere
             happen'd
             a
             Grievous
             Quarrel
             once
             betwixt
             a
             Taylor
             and
             his
             Wife
             .
             The
             Woman
             in
             Contempt
             of
             his
             Trade
             ,
             called
             her
             Husband
             Pricklouse
             ;
             he
             gave
             her
             a
             Box
             o'
             the
             Ear
             for
             't
             ,
             which
             serv'd
             only
             to
             make
             her
             more
             Outragious
             .
             When
             this
             would
             do
             no
             good
             ,
             he
             set
             her
             up
             to
             the
             Chin
             in
             a
             Horse-Pond
             ;
             but
             so
             long
             as
             her
             Tongue
             was
             at
             Liberty
             ,
             there
             was
             not
             a
             Word
             to
             be
             got
             from
             her
             but
             the
             same
             Nick-Name
             in
             Derision
             over
             and
             over
             again
             .
             Well
             (
             says
             he
             to
             himself
             ,
             )
             there
             's
             no
             way
             I
             perceive
             to
             Quiet
             this
             Woman
             but
             by
             stopping
             of
             her
             Mouth
             ,
             and
             so
             he
             had
             her
             Duck'd
             next
             bout
             over
             Head
             and
             Ears
             .
             When
             she
             was
             under
             Water
             ,
             and
             could
             call
             him
             Prick-louse
             no
             longer
             with
             her
             Lips
             ,
             she
             held
             up
             her
             Hands
             over
             her
             Head
             ,
             and
             did
             it
             with
             her
             Thumbs
             by
             the
             Knicking
             of
             her
             Nails
             ;
             and
             when
             he
             saw
             that
             once
             ;
             he
             was
             e'en
             glad
             to
             give
             her
             over
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               last
               Two
               Things
               that
               dye
               in
               an
               Impetuous
               Woman
               ,
               are
               her
               Tongue
               and
               her
               Stomach
               ,
               when
               she
               cannot
               have
               her
               Will.
               
            
          
           
             
               RELEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               the
               Fortune
               of
               many
               an
               Honest
               Harmless
               Man
               ,
               to
               have
               this
               Fable
               Moralliz'd
               to
               him
               under
               his
               own
               Roof
               ;
               but
               the
               Better
               any
               thing
               is
               in
               it's
               Perfection
               ,
               the
               Worse
               is
               the
               Corruption
               of
               it
               ;
               as
               there
               is
               nothing
               more
               Foetid
               than
               a
               
                 Rotten
                 Egg.
              
               'T
               is
               the
               same
               thing
               betwixt
               a
               Temperate
               and
               an
               Impetuous
               Woman
               .
               Tempests
               and
               Sea-Breaches
               are
               nothing
               to
               her
               .
               There
               's
               no
               Place
               for
               Reasoning
               with
               her
               ,
               neither
               is
               there
               any
               thought
               of
               Curing
               her
               Will
               ,
               by
               Applying
               to
               her
               Body
               .
               But
               now
               for
               the
               Honour
               ,
               and
               (
               in
               some
               sort
               )
               the
               Comfort
               of
               that
               Fair
               Sex
               ,
               they
               do
               not
               suffer
               alone
               under
               the
               Scandal
               of
               this
               Figure
               ;
               for
               Men
               have
               their
               Violent
               Passions
               and
               Transports
               as
               well
               as
               Women
               ,
               and
               Passions
               much
               more
               Dangerous
               too
               than
               the
               other
               .
               The
               
                 Taylor
                 's
                 Wife
              
               was
               only
               a
               
                 Good
                 Hearty
                 Shrew
              
               ,
               under
               the
               Impotency
               of
               an
               Unruly
               Waspish
               Humour
               ;
               
                 She
                 would
                 have
                 her
                 Will
                 ,
                 ay
                 marry
                 would
                 she
                 ,
              
               and
               that
               was
               all
               the
               Harm
               in
               't
               .
               But
               't
               is
               another
               manner
               of
               Business
               when
               Men
               come
               once
               to
               be
               Transported
               out
               of
               the
               Government
               of
               Themselves
               ,
               and
               beyond
               the
               Use
               of
               their
               Reason
               .
               Their
               Violences
               are
               Mortal
               and
               Outrageous
               ,
               even
               to
               the
               Ruin
               of
               Kingdoms
               ,
               Common-Wealths
               ,
               Families
               ,
               Persons
               ,
               &c.
               and
               like
               a
               Torrent
               ,
               they
               bear
               down
               all
               before
               them
               ,
               Friends
               ,
               Relations
               ,
               the
               common
               Principles
               of
               Religion
               and
               Nature
               ,
               or
               whatever
               else
               stands
               in
               their
               Way
               .
               Nay
               ,
               they
               make
               it
               a
               point
               of
               Honour
               to
               be
               Firm
               to
               their
               Wickedness
               ,
               
               and
               with
               the
               
                 Old
                 Covenant
              
               in
               their
               Mouths
               to
               Live
               and
               Dye
               Impenitent
               .
               They
               'll
               do
               all
               the
               Mischief
               in
               fine
               that
               they
               can
               ,
               and
               when
               they
               can
               do
               no
               more
               ,
               they
               'll
               be
               Troubled
               at
               it
               ,
               and
               call
               Prick-louse
               with
               their
               Thumbs
               still
               ,
               when
               they
               can
               do
               't
               no
               longer
               with
               their
               Tongues
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLV.
             A
             Woman
             Drown'd
             .
          
           
             AN
             Unfortunate
             Woman
             happen'd
             to
             be
             Drown'd
             ,
             and
             her
             Poor
             Husband
             was
             mightily
             in
             Pain
             to
             find
             out
             the
             Body
             ;
             so
             away
             he
             goes
             along
             the
             Bank
             up
             the
             Course
             of
             the
             River
             ,
             asking
             all
             he
             met
             still
             ,
             if
             they
             could
             tell
             him
             any
             ▪
             Tydings
             of
             the
             Body
             of
             his
             Dear
             Wife
             ,
             that
             was
             overturn'd
             in
             a
             Boat
             at
             such
             a
             Place
             Below
             .
             Why
             ,
             if
             you
             'd
             find
             your
             Wife
             ,
             they
             cry'd
             ,
             You
             must
             look
             for
             her
             down
             the
             Stream
             .
             No
             ,
             No
             ,
             says
             the
             Man
             ,
             my
             Wives
             Will
             carried
             her
             against
             Wind
             and
             Tide
             all
             the
             Days
             of
             her
             Life
             ;
             and
             now
             she
             's
             Dead
             ,
             which
             way
             soever
             the
             Current
             runs
             ,
             she
             'll
             be
             sure
             to
             be
             against
             it
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Spirit
               of
               Contradiction
               in
               a
               Cross
               Grain'd
               Woman
               is
               Incurable
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               falls
               hard
               upon
               the
               desperate
               Obstinacy
               of
               some
               Women
               ;
               and
               the
               Freak
               of
               the
               Conceit
               does
               not
               yet
               derogate
               from
               the
               usefulness
               of
               the
               Fable
               .
               The
               Analogy
               is
               Pleasant
               and
               Pertinent
               enough
               ,
               betwixt
               a
               Living
               Crossness
               of
               Humour
               ,
               and
               Opposition
               to
               the
               ordinary
               Course
               and
               Reason
               of
               Things
               ,
               and
               the
               Fancy
               of
               a
               Dead
               Body
               swimming
               against
               the
               Stream
               .
               And
               the
               License
               of
               Couching
               the
               Matter
               under
               that
               Figure
               ,
               and
               of
               Wording
               it
               after
               that
               Manner
               ,
               carries
               no
               Offence
               with
               it
               ,
               either
               to
               Congruity
               ,
               or
               Good
               Manners
               .
               Beside
               ,
               that
               the
               very
               Turn
               and
               Point
               of
               the
               Illustration
               set's
               a
               Mark
               upon
               't
               to
               be
               Remember'd
               by
               :
               So
               that
               the
               Moral
               sticks
               by
               us
               ,
               and
               takes
               a
               Deeper
               Root
               ,
               when
               we
               can
               call
               it
               to
               Mind
               afterward
               by
               such
               or
               such
               a
               Token
               .
            
             
               There
               are
               some
               People
               that
               Value
               themselves
               upon
               being
               a
               kind
               of
               Antipodes
               to
               all
               Mankind
               ,
               and
               in
               making
               other
               Mens
               Rules
               their
               Exceptions
               :
               Opposition
               and
               Contradiction
               is
               their
               Study
               and
               Delight
               .
               Now
               there
               's
               〈◊〉
               much
               Pride
               and
               Vanity
               in
               setting
               up
               for
               the
               Ring-leader
               of
               a
               〈◊〉
               Practice
               ,
               as
               in
               the
               Affectation
               of
               being
               the
               First
               Broacher
               of
               an
               〈◊〉
               Opinion
               .
               Hence
               it
               comes
               that
               Half
               the
               Wit
               of
               the
               World
               is
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               Paradox
               ;
               and
               that
               which
               we
               call
               
                 Good
                 Humour
              
               ,
               is
               in
               Truth
               〈◊〉
               of
               
                 Slight
                 of
                 Hand
              
               in
               Discourse
               ,
               or
               a
               Faculty
               of
               making
               Truths
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               Appearances
               ,
               or
               Appearances
               like
               Truths
               .
               Now
               this
               Gift
               of
               
                 〈◊〉
                 Pocusing
              
               ,
               and
               of
               Disguising
               Matters
               ,
               is
               so
               Surprising
               and
               
               Agreeable
               on
               the
               one
               hand
               ,
               that
               it
               must
               of
               Necessity
               be
               a
               very
               strong
               Temptation
               to
               the
               Quitting
               of
               the
               Beaten
               Road
               on
               the
               other
               .
               Mankind
               was
               all
               cast
               in
               the
               same
               Mould
               ,
               made
               liable
               to
               the
               same
               Affections
               ,
               Enlightened
               with
               the
               same
               Principles
               ,
               and
               we
               have
               all
               of
               us
               the
               same
               Rule
               to
               Walk
               by
               ;
               the
               same
               Duties
               incumbent
               upon
               us
               in
               this
               World
               ,
               and
               the
               same
               Pretensions
               to
               our
               Part
               in
               the
               next
               ;
               insomuch
               that
               whoever
               affects
               a
               Fantastical
               Singularity
               of
               Crossness
               to
               all
               his
               Fellows
               ,
               he
               puts
               himself
               in
               some
               degree
               out
               of
               the
               Pale
               of
               a
               common
               Providence
               and
               Protection
               :
               Beside
               ,
               that
               the
               Evil
               is
               as
               incurable
               in
               the
               Man
               to
               whom
               it
               is
               become
               Habitual
               ,
               as
               it
               was
               with
               the
               Woman
               here
               in
               the
               Fable
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLVI.
             A
             Bishop
             and
             a
             Curate
             .
          
           
             A
             Certain
             
               Country
               Curate
            
             had
             a
             Dog
             that
             he
             had
             a
             Mighty
             Kindness
             for
             ;
             the
             Poor
             Cur
             Sickens
             and
             Dyes
             ,
             and
             his
             Master
             in
             Honour
             of
             his
             Memory
             gave
             him
             Christian
             Burial
             .
             This
             came
             to
             the
             Bishop's
             Ear
             ,
             who
             presently
             sent
             for
             the
             Curate
             ,
             Rattled
             him
             to
             some
             Tune
             ,
             with
             Menaces
             to
             the
             Highest
             Degree
             for
             bringing
             such
             a
             Scandal
             upon
             the
             Function
             .
             My
             Lord
             ,
             (
             says
             the
             Curate
             ,
             )
             If
             your
             Lordship
             had
             but
             known
             the
             Understanding
             of
             this
             Dog
             ,
             both
             Living
             and
             Dying
             ,
             (
             and
             especially
             how
             Charitable
             an
             End
             he
             made
             ,
             )
             You
             would
             not
             have
             Grudged
             him
             a
             Place
             in
             the
             Church-Yard
             among
             the
             rest
             of
             his
             Fellow-Parishoners
             .
             How
             so
             ,
             says
             the
             Bishop
             ?
             Why
             my
             Lord
             ,
             says
             the
             Curate
             ,
             when
             he
             found
             he
             was
             Drawing
             Home
             ,
             he
             sent
             for
             a
             Notarius
             ,
             and
             made
             his
             Testament
             .
             
               There
               's
               my
               Poor
               Lord
               Bishop
               in
               Want
               ,
            
             says
             he
             ,
             
               and
               it
               is
               my
               Will
               to
               leave
               him
               a
               Hundred
               Crowns
               for
               a
               Legacy
               .
            
             He
             charg'd
             me
             to
             see
             it
             perform'd
             ,
             and
             I
             have
             it
             here
             in
             a
             Purse
             for
             your
             Lordship
             ready
             Counted
             .
             The
             Bishop
             upon
             the
             Receipt
             of
             the
             Mony
             ,
             gave
             the
             Priest
             Absolution
             ,
             and
             found
             it
             a
             very
             Good
             Will
             ,
             and
             a
             very
             Canonical
             Burial
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Mony
               Corrupts
               both
               Church
               and
               State.
               
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               may
               be
               Ill
               Men
               in
               Holy
               Orders
               ,
               and
               the
               Lewdness
               of
               the
               Person
               does
               not
               at
               all
               derogate
               from
               the
               Sacredness
               of
               the
               Function
               .
               Avarice
               on
               the
               one
               hand
               ,
               is
               an
               Encouragement
               as
               well
               as
               a
               Protection
               
               to
               Licentiousness
               on
               the
               other
               ,
               when
               People
               know
               before-hand
               ,
               that
               Mony
               will
               Compound
               all
               Differences
               .
               Nay
               ,
               and
               Mony
               is
               a
               Protestant
               Reconciler
               too
               as
               well
               as
               a
               Popish
               ,
               when
               Passion
               and
               Corruption
               come
               once
               to
               be
               Authorized
               under
               the
               Venerable
               Cover
               of
               a
               Sacred
               Character
               ;
               only
               the
               Bishop
               Absolves
               Himself
               in
               the
               one
               Case
               ,
               as
               he
               does
               the
               Curate
               in
               the
               other
               .
               So
               that
               Mony
               upon
               the
               Main
               ,
               serves
               for
               the
               Touchstone
               of
               Common
               Honesty
               ,
               Faith
               ,
               Law
               and
               Religion
               :
               The
               Devil
               holds
               the
               Scale
               ,
               and
               Profit
               or
               Loss
               is
               made
               the
               Standard
               of
               Gospel
               or
               Heresy
               .
               It
               Pleads
               all
               Causes
               ,
               Defends
               all
               Titles
               ,
               and
               turns
               Christianity
               it self
               into
               a
               Moot
               Point
               .
               It
               sets
               Texts
               together
               by
               the
               Ears
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               Divines
               ,
               and
               makes
               the
               Voice
               of
               God
               to
               be
               of
               more
               Authority
               in
               the
               Mouths
               of
               the
               Multitude
               ,
               than
               in
               the
               Oracles
               of
               Holy
               Writ
               .
               'T
               is
               the
               Idol
               that
               Men
               of
               all
               Ranks
               and
               Professions
               Bow
               to
               ;
               States-men
               ,
               Sword-men
               ,
               Lawyers
               ,
               Ecclesiasticks
               ,
               &c.
               there
               's
               hardly
               any
               thing
               in
               Nature
               that
               has
               the
               Heart
               to
               withstand
               it
               ;
               bating
               here
               and
               there
               some
               singular
               Exception
               perhaps
               from
               a
               General
               Rule
               .
               What
               are
               Courts
               more
               than
               Common
               Markets
               ,
               where
               Men
               are
               Bought
               and
               Sold
               in
               the
               one
               ,
               as
               Beasts
               are
               in
               the
               other
               ?
               The
               Captain
               Fights
               for
               his
               Pay
               ;
               the
               Lawyer
               Pleads
               for
               his
               Fee
               ,
               no
               Matter
               for
               the
               Conscience
               of
               the
               Cause
               ;
               the
               one
               's
               a
               Soldier
               of
               Fortune
               he
               tells
               ye
               ,
               the
               other
               is
               a
               Lawyer
               of
               Fortune
               ;
               and
               for
               the
               Business
               of
               Right
               or
               Wrong
               ,
               't
               is
               not
               one
               Scruple
               of
               the
               Question
               .
               'T
               is
               Mony
               in
               fine
               ,
               that
               like
               the
               Devil
               ,
               makes
               Men
               Sail
               with
               all
               Winds
               ,
               and
               sets
               all
               Wheels
               a
               going
               .
               Nay
               the
               very
               Altar
               it self
               scapes
               not
               the
               Almighty
               Power
               of
               so
               Irresistible
               a
               Temptation
               ;
               for
               we
               are
               taught
               in
               this
               Fable
               ,
               that
               an
               Episcopal
               Habit
               is
               not
               one
               jot
               better
               Proof
               against
               Corruption
               ,
               than
               a
               Colonels
               Buff-Coat
               .
               'T
               is
               not
               a
               Sanctimonious
               Pretence
               ,
               under
               a
               Pomp
               of
               Form
               and
               Title
               ,
               without
               the
               Grace
               of
               an
               Inward
               Affection
               and
               Integrity
               that
               will
               serve
               the
               Turn
               :
               The
               Articles
               of
               the
               Christian
               Faith
               ,
               and
               the
               Doctrin
               of
               our
               Blessed
               Lord
               and
               his
               Apostles
               ,
               are
               to
               Day
               ,
               and
               to
               Morrow
               and
               the
               same
               for
               ever
               ;
               not
               to
               be
               Moulded
               and
               Accommodated
               to
               every
               turn
               of
               State
               ,
               but
               to
               be
               held
               and
               kept
               Inviolate
               as
               a
               standing
               Rule
               to
               all
               Ages
               .
               There
               are
               no
               such
               Worshippers
               of
               the
               Devil
               ,
               as
               the
               Buyers
               and
               Sellers
               of
               Souls
               ;
               there
               's
               nothing
               they
               'll
               stick
               at
               ,
               but
               Shuffle
               ,
               Cant
               ,
               Juggle
               ,
               Swear
               back
               and
               forward
               like
               so
               many
               Spiritual
               Knights
               of
               the
               Post
               ;
               serve
               all
               Times
               ,
               and
               all
               God's
               ,
               even
               though
               Paganism
               it self
               should
               turn
               up
               Trump
               ;
               for
               this
               sort
               of
               Prostitutes
               steer
               all
               their
               Actions
               by
               the
               Compass
               of
               
                 Viderit
                 Utilitas
              
               ,
               and
               for
               the
               
                 Dogs
                 Legacy
              
               Absolve
               the
               Devil
               himself
               ,
               and
               with
               this
               Beastly
               Avaricious
               Bishop
               ,
               Pronounce
               the
               Blackest
               Soul
               in
               Hell
               to
               be
               as
               White
               as
               Snow
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLVII
             .
             A
             
               Husband
               ,
               Wife
            
             ,
             and
             
               Ghostly
               Father
            
             .
          
           
             A
             Man
             of
             Quality
             had
             gotten
             a
             Peevish
             Contentious
             Woman
             to
             his
             Wife
             ,
             that
             was
             observed
             to
             go
             every
             Day
             to
             Confession
             ,
             and
             her
             Business
             was
             not
             so
             much
             to
             Discharge
             her
             
             Conscience
             of
             her
             own
             Sins
             ,
             as
             to
             tell
             Tales
             of
             her
             Husband
             .
             The
             
               Holy
               Father
            
             would
             be
             ever
             and
             anon
             Chiding
             and
             Admonishing
             the
             Cavalier
             ,
             telling
             him
             ,
             that
             if
             he
             would
             but
             come
             to
             Confession
             ,
             he
             doubted
             not
             but
             to
             make
             Him
             and
             his
             Wife
             Friends
             again
             .
             The
             Gentleman
             said
             ,
             
               Yes
               ,
               he
               would
            
             ,
             and
             he
             went
             accordingly
             .
             The
             Good
             Man
             then
             bad
             the
             Penitent
             be
             sure
             to
             Examine
             himself
             thoroughly
             ,
             and
             leave
             nothing
             out
             :
             Alas
             ,
             Father
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             for
             that
             Matter
             there
             will
             be
             no
             need
             on
             't
             ;
             for
             you
             have
             had
             all
             my
             Sins
             in
             Confession
             from
             my
             Wife
             already
             ,
             and
             a
             Thousand
             times
             more
             perhaps
             than
             ever
             I
             Committed
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Calumny
               is
               half
               the
               Business
               of
               a
               Bigot
               :
               Bitterness
               passes
               for
               Zeal
               ,
               and
               our
               very
               Devotions
               are
               in
               Effect
               but
               Libels
               against
               our
               Superiors
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE'
               's
               no
               such
               Cloak
               as
               Religion
               for
               all
               manner
               of
               Wickedness
               ,
               and
               the
               Man
               is
               a
               stark
               Fool
               that
               cannot
               Impose
               upon
               his
               Neighbour
               ,
               when
               he
               has
               once
               got
               the
               Mastery
               of
               his
               own
               Conscience
               :
               There
               's
               no
               Evidence
               of
               our
               Thoughts
               ,
               but
               our
               Works
               ;
               and
               if
               an
               Hypocrite
               can
               but
               Conceal
               himself
               from
               the
               Eyes
               of
               his
               Companions
               ,
               he
               never
               troubles
               his
               Head
               to
               Consider
               how
               Open
               he
               lyes
               to
               the
               Searcher
               of
               his
               Heart
               .
               What
               was
               the
               Penitent's
               Confession
               here
               ,
               but
               a
               Cover
               for
               her
               Calumny
               ?
               And
               her
               Husband's
               way
               after
               that
               of
               giving
               the
               Holy
               Father
               to
               Understand
               the
               Truth
               of
               the
               Matter
               ,
               was
               a
               Turn
               Pleasant
               enough
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               a
               Field
               of
               a
               Huge
               Latitude
               that
               the
               Devil
               has
               to
               Dance
               ,
               and
               to
               Play
               his
               Gambols
               in
               ,
               when
               he
               sets
               himself
               to
               Preach
               upon
               the
               Text
               of
               Religion
               and
               Conscience
               .
               In
               the
               Troubles
               of
               King
               
                 Charles
                 the
                 First
              
               ,
               what
               with
               Humiliations
               and
               Thanksgivings
               ,
               Seditious
               Lectures
               ,
               and
               Pulpit-Invectives
               ,
               the
               People
               had
               hardly
               any
               other
               Business
               at
               Church
               than
               to
               tell
               God
               Almighty
               Tales
               of
               their
               Sovereign
               :
               So
               that
               this
               Unhappy
               Prince
               might
               have
               Answered
               his
               Confessarius
               upon
               the
               shrift
               of
               an
               Auricular
               Confession
               ,
               as
               our
               Husband
               Answered
               his
               here
               in
               the
               Fable
               ,
               That
               
                 Others
                 had
                 done
                 it
                 for
                 him
                 ,
                 and
                 told
                 more
                 then
                 All
                 beforehand
                 .
              
               This
               was
               the
               Method
               of
               their
               Proceedings
               toward
               him
               through
               the
               whole
               Course
               of
               his
               Distresses
               ,
               from
               the
               First
               Odious
               Remonstance
               ,
               to
               the
               Last
               Execrable
               Stroke
               upon
               the
               Scaffold
               .
               They
               began
               with
               Blasting
               him
               in
               his
               Reputation
               ;
               they
               took
               up
               Arms
               against
               him
               ,
               Hunted
               and
               Pursued
               him
               ;
               Seized
               his
               Revenues
               and
               his
               Person
               ,
               Depos'd
               him
               from
               his
               Royal
               Dignity
               ,
               Usurp'd
               the
               Government
               to
               Themselves
               ,
               and
               under
               the
               Colour
               of
               a
               Formality
               of
               Law
               ,
               put
               him
               upon
               a
               Judicial
               Tryal
               ,
               and
               took
               away
               his
               Life
               .
               And
               not
               One
               Step
               did
               they
               set
               all
               this
               while
               in
               the
               whole
               Tract
               of
               this
               Iniquity
               ,
               without
               
                 Seeking
                 the
                 Lord
              
               first
               ,
               and
               
                 going
                 up
                 to
                 Enquire
                 of
                 the
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               according
               to
               the
               Cant
               of
               those
               Days
               .
               Which
               was
               no
               other
               than
               to
               make
               God
               the
               Author
               of
               Sin
               ,
               and
               to
               Impute
               the
               Blackest
               Practices
               of
               Hell
               to
               the
               Inspiration
               of
               the
               Holy
               Ghost
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLVIII
             .
             An
             
               Old
               Man
            
             and
             an
             ▪
             Ass.
             
          
           
             AN
             
               Old
               Man
            
             and
             a
             Little
             Boy
             were
             driving
             an
             Ass
             before
             them
             to
             the
             Next
             Market
             to
             Sell.
             Why
             have
             you
             no
             more
             Wit
             ,
             (
             says
             one
             to
             the
             Man
             upon
             the
             Way
             ,
             )
             than
             You
             and
             your
             Son
             to
             Trudge
             it
             afoot
             ,
             and
             let
             the
             Ass
             go
             Light
             ?
             So
             the
             Man
             set
             the
             Boy
             upon
             the
             Ass
             ,
             and
             Footed
             it
             Himself
             .
             Why
             Sirrah
             ,
             says
             Another
             after
             this
             ,
             to
             the
             Boy
             ,
             Ye
             Lazy
             Rogue
             you
             ,
             must
             you
             Ride
             ,
             and
             let
             your
             Antient
             Father
             go
             afoot
             ?
             The
             Man
             upon
             this
             ,
             took
             down
             his
             Boy
             ,
             and
             got
             up
             Himself
             .
             D'
             ye
             see
             (
             says
             a
             Third
             )
             how
             the
             Lazy
             Old
             Knave
             Rides
             Himself
             ,
             and
             the
             Poor
             Little
             Child
             has
             much
             ado
             to
             Creep
             after
             him
             !
             The
             Father
             ,
             upon
             this
             ,
             took
             up
             his
             Son
             Behind
             him
             .
             The
             next
             they
             met
             ,
             ask'd
             the
             
               Old
               Man
            
             whether
             his
             Ass
             were
             his
             Own
             or
             no
             ?
             He
             said
             Yes
             .
             Troth
             ,
             there
             's
             little
             sign
             on
             't
             says
             t'other
             ,
             by
             your
             Loading
             him
             thus
             .
             Well
             says
             the
             Fellow
             to
             Himself
             ,
             and
             what
             am
             I
             to
             do
             now
             ?
             for
             I
             am
             Laugh'd
             at
             ,
             if
             either
             the
             Ass
             be
             Empty
             ,
             or
             if
             One
             of
             us
             Rides
             ,
             or
             Both
             ;
             and
             so
             in
             the
             Conclusion
             he
             Bound
             the
             Asses
             Legs
             together
             with
             a
             Cord
             ,
             and
             they
             try'd
             to
             carry
             him
             to
             Market
             with
             a
             Pole
             upon
             their
             Shoulders
             betwixt
             them
             .
             This
             was
             Sport
             to
             every
             Body
             that
             saw
             it
             ,
             insomuch
             that
             the
             Old
             Fellow
             in
             great
             Wrath
             threw
             down
             the
             Ass
             into
             a
             River
             ,
             and
             so
             went
             his
             way
             Home
             again
             .
             The
             Good
             Man
             ,
             in
             fine
             ,
             was
             willing
             to
             Please
             Every
             body
             ,
             but
             had
             the
             Ill
             Fortune
             to
             Please
             No
             body
             ,
             and
             lost
             his
             Ass
             into
             the
             Bargain
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               He
               that
               resolves
               not
               to
               go
               to
               Bed
               till
               all
               the
               World
               is
               Pleas'd
               ,
               shall
               be
               troubled
               with
               the
               Head
               Ach.
               
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               
                 So
                 many
                 Men
                 ,
                 so
                 many
                 Minds
              
               ;
               and
               this
               Diversity
               of
               Thought
               must
               necessarily
               be
               attended
               with
               Folly
               ,
               Vanity
               ,
               and
               Error
               :
               For
               Truth
               is
               one
               and
               the
               same
               for
               Ever
               ,
               and
               the
               Sentence
               of
               Reason
               stands
               as
               Firm
               as
               the
               Foundations
               of
               the
               Earth
               .
               So
               that
               no
               Man
               can
               be
               either
               Happy
               or
               Secure
               that
               governs
               himself
               by
               the
               Humour
               and
               Opinion
               of
               the
               Common
               People
               .
               'T
               is
               a
               Thing
               utterly
               impossible
               to
               Please
               All
               ,
               and
               none
               but
               a
               Mad
               Man
               will
               endeavour
               to
               Please
               those
               that
               are
               Divided
               among
               themselves
               ,
               and
               can
               never
               Please
               one
               another
               .
               A
               Wise
               ,
               and
               an
               Honest
               Man
               lives
               
               by
               Rule
               ,
               and
               Consults
               the
               Conscience
               of
               his
               Actions
               ,
               without
               any
               Regard
               to
               Popular
               Applause
               .
               Did
               ever
               any
               Mortal
               yet
               in
               his
               Right
               Wits
               ,
               Advise
               with
               the
               Mobile
               about
               the
               Government
               of
               his
               Life
               and
               Manners
               ?
               (
               Or
               which
               is
               all
               one
               ,
               with
               the
               Common
               and
               Professed
               Enemies
               of
               Reason
               and
               Virtue
               ,
               )
               Did
               ever
               any
               Creature
               make
               a
               Friend
               or
               Confident
               of
               them
               ?
               Why
               should
               we
               be
               sollicitous
               then
               to
               be
               thought
               well
               of
               by
               those
               that
               no
               Prudent
               Good
               Man
               ever
               thought
               well
               of
               ?
               They
               are
               all
               Passion
               and
               Fancy
               ,
               without
               either
               Judgment
               or
               Moderation
               :
               They
               neither
               understand
               what
               they
               do
               ,
               nor
               why
               ;
               but
               act
               with
               a
               kind
               of
               Impetus
               ,
               that
               knows
               neither
               Consideration
               nor
               Conduct
               .
               So
               that
               it
               is
               in
               truth
               ,
               a
               Scandal
               ,
               and
               an
               Ill
               Sign
               to
               Please
               them
               ;
               but
               a
               worse
               yet
               ,
               for
               a
               Man
               to
               Value
               himself
               upon
               the
               Reputation
               of
               a
               Popular
               Favour
               .
               What
               are
               their
               Affections
               but
               Violent
               Transports
               that
               are
               carried
               on
               by
               Ignorance
               and
               Rage
               ?
               What
               are
               their
               Thoughts
               of
               Things
               ,
               but
               variety
               of
               Incorrigible
               Error
               ?
               And
               what
               are
               they
               themselves
               in
               their
               own
               Nature
               ,
               but
               a
               Herd
               rather
               than
               a
               Society
               ?
               Their
               Humour
               is
               very
               Happily
               set
               forth
               in
               this
               Fable
               ;
               and
               so
               is
               the
               Vanity
               of
               the
               Old
               Man's
               endeavouring
               to
               keep
               Fair
               with
               them
               ;
               for
               they
               are
               still
               unsatisfied
               with
               the
               Present
               State
               of
               Things
               ,
               and
               consequently
               never
               to
               be
               Pleased
               .
               Now
               if
               a
               Man
               had
               nothing
               else
               to
               do
               but
               to
               Fool
               away
               his
               Days
               in
               the
               Pursuit
               of
               Phantomes
               and
               Shadows
               ,
               and
               then
               at
               last
               lye
               down
               in
               the
               Dust
               like
               a
               Brute
               ,
               without
               any
               Fear
               or
               Danger
               of
               an
               after-Reckoning
               ,
               the
               Care
               were
               taken
               ;
               but
               for
               a
               Reasonable
               Soul
               to
               Post-pone
               the
               most
               Necessary
               Offices
               and
               Duties
               of
               Life
               ,
               and
               to
               Hazzard
               the
               very
               loss
               even
               of
               Heaven
               it self
               ,
               in
               favour
               of
               a
               Depraved
               Appetite
               ?
               What
               has
               he
               to
               Answer
               for
               ,
               that
               shall
               be
               found
               Guilty
               of
               so
               Impious
               a
               Madness
               ?
               The
               very
               Dog
               's
               not
               worth
               the
               Hanging
               ,
               that
               runs
               out
               at
               Check
               ,
               and
               lets
               every
               Cackling
               Crow
               or
               Daw
               Divert
               him
               from
               his
               Game
               and
               Business
               .
               To
               Conclude
               ;
               a
               due
               Consideration
               of
               the
               Vanities
               of
               the
               World
               ,
               will
               Naturally
               bring
               us
               to
               the
               Contempt
               of
               it
               ;
               and
               that
               Contempt
               of
               the
               World
               will
               as
               certainly
               bring
               us
               Home
               to
               our Selves
               .
               This
               was
               the
               Case
               of
               the
               Poor
               Man
               here
               ,
               when
               he
               had
               Try'd
               this
               ,
               and
               that
               ,
               and
               t'other
               Experiment
               ,
               he
               threw
               all
               his
               Care
               and
               Follies
               together
               with
               his
               Ass
               into
               the
               River
               :
               And
               then
               he
               was
               at
               Rest.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLIX
             .
             A
             Man
             Dreamt
             he
             found
             Gold.
             
          
           
             A
             Man
             fancied
             in
             his
             Sleep
             once
             ,
             that
             he
             was
             carried
             by
             the
             Devil
             into
             a
             Field
             to
             Dig
             for
             Gold
             ,
             where
             he
             found
             a
             Great
             Treasure
             ;
             so
             the
             Devil
             advised
             him
             not
             to
             take
             it
             away
             with
             him
             at
             present
             ,
             but
             rather
             to
             leave
             some
             particular
             Mark
             upon
             the
             Place
             ,
             that
             he
             might
             find
             it
             another
             time
             .
             What
             Mark
             ?
             says
             the
             Dreamer
             .
             E'en
             down
             with
             your
             Breeches
             quoth
             the
             Devil
             ,
             and
             lay
             your
             Tail
             there
             ;
             my
             Life
             for
             yours
             ,
             do
             but
             keep
             your
             own
             Councel
             ,
             and
             no
             Body
             will
             look
             for
             Gold
             in
             
             that
             Place
             .
             The
             Fellow
             did
             as
             he
             was
             bid
             ,
             and
             when
             he
             Wak'd
             ,
             he
             found
             that
             his
             Dream
             was
             out
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               He
               that
               Consents
               to
               deal
               with
               the
               Devil
               for
               Mony
               in
               his
               Sleep
               ,
               't
               is
               to
               be
               fear'd
               he
               would
               do
               it
               Waking
               too
               ,
               if
               it
               lay
               fair
               for
               his
               Hand
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               IT
               is
               a
               School-Question
               how
               far
               a
               Man
               is
               Answerable
               in
               many
               Cases
               for
               his
               Dreams
               :
               Now
               here
               was
               Deliberation
               ,
               Discourse
               ,
               and
               Consent
               ;
               So
               that
               both
               the
               Understanding
               and
               the
               Will
               had
               their
               Parts
               in
               the
               Story
               :
               Where
               Avarice
               was
               at
               One
               End
               on
               't
               ,
               't
               was
               no
               wonder
               that
               the
               Devil
               should
               be
               at
               the
               Other
               .
               But
               Men
               go
               to
               the
               Devil
               for
               Mony
               Waking
               as
               well
               as
               Sleeping
               :
               Nay
               and
               Men
               of
               all
               Sorts
               and
               Qualities
               too
               ,
               from
               the
               Prince
               to
               the
               Beggar
               .
               Churchmen
               ,
               Statesmen
               ,
               Tradesmen
               ,
               Lawyers
               ,
               and
               who
               not
               ?
               And
               if
               all
               that
               go
               to
               Hell
               upon
               that
               Errand
               ,
               should
               beshit
               the
               Sheets
               ,
               there
               would
               be
               a
               World
               of
               Work
               for
               the
               Wash-Women
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLX
             .
             A
             
               Country
               Fellow
            
             and
             a
             Hog
             .
          
           
             IN
             a
             Certain
             Country
             ,
             where
             it
             was
             the
             Custom
             for
             any
             Man
             that
             Kill'd
             a
             Hog
             ,
             to
             Invite
             the
             Neighbourhood
             to
             Supper
             with
             him
             ;
             a
             
               Curmudgeonly
               Fellow
            
             that
             had
             a
             Hog
             to
             Kill
             ,
             advised
             with
             One
             of
             his
             Companions
             how
             he
             might
             save
             the
             Charge
             of
             that
             Supper
             .
             Why
             (
             says
             he
             )
             do
             but
             give
             it
             out
             to
             Morrow
             Morning
             ,
             that
             the
             Hog
             was
             Stollen
             the
             Night
             before
             ;
             set
             a
             Good
             Face
             on
             't
             ,
             and
             your
             Work
             is
             done
             .
             Away
             goes
             this
             Man
             Open-Mouth
             ,
             next
             Morning
             ,
             Bawling
             it
             about
             ,
             that
             his
             Hog
             was
             Stollen
             .
             
               Right
               ,
               Right
            
             ,
             says
             his
             Camarade
             ,
             
               Roar
               it
               out
               as
               I
               bad
               you
               .
            
             Ay
             ,
             but
             says
             the
             Hog-Merchant
             ,
             with
             Damned
             Oaths
             and
             Imprecations
             ,
             My
             Hog
             is
             Stoll'n
             in
             Good
             Earnest
             .
             
               Upon
               my
               Life
            
             ,
             says
             t'other
             ,
             
               thou
               dost
               it
               Rarely
            
             .
             So
             the
             one
             
               Swore
               on
            
             ,
             and
             the
             other
             
               Fool'd
               on
            
             ,
             till
             in
             the
             Conclusion
             the
             Churle
             found
             he
             was
             Banter'd
             out
             of
             his
             Hog
             ;
             for
             the
             Hog
             was
             Stollen
             indeed
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Penny
               Wise
               ,
               and
               Pound
               Foolish
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               a
               Point
               of
               Decency
               and
               Discretion
               for
               a
               Man
               to
               Comply
               with
               the
               Common
               Customs
               of
               the
               Place
               ,
               where
               he
               Lives
               ,
               over
               and
               above
               the
               Rules
               of
               Good
               Neighbourhood
               and
               Society
               .
               So
               that
               the
               Old
               Hunks
               here
               was
               well
               enough
               serv'd
               to
               be
               Trick'd
               out
               of
               a
               Whole
               Hog
               for
               the
               Saving
               of
               his
               Puddings
               :
               And
               it
               was
               so
               much
               the
               Better
               too
               ,
               that
               he
               was
               of
               the
               Plot
               to
               the
               Fooling
               of
               Himself
               ,
               and
               had
               his
               own
               Jest
               turned
               upon
               him
               in
               Earnest
               :
               For
               he
               was
               caught
               in
               his
               own
               Snare
               ,
               and
               met
               withal
               as
               we
               say
               ,
               in
               his
               own
               Kind
               .
               And
               we
               may
               make
               this
               further
               Use
               on
               't
               ,
               That
               an
               Ill
               Natur'd
               Thrift
               ,
               is
               next
               Door
               to
               Squandring
               :
               He
               was
               Cheated
               ,
               and
               he
               was
               Laugh'd
               at
               ,
               and
               he
               Deserv'd
               both
               ;
               for
               he
               made
               himself
               a
               Party
               to
               the
               Picking
               of
               his
               own
               Pocket
               ,
               and
               the
               very
               Sham
               that
               he
               designed
               upon
               his
               Neighbours
               was
               turned
               upon
               Himself
               .
               The
               Frolick
               was
               Pleasant
               and
               Pertinent
               enough
               ,
               but
               the
               Conscience
               of
               the
               Case
               is
               another
               Question
               ;
               though
               there
               's
               this
               to
               be
               said
               for
               't
               ,
               that
               it
               was
               but
               one
               Fraud
               paid
               with
               another
               ,
               and
               that
               he
               Himself
               went
               half
               way
               in
               't
               by
               his
               own
               Consent
               .
               'T
               was
               with
               the
               Man
               and
               the
               Hog
               ,
               as
               with
               the
               Boy
               and
               the
               Wolf
               ;
               he
               would
               be
               Crying
               
                 a
                 Wolf
                 ,
                 a
                 Wolf
              
               ,
               when
               there
               was
               none
               ,
               and
               then
               could
               not
               be
               Believed
               when
               there
               was
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLXI.
             A
             Florentine
             and
             a
             Horse-Courser
             .
          
           
             A
             Florentine
             bought
             a
             Horse
             for
             so
             many
             Crowns
             ;
             upon
             condition
             to
             pay
             one
             Half
             down
             upon
             the
             Nail
             ,
             and
             be
             a
             Debtor
             for
             the
             rest
             .
             The
             Horse-Courser
             comes
             to
             the
             Florentine
             next
             Morning
             for
             the
             Remainder
             of
             the
             Mony.
             Soft
             ,
             says
             the
             
               Florentine
               ,
               A
               Bargain
               's
               a
               Bargain
               :
            
             My
             Contract
             was
             to
             be
             your
             Debtor
             for
             the
             Rest
             ,
             and
             if
             I
             Pay
             it
             ,
             I
             'm
             no
             longer
             your
             Debtor
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Conceits
               and
               Witticisms
               pay
               no
               Scores
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Fable
               is
               only
               a
               Silly
               Tale
               told
               for
               the
               Tale's
               sake
               ,
               without
               any
               further
               Mystery
               or
               Meaning
               that
               I
               can
               perceive
               in
               't
               .
               If
               the
               Florentine
               had
               been
               Drubb'd
               ,
               or
               laid
               by
               the
               Heels
               for
               the
               Fallacy
               ,
               or
               but
               Laugh'd
               at
               for
               the
               Conceit
               ,
               it
               would
               have
               serv'd
               for
               a
               Caution
               to
               People
               how
               they
               Trifle
               ,
               and
               play
               the
               Tonies
               betwixt
               Jest
               and
               Earnest
               ,
               in
               Matters
               of
               Common
               Honesty
               ,
               Good
               Faith
               and
               Business
               .
               Or
               it
               would
               have
               born
               a
               Moral
               ,
               to
               Discountenance
               the
               Levity
               of
               Punning
               and
               Iingling
               ;
               and
               the
               Childish
               Humour
               of
               Fooling
               with
               Mental
               Reservations
               and
               Double
               
               Meanings
               .
               But
               as
               it
               is
               ,
               I
               can
               find
               nothing
               more
               in
               't
               than
               a
               Frothy
               ,
               Empty
               Story
               .
               It
               may
               serve
               however
               as
               a
               Buoy
               to
               keep
               People
               at
               a
               Distance
               ,
               and
               give
               Notice
               of
               a
               Shelf
               or
               a
               Flat
               .
               For
               the
               Silliness
               of
               taking
               Delight
               in
               this
               Vulgar
               way
               of
               Sophism
               ,
               is
               to
               me
               as
               arrant
               an
               Indication
               of
               an
               Innocent
               ,
               as
               a
               Bib
               and
               a
               Bauble
               .
               So
               that
               the
               Doctrin
               of
               a
               Thing
               done
               here
               ,
               teaches
               us
               what
               we
               are
               not
               to
               do
               ;
               that
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               we
               are
               neither
               to
               Meditate
               Fraudulent
               Contracts
               ,
               nor
               to
               take
               Childish
               Collusions
               in
               Conversation
               for
               Current
               Payment
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLXII
             .
             A
             Christian
             and
             a
             Pagan
             .
          
           
             A
             Christian
             and
             a
             Pagan
             ,
             that
             had
             been
             Old
             Acquaintances
             and
             Fellow-Travellers
             ,
             had
             several
             Discourses
             upon
             the
             way
             together
             about
             Religion
             ;
             and
             coming
             into
             Italy
             ,
             the
             Christian
             advised
             the
             Infidel
             for
             his
             better
             Satisfaction
             ,
             only
             to
             go
             to
             Mass
             once
             ,
             and
             then
             tell
             him
             what
             he
             thought
             on
             't
             .
             The
             Pagan
             accordingly
             went
             to
             Church
             ,
             and
             being
             afterward
             ask'd
             his
             Opinion
             of
             the
             Ceremonies
             and
             Solemnity
             of
             the
             Office
             ,
             his
             Answer
             was
             ,
             That
             he
             saw
             but
             one
             Thing
             there
             that
             he
             Dislik'd
             ;
             which
             was
             ,
             that
             it
             look'd
             a
             little
             Uncharitable
             for
             one
             Man
             to
             Eat
             and
             Drink
             by
             Himself
             ,
             and
             all
             the
             rest
             to
             look
             on
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               much
               with
               Opinions
               as
               it
               is
               with
               Tasts
               ,
               we
               can
               no
               more
               Command
               our
               Iudgments
               than
               our
               Palates
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Poyson
               of
               this
               Fable
               in
               the
               Liberty
               of
               Jesting
               with
               Holy
               Matters
               ,
               would
               need
               an
               Antidote
               to
               go
               along
               with
               it
               ,
               if
               it
               were
               not
               that
               it
               is
               a
               Pagan's
               Conceit
               ,
               and
               consequently
               suitable
               enough
               to
               the
               Character
               and
               Humour
               of
               an
               Infidel
               ,
               to
               have
               the
               Offices
               of
               Christianity
               in
               Derision
               .
               If
               we
               take
               it
               by
               that
               Handle
               ,
               it
               may
               serve
               for
               a
               Reproof
               to
               those
               among
               our selves
               ,
               (
               as
               we
               have
               but
               too
               many
               of
               them
               ,
               )
               that
               take
               the
               same
               Freedom
               of
               Scoffing
               at
               Religion
               ,
               and
               Religious
               Rites
               and
               Ceremonies
               .
               These
               People
               pass
               in
               the
               World
               under
               the
               Name
               of
               Christians
               ,
               but
               in
               their
               Hearts
               and
               Manners
               they
               are
               little
               better
               than
               Pagans
               :
               The
               Frolick
               of
               a
               Merry
               Word
               goes
               further
               with
               them
               ,
               than
               the
               Conscience
               of
               their
               Profession
               ,
               and
               if
               they
               can
               but
               Elude
               the
               Dint
               of
               a
               Pinching
               Conviction
               by
               some
               Trivial
               Jest
               ,
               the
               Conceit
               they
               think
               Attones
               for
               the
               Wickedness
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLXIII
             .
             An
             Ass
             taught
             Grammar
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Bold
             Undertaking
             Pedant
             ,
             Wager'd
             his
             Neck
             against
             a
             certain
             Sum
             of
             Mony
             ,
             that
             in
             Ten
             Years
             time
             he
             would
             Teach
             an
             Ass
             to
             
               Write
               ,
               Read
               ,
               and
               Chop
               Logick
               .
            
             His
             Friends
             called
             him
             a
             Thousand
             Mad-men
             for
             casting
             away
             his
             Life
             upon
             so
             Absolute
             an
             Impossibility
             .
             Pray
             Gentlemen
             (
             says
             the
             Undertaker
             ,
             )
             have
             but
             a
             little
             Patience
             ;
             for
             't
             is
             odds
             ,
             that
             before
             the
             Term's
             out
             ,
             either
             the
             Prince
             Dyes
             ,
             (
             that
             's
             a
             a
             Party
             to
             the
             Contract
             ,
             )
             or
             the
             Ass
             Dyes
             ,
             or
             the
             Adventurer
             Dyes
             ,
             and
             then
             the
             Danger
             's
             over
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Collusion
               without
               Malice
               ,
               is
               in
               many
               Cases
               ,
               not
               only
               Laudable
               but
               Necessary
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               are
               some
               Cases
               wherein
               a
               Man
               may
               Justify
               some
               sort
               of
               Shuffling
               and
               Evading
               ,
               without
               any
               Offence
               to
               Honour
               or
               Good
               Faith
               ;
               as
               in
               a
               case
               for
               the
               Purpose
               ,
               where
               the
               gaining
               of
               Time
               ,
               may
               be
               as
               much
               as
               a
               Man's
               Life
               or
               Estate
               is
               worth
               .
               
                 Some
                 Men
              
               are
               but
               one
               Remove
               from
               
                 some
                 Asses
              
               ,
               and
               the
               difficulty
               of
               Teaching
               the
               one
               ,
               is
               next
               door
               to
               the
               impossibility
               of
               Teaching
               the
               other
               .
               The
               very
               Proposition
               is
               a
               Whimsy
               Pleasant
               enough
               ,
               to
               shew
               the
               Vanity
               of
               attempting
               to
               make
               a
               Philosopher
               of
               a
               Blockhead
               :
               Neither
               is
               it
               of
               a
               Quality
               to
               be
               understood
               according
               to
               the
               Letter
               .
               So
               that
               in
               such
               a
               case
               ,
               if
               a
               Man
               can
               but
               save
               himself
               by
               a
               Shift
               ,
               or
               a
               Figure
               ,
               't
               is
               all
               that
               can
               be
               desired
               ;
               and
               the
               Conditions
               naturally
               implied
               ,
               fall
               within
               the
               fair
               Equity
               of
               the
               Question
               .
               There
               are
               certain
               Bounds
               and
               Terms
               of
               Raillery
               that
               may
               very
               well
               stand
               with
               the
               Rules
               of
               Honesty
               and
               Good
               Manners
               ;
               that
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               Where
               the
               Liberty
               carries
               neither
               Malice
               ,
               Sauciness
               ,
               nor
               Ill
               Nature
               along
               with
               it
               :
               And
               the
               discreet
               manage
               of
               such
               a
               sort
               of
               Freedom
               ,
               betwixt
               Jest
               and
               Earnest
               ,
               Seasons
               the
               Entertainment
               of
               an
               Agreeable
               Conversation
               .
               We
               should
               say
               to
               our selves
               in
               all
               our
               Distresses
               upon
               the
               apprehension
               of
               Temporal
               Difficulties
               to
               come
               ,
               as
               this
               Pedant
               in
               the
               Fable
               did
               to
               his
               Relations
               and
               Companions
               ;
               Let
               it
               be
               Bondage
               ,
               Loss
               of
               Friends
               ,
               Beggery
               ,
               Banishment
               ,
               nay
               Death
               it self
               ,
               [
               
                 This
                 or
                 that
                 may
                 Intervene
              
               .
               ]
               It
               is
               an
               Unaccountable
               weakness
               for
               a
               Man
               to
               put
               himself
               upon
               the
               Torture
               at
               present
               ,
               for
               fear
               somebody
               else
               should
               Torment
               him
               Seven
               Years
               hence
               .
               Is
               it
               not
               enough
               for
               us
               to
               be
               Miserable
               when
               the
               time
               comes
               ,
               unless
               we
               make
               our selves
               so
               Beforehand
               ,
               and
               by
               Anticipation
               ?
               When
               we
               have
               gone
               as
               far
               as
               Conscience
               ,
               Honour
               ,
               Industry
               ,
               and
               Human
               Prudence
               can
               carry
               us
               ,
               toward
               the
               preventing
               ,
               or
               the
               averting
               of
               the
               Danger
               that
               threatens
               us
               ,
               we
               are
               to
               remit
               the
               rest
               to
               Providence
               ,
               and
               wait
               the
               good
               Pleasure
               
               of
               Heaven
               with
               Patience
               ,
               Humility
               and
               Resignation
               .
               This
               Man
               was
               to
               dye
               at
               Seven
               Years
               end
               ,
               unless
               he
               could
               bring
               to
               pass
               a
               thing
               Impossible
               .
               Now
               sooner
               or
               later
               ,
               (
               and
               which
               of
               the
               Two
               is
               uncertain
               ,
               )
               we
               are
               all
               of
               us
               to
               dye
               .
               Why
               are
               we
               not
               as
               Sollicitous
               now
               for
               the
               Certainty
               of
               the
               Thing
               ,
               as
               for
               the
               Appointment
               of
               the
               Time
               ,
               when
               a
               Thousand
               Accidents
               may
               interpose
               to
               divert
               the
               one
               ,
               and
               the
               other
               is
               wholly
               inevitable
               ?
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLXIV
             .
             A
             Priest
             and
             Epiphany
             .
          
           
             TO
             Morrow
             (
             says
             the
             Curate
             )
             is
             to
             be
             Celebrated
             the
             Feast
             of
             Epiphany
             :
             I
             do
             not
             know
             whether
             the
             Saint
             be
             a
             Man
             or
             a
             Woman
             ;
             but
             the
             Day
             however
             is
             to
             be
             observed
             with
             Great
             Solemnity
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Silliness
               of
               the
               Person
               does
               not
               at
               all
               Derogate
               from
               the
               Dignity
               of
               his
               Character
               and
               Commission
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               is
               a
               Dry
               Fable
               ,
               and
               there
               's
               nothing
               to
               be
               gotten
               out
               of
               it
               but
               by
               Squeezing
               .
               It
               may
               pass
               however
               with
               a
               little
               Force
               ,
               for
               a
               Reproach
               upon
               the
               Ignorance
               of
               many
               People
               in
               their
               own
               Trade
               ,
               provided
               always
               that
               there
               be
               no
               Reflexion
               upon
               the
               Profession
               it self
               ,
               which
               is
               but
               too
               much
               the
               Practice
               of
               Loose
               Men
               ,
               and
               of
               Troublesome
               Times
               ;
               as
               if
               the
               Commission
               were
               to
               Blame
               for
               the
               Person
               's
               sake
               that
               Abuses
               it
               .
               There
               are
               Men
               of
               all
               sorts
               ,
               Good
               and
               Bad
               ,
               in
               all
               Functions
               and
               Societies
               ;
               and
               the
               Order
               ,
               or
               the
               Office
               ,
               is
               never
               the
               worse
               for
               the
               Failings
               of
               an
               Ill
               ,
               or
               a
               Weak
               Man
               that
               has
               the
               Execution
               of
               it
               .
               It
               was
               well
               turn'd
               by
               Mr.
               Selden
               upon
               an
               Alderman
               in
               the
               Long-Long
               Parliament
               ,
               on
               the
               Subject
               of
               Episcopacy
               .
               Mr.
               Speaker
               ,
               says
               the
               Alderman
               ,
               
                 there
                 are
                 so
                 many
                 Clamours
                 against
                 such
                 and
                 such
                 of
                 the
                 Prelates
                 ,
                 that
                 we
                 shall
                 never
                 be
                 Quiet
                 till
                 we
                 have
                 no
                 more
                 Bishops
                 .
              
               Mr.
               Selden
               upon
               this
               ,
               Informs
               the
               House
               ,
               what
               Grievous
               Complaints
               there
               were
               for
               high
               Misdemeanors
               against
               such
               and
               such
               Aldermen
               ,
               and
               therefore
               ,
               says
               he
               ,
               by
               a
               Parity
               of
               Reason
               ,
               it
               is
               my
               Humble
               Motion
               that
               we
               may
               have
               no
               more
               Aldermen
               .
               Here
               was
               the
               Fault
               transferr'd
               to
               the
               Office
               ,
               which
               is
               a
               Dangerous
               Error
               ;
               for
               not
               only
               Government
               ,
               but
               Human
               Society
               it self
               may
               be
               dissolved
               by
               the
               same
               Argument
               ,
               if
               the
               Frailties
               or
               Corruptions
               of
               Particular
               Men
               shall
               be
               Reveng'd
               upon
               the
               whole
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLXV
             .
             A
             
               Lavern
               Reckoning
            
             paid
             with
             a
             Song
             .
          
           
             A
             Hungry
             Traveller
             stept
             into
             an
             Eating
             House
             for
             his
             Dinner
             ,
             and
             when
             he
             had
             filled
             his
             Belly
             ,
             mine
             Host
             brought
             him
             his
             Reckoning
             .
             Well
             ,
             says
             the
             Traveller
             ,
             I
             must
             e'en
             pay
             you
             with
             a
             Song
             now
             ;
             for
             I
             have
             not
             one
             Peny
             of
             Mony.
             'Tother
             told
             him
             in
             short
             ,
             that
             his
             Business
             was
             Mony
             ,
             not
             Musick
             .
             But
             what
             if
             I
             should
             give
             you
             a
             Song
             yet
             that
             shall
             content
             you
             ?
             (
             says
             the
             Man
             again
             ,
             )
             will
             you
             not
             take
             that
             for
             Satisfaction
             ?
             Yes
             says
             the
             Victualler
             ,
             if
             I
             like
             it
             .
             So
             he
             fell
             to
             Singing
             I
             know
             not
             how
             many
             Songs
             ,
             one
             ofter
             another
             ;
             but
             the
             Master
             told
             him
             in
             one
             Word
             ,
             that
             Songs
             would
             pay
             no
             Scores
             where
             he
             had
             to
             do
             .
             Well
             (
             says
             the
             Songster
             ,
             )
             let
             me
             try
             but
             once
             more
             now
             ,
             and
             I
             shall
             go
             near
             to
             fit
             ye
             .
             So
             he
             took
             out
             his
             Purse
             as
             if
             he
             would
             Open
             it
             ,
             and
             at
             the
             same
             time
             sung
             him
             a
             Song
             with
             this
             Bob
             to
             't
             ,
             
               Out
               with
               your
               Purse
               ,
               and
               Pay
               your
               Host.
            
             How
             dy'
             e
             like
             this
             now
             ?
             says
             the
             Traveller
             !
             Oh
             very
             well
             says
             mine
             Host.
             Why
             I
             thought
             I
             should
             fit
             you
             at
             last
             with
             a
             Song
             that
             would
             Please
             you
             ,
             quoth
             the
             other
             ,
             and
             so
             he
             went
             away
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               are
               some
               ways
               of
               Fooling
               that
               do
               the
               Business
               of
               Skill
               and
               Address
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Conceited
               Sharper
               here
               in
               the
               Fable
               ,
               sets
               forth
               the
               Humour
               and
               Character
               of
               the
               Spunging
               Buffoons
               that
               a
               Man
               meets
               every
               Day
               in
               his
               Porridge
               Dish
               :
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               in
               Courts
               and
               at
               Great
               Mens
               Tables
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               elsewhere
               .
               These
               same
               Jack-Pudding
               Smell-Feasts
               are
               certainly
               the
               most
               Despicable
               Creatures
               under
               the
               Sun
               ,
               unless
               perhaps
               their
               Patrons
               that
               Protect
               and
               Encourage
               them
               may
               be
               the
               more
               Contemptible
               Wretches
               of
               the
               Two.
               They
               make
               Fooling
               their
               Business
               and
               their
               Livelihood
               ,
               and
               live
               like
               
                 Izeland
                 Shocks
              
               ,
               by
               shewing
               Tricks
               for
               Bread.
               They
               turn
               Conversation
               into
               a
               direct
               Farce
               :
               Their
               Wit
               is
               either
               Scurrilous
               or
               Frothy
               ,
               which
               they
               manage
               at
               such
               a
               Rate
               as
               if
               Human
               Reason
               were
               a
               Faculty
               only
               to
               make
               Sport
               with
               all
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLXVI
             .
             A
             Fryer
             ,
             a
             Laique
             and
             a
             Wolf.
             
          
           
             A
             Certain
             Mendicant
             (
             one
             of
             those
             that
             beg
             in
             the
             Name
             of
             St.
             Anthony
             ,
             )
             contracted
             with
             a
             Country
             Fellow
             for
             such
             a
             quantity
             of
             Corn
             to
             Ensure
             his
             Sheep
             ,
             and
             his
             Husbandry
             for
             that
             Year
             .
             The
             Man
             depended
             so
             absolutely
             upon
             this
             Security
             ,
             that
             he
             e'en
             left
             his
             Sheep
             to
             look
             to
             themselves
             ;
             and
             the
             Wolf
             picked
             up
             I
             know
             not
             how
             many
             of
             them
             .
             This
             past
             on
             ,
             till
             the
             Holy
             Brother
             came
             for
             his
             next
             Years
             Provision
             .
             Yes
             ,
             says
             the
             Clown
             ,
             Your'e
             a
             Trusty
             Spark
             indeed
             ,
             to
             take
             Charge
             of
             my
             Sheep
             ,
             and
             then
             let
             the
             Wolf
             Eat
             them
             all
             ;
             your
             Promises
             are
             not
             worth
             a
             Fart
             ,
             and
             I
             'le
             have
             no
             more
             to
             do
             with
             you
             .
             Ah!
             that
             same
             Villanous
             Wolf
             ,
             says
             the
             Religious
             !
             Indeed
             you
             must
             have
             a
             care
             of
             him
             ,
             for
             he
             's
             e'en
             so
             wicked
             a
             Beast
             ,
             that
             he
             shall
             not
             only
             Deceive
             St.
             Anthony
             ,
             but
             St.
             
               Anthony's
               Master
            
             himself
             too
             ,
             if
             he
             had
             it
             in
             his
             Power
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               All
               Promises
               are
               either
               broken
               or
               kept
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               HERE'
               's
               a
               Reproof
               to
               all
               Religious
               Cheats
               and
               Impostors
               that
               Promise
               more
               than
               they
               are
               able
               to
               Perform
               ,
               and
               Preach
               those
               Doctrins
               to
               their
               Disciples
               ,
               which
               they
               do
               not
               Believe
               themselves
               .
               When
               Church-men
               come
               once
               to
               be
               Mercenary
               ,
               and
               to
               Prostitute
               the
               Truth
               for
               Mony
               ,
               no
               wonder
               ,
               after
               their
               Example
               ,
               if
               the
               Laity
               Govern
               their
               Consciences
               too
               by
               the
               same
               Measure
               .
               It
               makes
               Religion
               look
               liker
               a
               Trade
               ;
               or
               a
               Contrivance
               of
               State
               ,
               than
               a
               Divine
               Inspiration
               :
               Nay
               ,
               it
               staggers
               People
               in
               the
               very
               Foundations
               of
               their
               Faith
               ,
               to
               see
               Ministers
               at
               Variance
               with
               themselves
               ,
               and
               the
               Pulpits
               changing
               with
               the
               Times
               ,
               and
               paradoxing
               upon
               the
               Gospel
               .
               Holy
               Men
               Teach
               in
               their
               Lives
               as
               well
               as
               with
               their
               Lips
               ,
               and
               it
               draws
               an
               Irreverence
               upon
               the
               Function
               ,
               where
               the
               one
               bears
               a
               Contradiction
               to
               the
               other
               .
               There
               must
               be
               no
               Preaching
               of
               Salvation
               one
               Day
               ,
               and
               Damnation
               another
               ,
               upon
               one
               and
               the
               same
               Text.
               There
               are
               Quacks
               in
               Divinity
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               in
               Physick
               ,
               and
               Pretenders
               to
               the
               Absolving
               of
               all
               Sins
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               to
               Remedies
               for
               all
               Diseases
               .
               But
               the
               Curate
               went
               beyond
               his
               Province
               ,
               when
               he
               stretch'd
               his
               Patent
               for
               the
               Cure
               of
               Souls
               ,
               to
               a
               kind
               of
               Tutelary
               Guardianship
               over
               Goods
               and
               Chattels
               .
               When
               such
               an
               Impostor
               has
               once
               forfeited
               the
               Credit
               of
               his
               Doctrin
               ,
               't
               is
               a
               shrewd
               Temptation
               to
               his
               Disciples
               to
               question
               the
               very
               〈◊〉
               of
               his
               Commission
               ,
               and
               to
               take
               the
               Stories
               he
               tells
               'em
               of
               the
               
               next
               World
               ,
               to
               be
               no
               better
               than
               a
               Trick
               of
               Spiriting
               Men
               away
               into
               a
               Fool
               's
               Paradise
               :
               But
               when
               he
               comes
               once
               to
               be
               Detected
               ,
               he
               has
               either
               the
               Wolf
               or
               the
               Devil
               to
               bring
               him
               off
               again
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLXVII
             .
             A
             Priest
             and
             a
             
               Sick
               Man.
            
             
          
           
             A
             Priest
             that
             was
             willing
             to
             give
             a
             
               Sick
               Man
            
             a
             Word
             of
             Comfort
             in
             his
             Extream
             Misery
             ,
             told
             him
             ,
             
               That
               whom
               the
               Lord
               loves
               he
               Chastens
               .
            
             'T
             is
             no
             wonder
             he
             has
             so
             few
             Faithful
             Servants
             then
             ,
             says
             the
             Poor
             Man
             ;
             and
             I
             'm
             afraid
             he
             'll
             e'en
             have
             Fewer
             if
             he
             goes
             this
             way
             to
             work
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Ignorance
               is
               some
               sort
               of
               Excuse
               ,
               for
               a
               Man
               that
               Speaks
               or
               does
               an
               Ill
               thing
               ,
               with
               a
               good
               Intention
               ,
               or
               without
               Understanding
               that
               he
               does
               or
               says
               Amiss
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               A
               Man
               should
               no
               more
               commit
               such
               a
               Freak
               as
               this
               is
               ,
               to
               the
               Publick
               ,
               without
               somewhat
               of
               a
               Caution
               or
               Controul
               upon
               't
               ,
               than
               he
               would
               throw
               Rats-bane
               up
               and
               down
               a
               House
               where
               Children
               and
               Fools
               might
               come
               at
               it
               :
               For
               there
               are
               Liquorish
               and
               Inconsiderate
               Readers
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               Children
               ,
               and
               the
               one
               in
               as
               much
               danger
               of
               Mistaking
               Evil
               for
               Good
               ,
               as
               the
               other
               of
               taking
               a
               Dose
               of
               Mercury
               ,
               for
               a
               Sweetmeat
               .
               As
               for
               Example
               ,
               here
               's
               a
               Lewd
               ,
               Atheistical
               Fancy
               expos'd
               at
               Random
               ,
               which
               some
               People
               will
               be
               forward
               enough
               to
               take
               ,
               as
               it
               stands
               Uncorrected
               ,
               for
               a
               very
               fine
               thing
               said
               ,
               and
               by
               that
               means
               give
               some
               sort
               of
               Reputation
               to
               a
               Liberty
               that
               is
               not
               upon
               any
               terms
               to
               be
               endured
               .
               Now
               we
               are
               in
               Charity
               to
               presume
               ,
               that
               the
               Author
               never
               intended
               this
               Extravagant
               Instance
               for
               a
               President
               ,
               and
               therefore
               the
               Imperfection
               of
               the
               Fable
               ,
               must
               be
               help'd
               out
               by
               some
               Pertinent
               Application
               of
               it
               in
               an
               Instructive
               Moral
               .
            
             
               The
               Doctrin
               that
               arises
               from
               this
               Text
               ,
               will
               fall
               under
               the
               Topick
               of
               
                 the
                 Government
                 of
                 the
                 Tongue
              
               ,
               and
               reach
               ,
               in
               the
               Latitude
               ,
               to
               all
               the
               Transports
               and
               Excesses
               of
               that
               Unruly
               Member
               :
               as
               Blasphemy
               ,
               Calumny
               ,
               Scurrility
               ,
               Prophaneness
               ,
               False
               ,
               Vain
               ,
               and
               Evil-Speaking
               and
               the
               like
               ;
               which
               are
               all
               naturally
               enough
               reducible
               to
               the
               same
               Head
               ,
               as
               they
               do
               effectually
               proceed
               from
               the
               same
               Root
               .
               He
               that
               has
               gotten
               a
               Habit
               of
               letting
               his
               Tongue
               run
               before
               his
               Wit
               ,
               will
               rather
               lose
               his
               Honour
               or
               his
               Friend
               ,
               than
               his
               Jest
               ;
               nay
               ,
               and
               venture
               his
               Salvation
               over
               and
               above
               too
               ,
               into
               the
               bargain
               .
               As
               in
               the
               Case
               here
               before
               us
               ,
               where
               we
               have
               a
               Libertine
               Fooling
               even
               in
               his
               Last
               Agonies
               ,
               with
               a
               Witticism
               betwixt
               his
               Teeth
               ,
               without
               any
               regard
               to
               the
               Circumstances
               of
               Sobriety
               and
               Conscience
               .
               
               But
               this
               is
               a
               Wickedness
               only
               for
               Profligates
               and
               Madmen
               ,
               to
               make
               Sport
               with
               ,
               and
               Men
               of
               better
               Sense
               to
               Tremble
               at
               ;
               for
               there
               must
               be
               no
               Quibling
               and
               Trifling
               with
               the
               Majesty
               and
               Judgments
               of
               the
               Almighty
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLXVIII
             .
             A
             Physician
             that
             Cur'd
             Mad-Men
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Physician
             in
             Milan
             that
             took
             upon
             him
             to
             Cure
             Mad-men
             ;
             and
             his
             way
             was
             this
             :
             They
             were
             Ty'd
             Naked
             to
             a
             Stake
             ,
             and
             then
             set
             up
             right
             in
             a
             Nasty
             Puddle
             ,
             Deeper
             or
             Shallower
             ,
             according
             to
             the
             degree
             of
             the
             Distemper
             ;
             and
             there
             to
             continue
             ,
             till
             betwixt
             Cold
             and
             Hunger
             they
             might
             be
             brought
             to
             their
             Wits
             again
             .
             There
             was
             one
             among
             the
             rest
             ,
             that
             after
             Fifteen
             Days
             Soking
             ,
             began
             to
             shew
             some
             signs
             of
             Amendment
             ;
             and
             so
             got
             leave
             of
             the
             Keeper
             for
             the
             Liberty
             of
             the
             Court
             ,
             and
             the
             House
             ,
             upon
             condition
             not
             to
             set
             Foot
             over
             the
             Threshold
             of
             the
             Street-Doors
             .
             He
             past
             his
             Promise
             ,
             and
             was
             as
             good
             as
             his
             Word
             .
          
           
             As
             he
             was
             standing
             one
             Day
             at
             the
             Outer-Gate
             ,
             there
             came
             a
             Falkner
             Riding
             by
             ,
             with
             his
             Kites
             and
             his
             Curs
             ,
             and
             all
             his
             
               Hawking
               Trade
            
             about
             him
             .
             Heark
             ye
             Sir
             ,
             says
             the
             Mad-Man
             ,
             a
             word
             with
             you
             :
             And
             so
             he
             fell
             to
             asking
             him
             Twenty
             Idle
             Questions
             ,
             What
             was
             this
             ,
             and
             what
             was
             that
             ,
             and
             '
             tother
             ?
             And
             what
             was
             all
             this
             good
             for
             ?
             and
             the
             like
             .
             The
             Gentleman
             gave
             him
             an
             Answer
             to
             every
             thing
             in
             Form.
             As
             for
             Example
             ,
             
               This
               that
               I
               Ride
               upon
            
             ,
             (
             says
             he
             )
             
               is
               a
            
             Horse
             ,
             
               that
               I
               keep
               for
               my
               Sport
               ;
               this
               Bird
               upon
               my
               Fist
               is
               a
            
             Hawk
             
               that
               Catches
               me
               Quails
               and
               Partridges
               ;
               and
               those
               Dogs
               are
            
             Spaniels
             
               to
               spring
               my
               Game
            
             .
             That
             's
             well
             ,
             says
             the
             Fool
             ,
             and
             what
             may
             all
             the
             Birds
             be
             worth
             now
             ,
             that
             you
             catch
             in
             a
             Twelve
             Month
             ?
             Why
             it
             may
             be
             some
             
               Ten
               or
               Fifteen
               Pound
            
             perhaps
             ,
             says
             '
             tother
             .
             Ay
             but
             (
             says
             the
             Mad
             Fellow
             again
             ,
             )
             what
             may
             all
             your
             
               Hawks
               ,
               Dogs
            
             ,
             and
             Horses
             cost
             you
             in
             a
             Year
             ?
             
               Some
               Fifteen
               times
               as
               much
               perchance
               ,
            
             says
             the
             Falkner
             .
             Get
             you
             out
             of
             the
             way
             then
             immediately
             (
             cries
             the
             Fool
             ,
             )
             before
             our
             Doctor
             gets
             sight
             of
             you
             ;
             for
             if
             he
             sow●…'d
             me
             up
             to
             the
             Middle
             in
             the
             Pond
             ,
             you
             'll
             be
             in
             as
             sure
             as
             a
             Gun
             up
             to
             the
             Ears
             if
             he
             can
             but
             set
             Eye
             on
             ye
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Every
               Man
               living
               is
               Mad
               in
               some
               respect
               or
               other
               ,
               and
               the
               Doctors
               themselves
               as
               Mad
               as
               the
               Patients
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Story
               gives
               us
               to
               understand
               in
               the
               Application
               of
               it
               ,
               that
               there
               are
               more
               Mad-men
               out
               of
               Bedlam
               than
               in
               't
               ;
               and
               that
               according
               to
               Horace
               ,
               We
               are
               all
               Mad
               ,
               every
               Mother's
               Child
               of
               us
               ,
               more
               or
               less
               ;
               and
               therefore
               't
               is
               but
               Neighbourly
               Justice
               for
               One
               Mad-man
               to
               bear
               with
               another
               .
               'T
               was
               well
               enough
               said
               of
               a
               Fellow
               in
               a
               Mad-House
               that
               was
               asked
               in
               the
               Interval
               of
               his
               Distemper
               ,
               how
               he
               came
               to
               be
               there
               ?
               Why
               ,
               says
               he
               ,
               
                 The
                 Mad
                 Folks
                 abroad
                 are
                 too
                 many
                 for
                 us
                 ,
                 and
                 so
                 they
                 have
                 Master'd
                 all
                 the
                 Sober
                 People
                 ,
                 and
                 Coop'd
                 'em
                 up
                 here
                 .
              
               There
               's
               an
               Alienation
               of
               Mind
               in
               the
               Moral
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               in
               the
               Physical
               Acceptation
               of
               the
               Expression
               ;
               and
               he
               's
               as
               Mad
               a
               Man
               that
               abuses
               his
               Reason
               ,
               as
               he
               that
               has
               lost
               the
               Exercise
               of
               it
               :
               Beside
               ,
               that
               there
               's
               as
               great
               a
               Diversity
               of
               Freak
               and
               Extravagancy
               in
               the
               one
               Sense
               as
               in
               the
               other
               ;
               and
               they
               have
               their
               Paroxisms
               and
               their
               Intermissions
               both
               alike
               .
               Every
               Man
               Living
               in
               fine
               ,
               has
               his
               weak
               side
               ,
               and
               't
               is
               but
               striking
               the
               right
               Vein
               to
               set
               the
               Humour
               a
               Working
               .
            
             
               The
               General
               Doctrin
               of
               this
               Parable
               ,
               we
               find
               summ'd
               up
               in
               a
               very
               few
               Words
               here
               ;
               that
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               he
               that
               eagerly
               pursues
               any
               thing
               ,
               and
               gives
               more
               for
               't
               than
               it
               is
               worth
               ,
               is
               no
               better
               than
               a
               Mad-Man
               .
               Now
               the
               way
               to
               make
               a
               true
               estimate
               ,
               both
               of
               the
               Price
               and
               of
               the
               Purchase
               ,
               is
               only
               to
               set
               the
               one
               against
               the
               other
               ,
               and
               so
               to
               Ballance
               the
               Account
               .
               One
               Mans
               Head
               runs
               Riot
               upon
               Hawks
               ,
               Hounds
               ,
               Dice
               ,
               Drabs
               ,
               Drinking
               ,
               Revelling
               ,
               and
               for
               Brevity
               sake
               ,
               we
               may
               e'en
               take
               in
               the
               whole
               Roll
               of
               Good
               Natur'd
               Sins
               and
               Pleasures
               ,
               (
               if
               I
               may
               call
               them
               so
               ,
               )
               that
               may
               serve
               to
               Gratify
               a
               Sensual
               Appetite
               .
               Let
               but
               a
               Man
               consider
               now
               the
               Time
               ,
               Mony
               ,
               Care
               ,
               Labour
               ,
               and
               Vexation
               that
               this
               Wild-Goose-Chase
               has
               cost
               him
               ,
               and
               then
               say
               to
               himself
               on
               the
               other
               hand
               ,
               what
               have
               I
               gotten
               to
               answer
               all
               this
               Expence
               ,
               but
               the
               Loose
               ,
               Giddy
               Frolick
               of
               a
               few
               Mad
               Hours
               ,
               attended
               with
               Claps
               ,
               Gouts
               ,
               Palsies
               ,
               Infamy
               ,
               Beggery
               ,
               Nauseous
               Qualms
               ,
               Surfeiting
               Satieties
               ,
               Anxiety
               of
               Thought
               and
               Conscience
               ,
               and
               all
               attended
               with
               the
               Anguish
               of
               a
               Late
               and
               an
               Unprofitable
               Repentance
               in
               the
               Conclusion
               ?
               And
               it
               is
               the
               same
               thing
               too
               with
               the
               Diabolical
               Transports
               of
               Ambition
               ,
               Pride
               ,
               Envy
               ,
               Revenge
               ,
               and
               the
               like
               ;
               over
               and
               above
               the
               Irreparable
               Loss
               of
               a
               Thousand
               Blessed
               Opportunities
               ,
               to
               the
               extream
               Hazard
               of
               Eternity
               it self
               .
               When
               't
               is
               come
               to
               this
               once
               ,
               there
               's
               no
               way
               but
               the
               Doctor
               's
               Discipline
               ;
               that
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               Mortification
               and
               Affliction
               to
               bring
               us
               to
               our selves
               again
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLXIX
             .
             A
             
               Country
               Fellow
            
             Climbing
             a
             Tree
             .
          
           
             A
             Country
             Fellow
             got
             an
             Unlucky
             Tumble
             from
             a
             Tree
             :
             Why
             this
             't
             is
             ,
             (
             says
             a
             Passenger
             ,
             )
             when
             People
             will
             be
             doing
             things
             Hand
             over
             Head
             ,
             without
             either
             Fear
             or
             Wit
             :
             Now
             could
             I
             have
             taught
             you
             a
             way
             to
             climb
             a
             Thousand
             Trees
             ,
             and
             never
             hurt
             your self
             with
             a
             Fall.
             Alas
             ,
             says
             'tother
             ,
             the
             Advice
             comes
             too
             late
             for
             this
             Bout
             ,
             but
             let
             's
             have
             it
             however
             ;
             for
             a
             body
             may
             be
             the
             better
             for
             't
             another
             time
             .
             Why
             then
             (
             says
             the
             Traveller
             ,
             )
             
               You
               must
               take
               care
               for
               the
               future
               ,
               whenever
               you
               Climb
               another
               Tree
               ,
               that
               you
               come
               no
               faster
               down
               than
               you
               went
               up
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Do
               nothing
               Rashly
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               Good
               Counsel
               rather
               to
               take
               Time
               and
               Leisure
               in
               matters
               that
               will
               bear
               it
               ,
               then
               to
               venture
               Neck
               and
               All
               with
               overmuch
               Hast.
               
            
             
               All
               Rash
               and
               Aspiring
               Humours
               ,
               fall
               under
               the
               Reproof
               of
               this
               Moral
               ;
               for
               there
               are
               Climbers
               in
               State
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               in
               Woods
               and
               Orchards
               ;
               and
               Favourites
               run
               as
               great
               a
               Risque
               in
               Mounting
               to
               Honours
               ,
               Charges
               and
               Preferments
               ,
               as
               the
               Fellow
               did
               here
               in
               Climbing
               an
               Apple-Tree
               .
               Their
               Rise
               is
               commonly
               Gentle
               and
               Step
               by
               Step
               ;
               but
               when
               they
               are
               once
               up
               ,
               they
               are
               in
               danger
               of
               falling
               down
               again
               by
               their
               own
               Weight
               :
               Wherefore
               Slow
               and
               Sure
               in
               these
               Cases
               ,
               is
               good
               Counsel
               .
               'T
               is
               a
               Roguy
               kind
               of
               a
               Saying
               ,
               that
               
                 He
                 that
                 will
                 be
                 Rich
                 before
                 Night
                 ,
                 may
                 be
                 Hang'd
                 before
                 Noon
                 .
              
               High
               Places
               are
               Slippery
               ,
               and
               it
               turns
               the
               very
               Brain
               of
               a
               Man
               to
               look
               down
               from
               '
               em
               .
               He
               that
               first
               call'd
               
                 Experience
                 the
                 Mistress
                 of
                 Fools
              
               ,
               might
               at
               the
               same
               time
               have
               told
               us
               upon
               the
               Opposition
               ,
               that
               
                 Nature
                 is
                 the
                 Mistress
                 of
                 Wise
                 Men
                 :
              
               Only
               the
               one
               looks
               forward
               from
               the
               Causes
               into
               the
               Effects
               ,
               and
               the
               other
               traces
               the
               Truth
               ,
               and
               the
               Reason
               of
               Things
               backward
               ,
               from
               the
               Effects
               up
               to
               their
               Causes
               .
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               the
               one
               Teaches
               us
               Wit
               ,
               by
               shewing
               us
               where
               we
               play'd
               the
               Fool
               ,
               and
               the
               other
               Teaches
               us
               Wit
               ,
               by
               keeping
               us
               before-hand
               from
               Playing
               the
               Fool
               at
               all
               .
               To
               apply
               this
               Moral
               to
               the
               Fable
               now
               ,
               the
               stress
               of
               it
               rests
               upon
               the
               matter
               of
               Foresight
               ,
               and
               After-Wit
               ,
               and
               the
               Doctrin
               tells
               us
               ,
               that
               he
               that
               wants
               the
               one
               ,
               must
               make
               his
               Best
               of
               the
               other
               :
               This
               was
               the
               very
               Case
               of
               the
               Man
               in
               the
               Orchard
               here
               ,
               before
               and
               after
               his
               Fall.
               Now
               Nature
               does
               nothing
               by
               Starts
               and
               Leaps
               ,
               or
               in
               a
               Hurry
               ,
               as
               we
               say
               ;
               but
               all
               her
               Motions
               are
               Gradual
               ,
               Regular
               ,
               and
               without
               Noise
               ,
               which
               may
               serve
               us
               for
               a
               Lesson
               ,
               and
               a
               President
               ,
               not
               to
               do
               any
               thing
               Rashly
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLXX
             .
             One
             that
             had
             Lost
             his
             Mony
             and
             
               Cloaths
               at
               Play.
            
             
          
           
             A
             Fellow
             that
             had
             lost
             his
             Mony
             and
             Cloaths
             at
             Play
             ,
             stood
             sniv'ling
             at
             a
             Tavern
             Door
             ,
             to
             think
             what
             would
             become
             of
             him
             .
             One
             of
             his
             Acquaintance
             came
             to
             him
             ,
             and
             asked
             him
             what
             he
             Cry'd
             for
             ?
             For
             Nothing
             ,
             says
             he
             .
             How
             come
             you
             to
             Cry
             then
             ,
             says
             'tother
             ,
             if
             you
             have
             nothing
             to
             Trouble
             you
             ?
             Why
             for
             that
             very
             Reason
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             because
             I
             have
             Nothing
             .
             Now
             the
             one
             took
             it
             that
             he
             had
             no
             Reason
             to
             Cry
             ,
             and
             the
             other
             meant
             that
             he
             Cry'd
             because
             he
             had
             nothing
             left
             him
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Cautions
               are
               as
               Instructive
               as
               Precepts
               ;
               the
               one
               shews
               us
               what
               we
               are
               not
               to
               do
               ,
               and
               the
               other
               what
               we
               are
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Quirk
               is
               little
               better
               than
               the
               Childrens
               Play
               of
               
                 Riddle
                 me
                 ,
                 Riddle
                 me
              
               ;
               though
               the
               Conceit
               I
               know
               is
               Celebrated
               among
               the
               Apothegms
               of
               the
               Ancients
               .
               The
               Mony
               and
               the
               Cloaths
               were
               Lost
               on
               purpose
               to
               make
               way
               for
               the
               Jest
               ;
               as
               the
               Gentleman
               dropt
               his
               Book
               into
               the
               River
               ,
               off
               of
               
                 Maudlin
                 Bridge
              
               in
               Cambridge
               :
               What
               's
               that
               ,
               says
               one
               of
               his
               Acquaintance
               that
               was
               passing
               by
               ?
               Alas
               ,
               says
               t'other
               ,
               't
               is
               
                 Iust
                 In
              
               ;
               now
               the
               Book
               was
               Iustin.
               We
               may
               observe
               from
               hence
               ,
               what
               Pains
               some
               Men
               take
               to
               make
               themselves
               Ridiculous
               ,
               and
               that
               Study
               may
               improve
               a
               Coxcomb
               as
               well
               as
               a
               Philosopher
               .
               We
               may
               learn
               further
               ,
               that
               
                 Men
                 do
                 not
                 know
                 when
                 they
                 are
                 well
                 ,
              
               or
               when
               they
               have
               enough
               ;
               but
               shift
               and
               squander
               till
               they
               would
               half
               Hang
               themselves
               at
               last
               ,
               to
               be
               where
               they
               were
               again
               .
               It
               may
               be
               another
               Note
               too
               ,
               the
               Unreasonableness
               of
               Jesting
               in
               Cases
               of
               Distress
               :
               So
               that
               the
               Figure
               at
               last
               is
               Fool
               all
               over
               .
               Upon
               the
               whole
               ,
               the
               Fellow
               Plays
               ,
               and
               loses
               his
               very
               Back-side
               ,
               and
               then
               Cries
               :
               And
               what
               is
               all
               this
               more
               now
               ,
               then
               the
               laying
               of
               a
               Train
               for
               bringing
               in
               by
               Head
               and
               Shoulders
               the
               miserable
               Conceit
               of
               Nothing
               upon
               Nothing
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLXXI
             .
             A
             Blinkard
             Buying
             of
             Wheat
             .
          
           
             UPon
             a
             time
             when
             there
             was
             an
             Extreme
             Scarcity
             of
             Corn
             in
             Florence
             ,
             a
             Poor
             Wretch
             with
             
               One
               Eye
            
             ,
             was
             sent
             to
             the
             Market
             with
             a
             Great
             Sack
             ,
             to
             Buy
             such
             a
             Provision
             of
             
             Wheat
             :
             He
             goes
             to
             his
             Corn-Merchant
             ,
             and
             asks
             him
             the
             Price
             of
             so
             many
             Measures
             .
             Why
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             one
             of
             these
             Measures
             is
             as
             much
             as
             one
             of
             your
             Eyes
             is
             worth
             ;
             (
             meaning
             ,
             that
             Wheat
             was
             very
             Dear
             .
             )
             Why
             then
             cries
             an
             Unlucky
             Wag
             ,
             that
             stood
             by
             there
             ,
             A
             less
             Bag
             methinks
             might
             have
             serv'd
             your
             Turn
             ,
             for
             One
             of
             those
             Measures
             is
             as
             much
             as
             you
             are
             able
             to
             Pay
             for
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               A
               Ieering
               Buffoon
               is
               the
               common
               Enemy
               of
               Mankind
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               IT
               is
               a
               high
               Point
               of
               Ill
               Nature
               ,
               and
               Ill
               Manners
               ,
               to
               make
               Sport
               with
               any
               Mans
               Imperfections
               that
               he
               cannot
               help
               ;
               and
               it
               holds
               as
               well
               too
               in
               the
               case
               of
               our
               Misfortunes
               ,
               if
               we
               have
               not
               brought
               them
               upon
               our selves
               by
               our
               own
               Fault
               .
               'T
               is
               enough
               ,
               where
               any
               thing
               of
               this
               falls
               out
               one
               way
               or
               t'other
               ,
               that
               Providence
               and
               Nature
               will
               have
               it
               so
               :
               But
               Intemperate
               Wits
               will
               spare
               neither
               Friend
               nor
               Foe
               ;
               and
               make
               themselves
               the
               common
               Enemies
               of
               Mankind
               .
               Men
               that
               are
               given
               to
               this
               Licentious
               Humour
               of
               Scoffing
               at
               Personal
               Blemishes
               and
               Defects
               ,
               should
               do
               well
               methinks
               to
               look
               into
               themselves
               a
               little
               ,
               and
               begin
               their
               Animadversions
               at
               Home
               ;
               for
               which
               is
               the
               Greater
               Scandal
               ,
               the
               want
               of
               Charity
               ,
               Modesty
               ,
               Humanity
               ;
               or
               the
               want
               of
               an
               Eye
               ?
               'T
               is
               the
               Reasonable
               Soul
               that
               makes
               the
               Man
               ,
               not
               the
               Body
               ;
               and
               a
               Deformity
               in
               the
               Nobler
               Part
               is
               Ten
               Thousand
               Times
               more
               liable
               to
               Reproach
               ,
               than
               an
               Imperfection
               in
               the
               other
               .
               We
               are
               not
               answerable
               for
               our
               Persons
               ,
               but
               for
               our
               Manners
               we
               are
               .
               The
               Scorner
               should
               do
               well
               also
               to
               consider
               upon
               the
               Sight
               of
               a
               Cripple
               ,
               or
               a
               Monster
               ,
               that
               it
               was
               only
               the
               Distinguishing
               Mercy
               of
               Heaven
               that
               kept
               him
               from
               being
               one
               too
               ;
               and
               not
               render
               himself
               by
               his
               Ingratitude
               the
               more
               Abominable
               Monster
               of
               the
               Two.
               The
               Boy
               in
               fine
               ,
               did
               very
               Ill
               ,
               and
               if
               he
               had
               but
               been
               soundly
               Whipt
               for
               't
               ,
               it
               would
               have
               Perfected
               the
               Morality
               of
               the
               Fable
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLXXII
             .
             A
             Country-man
             with
             his
             Asses
             .
          
           
             A
             Countrey-man
             that
             had
             been
             at
             Market
             with
             his
             Corn
             ,
             and
             was
             Driving
             his
             Asses
             Home
             again
             ,
             Mounted
             one
             of
             the
             Best
             of
             them
             to
             Ease
             himself
             :
             When
             he
             was
             up
             ,
             he
             fell
             to
             Counting
             ,
             and
             so
             kept
             Telling
             them
             over
             and
             over
             ,
             all
             the
             way
             he
             went
             ,
             but
             still
             wanted
             one
             of
             his
             Number
             .
             Upon
             this
             ,
             away
             he
             goes
             to
             the
             Market
             Town
             ,
             whence
             he
             came
             ,
             (
             a
             
             matter
             of
             Seven
             Miles
             off
             ,
             back
             again
             ,
             )
             Enquiring
             of
             all
             he
             met
             ,
             if
             any
             Body
             had
             seen
             his
             Ass.
             He
             could
             learn
             no
             Tydings
             of
             him
             ,
             and
             so
             Home
             he
             went
             ,
             Late
             at
             Night
             ,
             as
             arrant
             a
             Fool
             ,
             as
             he
             set
             out
             .
             The
             Loss
             went
             to
             the
             Heart
             of
             him
             ,
             but
             upon
             Alighting
             ,
             and
             his
             Wives
             giving
             him
             the
             Hint
             ,
             he
             found
             his
             Beast
             again
             ,
             and
             that
             the
             Ass
             he
             rode
             upon
             was
             forgot
             in
             the
             Reckoning
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Butcher
               look'd
               for
               his
               Knife
               when
               he
               had
               it
               in
               his
               Mouth
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               many
               a
               Man's
               Case
               ,
               to
               fancy
               that
               he
               wants
               what
               in
               Truth
               he
               has
               ;
               and
               then
               to
               Tire
               himself
               out
               with
               Hunting
               after
               it
               Abroad
               ,
               when
               he
               carries
               it
               about
               him
               all
               this
               while
               ,
               and
               may
               have
               it
               better
               Cheap
               at
               Home
               .
               The
               Bare
               Supposal
               of
               one
               Petty
               Loss
               ,
               makes
               us
               unthankful
               for
               all
               that
               's
               left
               .
               We
               are
               naturally
               apt
               to
               think
               our Selves
               Miserable
               ,
               and
               the
               very
               thinking
               so
               makes
               us
               so
               .
               This
               Conceit
               puts
               us
               upon
               the
               Ramble
               up
               and
               down
               for
               Relief
               ,
               (
               and
               all
               in
               vain
               too
               ,
               )
               'till
               very
               Weariness
               brings
               us
               at
               last
               to
               our selves
               again
               ,
               where
               we
               find
               the
               Ass
               we
               sought
               for
               ,
               and
               the
               Cure
               of
               all
               our
               Misfortunes
               in
               our
               own
               Breasts
               .
               A
               Man
               may
               be
               so
               intent
               upon
               one
               thing
               ,
               as
               to
               heed
               nothing
               else
               ,
               as
               he
               that
               spent
               half
               a
               day
               to
               look
               for
               his
               Odd
               Stocking
               ,
               when
               he
               had
               them
               both
               upon
               a
               Leg.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLXXIII
             .
             A
             Man
             that
             Carried
             his
             Plough
             to
             Ease
             his
             Oxen.
             
          
           
             A
             Peasant
             that
             had
             Plow'd
             himself
             and
             his
             Oxen
             quite
             a
             Weary
             ,
             Mounted
             an
             Ass
             ,
             with
             the
             Plough
             before
             him
             ,
             and
             sent
             the
             Oxen
             to
             Dinner
             :
             The
             Poor
             Ass
             ,
             he
             found
             ,
             was
             ready
             to
             Sink
             under
             the
             Load
             ,
             and
             so
             he
             took
             up
             the
             Plough
             ,
             and
             lay'd
             it
             upon
             his
             own
             Shoulders
             .
             Now
             ,
             says
             he
             to
             the
             Ass
             ,
             Thou
             mayst
             carry
             Me
             well
             enough
             ,
             when
             I
             carry
             the
             Plough
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Some
               Brute
               Animals
               ,
               have
               more
               understanding
               then
               some
               Men.
               
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               MAN
               and
               Wife
               are
               in
               many
               Cases
               the
               Plough-man
               here
               ,
               and
               his
               Ass
               ;
               they
               think
               to
               Ease
               one
               another
               ,
               not
               considering
               that
               what
               either
               of
               them
               bears
               ,
               is
               a
               common
               Burden
               to
               both
               .
               There
               was
               a
               Fuddling
               Couple
               that
               sold
               Ale
               ,
               and
               their
               Humour
               was
               to
               Drink
               Drunk
               
                 Hand
                 to
                 Fist
              
               ,
               upon
               their
               own
               Liquor
               :
               They
               laid
               down
               their
               Club
               still
               for
               what
               they
               had
               ,
               and
               this
               they
               called
               
                 Forcing
                 a
                 Trade
              
               .
               Now
               so
               long
               as
               the
               Tipple
               was
               paid
               for
               ,
               all
               went
               merrily
               on
               they
               thought
               ,
               without
               ever
               so
               much
               as
               Dreaming
               that
               't
               was
               at
               their
               own
               Cost
               .
               'T
               is
               much
               thereabouts
               betwixt
               Rulers
               and
               Subjects
               :
               The
               Prince
               may
               carry
               the
               Plough
               perhaps
               ,
               but
               the
               weight
               of
               both
               Plow
               and
               Prince
               lies
               upon
               the
               Peoples
               Shoulders
               .
            
          
        
      
       
         
         
           Miscellany
           Fables
           .
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLXXIV
             .
             A
             Fox
             and
             a
             Cat.
             
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Question
             started
             betwixt
             a
             Fox
             and
             a
             Cat
             ,
             which
             of
             the
             Two
             could
             make
             the
             best
             Shift
             in
             the
             World
             ,
             if
             they
             were
             put
             to
             a
             Pinch
             .
             For
             my
             own
             part
             ,
             (
             says
             Reynard
             ,
             )
             when
             the
             worst
             comes
             to
             the
             worst
             ,
             I
             have
             a
             whole
             Budget
             of
             Tricks
             to
             come
             off
             with
             at
             last
             .
             At
             that
             very
             instant
             ,
             up
             comes
             a
             Pack
             of
             Dogs
             full-Cry
             toward
             them
             .
             The
             Cat
             presently
             takes
             a
             Tree
             ,
             and
             sees
             the
             Poor
             Fox
             torn
             to
             Pieces
             upon
             the
             very
             Spot
             .
             Well
             ,
             (
             says
             Puss
             to
             her self
             ,
             )
             One
             Sure
             Trick
             I
             find
             is
             better
             than
             a
             Hundred
             Slippery
             ones
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Nature
               has
               provided
               better
               for
               us
               ,
               then
               we
               could
               have
               done
               for
               our selves
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               ONE
               Double
               Practice
               may
               be
               disappointed
               by
               another
               ;
               but
               the
               Gifts
               of
               Nature
               are
               beyond
               all
               the
               Shams
               and
               Shuffles
               in
               the
               World.
               There
               's
               as
               much
               difference
               betwixt
               Craft
               and
               Wisdom
               ,
               as
               there
               is
               betwixt
               Philosophy
               and
               Slight
               of
               Hand
               .
               Shifting
               and
               Shuffling
               may
               serve
               for
               a
               Time
               ,
               but
               Truth
               and
               Simplicity
               will
               most
               certainly
               carry
               it
               at
               the
               long
               run
               .
               When
               a
               Man
               of
               Trick
               comes
               once
               to
               be
               Detected
               ,
               he
               's
               Lost
               ,
               even
               to
               all
               Intents
               and
               Purposes
               :
               Not
               but
               that
               one
               Invention
               may
               in
               some
               Cases
               be
               Honestly
               Countermin'd
               with
               another
               .
               But
               this
               is
               to
               be
               said
               upon
               the
               whole
               matter
               ,
               That
               Nature
               provides
               better
               for
               us
               ,
               then
               we
               can
               do
               for
               our selves
               ;
               and
               instructs
               every
               Creature
               more
               or
               less
               ,
               how
               to
               shift
               for
               it self
               in
               cases
               of
               Ordinary
               Danger
               .
               Some
               bring
               themselves
               off
               by
               their
               Wings
               ,
               others
               by
               their
               Heels
               ,
               Craft
               or
               Strength
               .
               Some
               have
               their
               Cells
               or
               Hiding
               Places
               ;
               and
               upon
               the
               Upshot
               ,
               they
               do
               more
               by
               Vertue
               of
               a
               Common
               Instinct
               toward
               their
               own
               Preservation
               ,
               then
               if
               they
               had
               the
               whole
               Colledge
               of
               the
               Virtuosi
               for
               their
               Advisers
               .
               It
               was
               Nature
               in
               fine
               ,
               that
               brought
               off
               the
               Cat
               ,
               when
               the
               Foxes
               whole
               Budget
               of
               Inventions
               fail'd
               him
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLXXV
             .
             The
             
               Dancing
               Apes
            
             .
          
           
             A
             Certain
             
               Aegyptian
               King
            
             Endow'd
             a
             Dancing-School
             for
             the
             Institution
             of
             
               Apes
               of
               Quality
            
             ;
             and
             when
             they
             came
             to
             be
             Perfect
             in
             their
             Lessons
             ,
             they
             were
             Dress'd
             up
             after
             the
             best
             manner
             ,
             and
             so
             brought
             forth
             for
             a
             Spectacle
             upon
             the
             Stage
             .
             As
             they
             were
             in
             the
             Middle
             of
             their
             Gamboles
             ,
             somebody
             threw
             a
             Handful
             of
             Apples
             among
             them
             ,
             that
             set
             them
             presently
             together
             by
             the
             Ears
             upon
             the
             Scramble
             ,
             without
             any
             regard
             in
             the
             World
             to
             the
             Business
             in
             Hand
             ,
             or
             to
             the
             Dignity
             of
             their
             Education
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Force
               of
               Nature
               is
               infinitely
               beyond
               that
               of
               Discipline
               and
               Imitation
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               MEN
               have
               their
               weak
               Sides
               as
               well
               as
               Apes
               ,
               and
               it
               is
               not
               in
               the
               Power
               of
               Study
               and
               Discipline
               to
               extinguish
               Natural
               Inclinations
               ;
               no
               not
               so
               much
               as
               to
               Conceal
               them
               for
               any
               long
               time
               ,
               but
               they
               'l
               be
               breaking
               out
               now
               and
               then
               by
               Starts
               and
               Surprizes
               ,
               and
               discover
               themselves
               .
               The
               Apes
               were
               taught
               their
               Apes
               Tricks
               by
               a
               Dancing
               Master
               ;
               but
               it
               was
               Nature
               that
               taught
               them
               to
               Eat
               Apples
               ,
               and
               the
               natural
               Institution
               was
               much
               the
               stronger
               of
               the
               Two.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLXXVI
             .
             An
             Ass
             and
             
               Two
               Travellers
            
             .
          
           
             A
             Couple
             of
             Travellers
             that
             took
             up
             an
             Ass
             in
             a
             Forrest
             ,
             fell
             downright
             to
             Loggerheads
             ,
             which
             of
             the
             Two
             should
             be
             his
             Master
             :
             So
             the
             Ass
             was
             to
             stand
             by
             ,
             to
             see
             those
             Two
             Boobies
             try
             their
             Title
             to
             him
             by
             a
             Rubber
             at
             Cuffs
             .
             The
             Ass
             very
             fairly
             look'd
             on
             ,
             'till
             they
             had
             Box'd
             themselves
             a
             Weary
             ,
             and
             then
             left
             them
             both
             in
             the
             Lurch
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               a
               common
               thing
               ,
               both
               in
               Love
               ,
               Law
               and
               Arms
               ,
               for
               Plaintiff
               and
               Defendant
               to
               lye
               Battering
               one
               another
               for
               a
               Prize
               that
               gives
               them
               both
               the
               slip
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               MANY
               People
               have
               fair
               Opportunities
               put
               into
               their
               Hands
               ,
               and
               want
               Wit
               to
               make
               Use
               of
               them
               .
               Here
               was
               a
               silly
               Controversy
               ,
               as
               sillily
               Manag'd
               ,
               and
               Two
               Quarrelsom
               Fools
               out-witted
               by
               an
               Ass.
               Why
               did
               they
               not
               keep
               him
               when
               they
               had
               him
               sure
               ?
               Or
               why
               did
               they
               not
               Compound
               the
               matter
               ,
               and
               Divide
               ,
               when
               the
               one
               had
               no
               more
               right
               to
               him
               than
               the
               other
               ?
               But
               this
               of
               the
               Travellers
               and
               the
               Ass
               is
               a
               common
               Case
               ,
               and
               a
               Frivolous
               Contentious
               Law-Suit
               is
               the
               Moral
               of
               it
               ;
               when
               Plaintiff
               and
               Defendant
               are
               Worrying
               one
               another
               about
               the
               Title
               ,
               till
               they
               have
               spent
               the
               Estate
               .
               So
               the
               Travellers
               fought
               here
               for
               an
               Ass
               ,
               and
               the
               Ass
               ran
               away
               with
               the
               Stakes
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLXXVII
             .
             Mercury
             and
             Fishermen
             .
          
           
             SOme
             Fishermen
             that
             had
             caught
             more
             Fish
             then
             they
             knew
             what
             to
             do
             withal
             ,
             Invited
             Mercury
             to
             take
             part
             with
             them
             ;
             but
             finding
             that
             the
             Invitation
             was
             not
             so
             much
             matter
             of
             Respect
             ,
             as
             to
             get
             rid
             of
             the
             Glut
             they
             had
             taken
             ,
             he
             very
             fairly
             left
             them
             to
             Eat
             by
             themselves
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               In
               all
               the
               Good
               Offices
               of
               Human
               Society
               ,
               't
               is
               the
               Will
               and
               the
               Affection
               that
               Creates
               the
               Obligation
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               the
               ordinary
               Practice
               of
               the
               World
               ,
               for
               Men
               to
               be
               kind
               to
               other
               People
               for
               their
               own
               Sakes
               ;
               or
               at
               least
               to
               be
               frank
               of
               Civilities
               that
               cost
               them
               nothing
               :
               Wherefore
               we
               are
               to
               Distinguish
               betwixt
               Kindnesses
               that
               are
               only
               matter
               of
               Course
               ,
               and
               Friendly
               Offices
               that
               are
               done
               out
               of
               Choice
               and
               Good
               Will.
               Where
               's
               the
               Obligation
               ,
               the
               Friendship
               ,
               or
               the
               Respect
               of
               any
               Man
               's
               making
               me
               a
               Present
               of
               what
               he
               neither
               cares
               for
               himself
               ,
               nor
               knows
               what
               to
               do
               withal
               ?
               And
               of
               that
               which
               I
               am
               to
               be
               never
               the
               better
               for
               neither
               ?
               The
               Fellow
               here
               had
               taken
               more
               Fish
               then
               he
               could
               spend
               while
               they
               were
               Sweet
               ,
               and
               so
               rather
               then
               they
               should
               lye
               by
               to
               stink
               him
               out
               of
               the
               House
               ,
               he
               Invited
               Mercury
               to
               the
               Eating
               of
               them
               ;
               that
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               to
               the
               Helping
               him
               off
               with
               '
               em
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLXXVIII
             .
             An
             Eagle
             and
             a
             Beetle
             .
          
           
             A
             Hare
             that
             was
             hard
             put
             to
             't
             by
             an
             Eagle
             ,
             took
             Sanctuary
             in
             a
             Ditch
             with
             a
             Beetle
             .
             The
             Beetle
             Interceded
             for
             the
             Hare
             :
             The
             Eagle
             Flapt
             off
             the
             former
             ,
             and
             Devoured
             the
             other
             .
             The
             Beetle
             took
             this
             for
             an
             Affront
             to
             Hospitality
             ,
             as
             well
             as
             to
             her Self
             ,
             and
             so
             Meditated
             a
             Revenge
             ,
             watch'd
             the
             Eagle
             up
             to
             her
             Nest
             ,
             follow'd
             her
             ,
             and
             took
             her
             Time
             when
             the
             Eagle
             was
             Abroad
             ,
             and
             so
             made
             a
             shift
             to
             Roll
             out
             the
             Eggs
             ,
             and
             Destroy
             the
             Brood
             .
             The
             Eagle
             upon
             this
             Disappointment
             ,
             Timber'd
             a
             great
             deal
             higher
             next
             Bout
             ;
             the
             Beetle
             watch'd
             her
             still
             ,
             and
             shew'd
             her
             the
             same
             Trick
             once
             again
             .
             Whereupon
             the
             Eagle
             made
             her
             Appeal
             to
             Iupiter
             ,
             who
             gave
             her
             leave
             to
             lay
             her
             next
             Course
             of
             Eggs
             in
             his
             own
             Lap.
             But
             the
             Beetle
             found
             out
             a
             way
             to
             make
             Iupiter
             rise
             up
             from
             his
             Throne
             ;
             so
             that
             upon
             the
             Loosning
             of
             his
             Mantle
             ,
             the
             Eggs
             fell
             from
             him
             at
             Unawares
             ,
             and
             the
             Eagle
             was
             a
             Third
             time
             Defeated
             .
             Iupiter
             stomach'd
             the
             Indignity
             ,
             but
             upon
             Hearing
             the
             Cause
             ,
             he
             found
             the
             Eagle
             to
             be
             the
             Aggressor
             ,
             and
             so
             Acquitted
             the
             Beetle
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               not
               for
               a
               Generous
               Prince
               to
               Countenance
               Oppression
               and
               Injustice
               ,
               even
               in
               his
               most
               Darling
               Favourites
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Rights
               and
               Priviledges
               of
               Hospitality
               are
               so
               Sacred
               ,
               that
               Iupiter
               himself
               would
               not
               Countenance
               the
               Violation
               of
               them
               ,
               even
               in
               his
               own
               Minion
               ,
               the
               Eagle
               .
               Nor
               is
               there
               any
               thing
               so
               despicable
               ,
               (
               as
               we
               see
               in
               the
               case
               of
               the
               Beetle
               ,
               )
               but
               Access
               is
               open
               for
               the
               Cries
               of
               Distressed
               Innocence
               ,
               to
               Divine
               Justice
               .
               Let
               no
               Man
               presume
               because
               he
               is
               Great
               and
               Powerful
               ,
               nor
               Despair
               because
               he
               is
               Low
               and
               Poor
               ;
               for
               the
               one
               may
               Rise
               and
               the
               other
               may
               Fall
               ,
               and
               the
               meanest
               Enemy
               may
               find
               a
               way
               to
               a
               Revenge
               .
               Tyranny
               may
               prosper
               for
               a
               while
               ,
               't
               is
               true
               ,
               and
               under
               the
               Countenance
               of
               a
               Divine
               Permission
               too
               ,
               as
               the
               Eagle
               got
               leave
               here
               to
               Deposite
               her
               Eggs
               (
               or
               her
               Cause
               )
               in
               Heaven
               :
               But
               Iupiter's
               Lap
               it self
               ,
               we
               see
               ,
               is
               no
               Final
               Sanctuary
               for
               an
               Oppressor
               .
               Though
               nothing
               is
               more
               common
               in
               the
               World
               then
               to
               mistake
               Providences
               and
               Judgments
               ,
               and
               to
               call
               the
               Wickedest
               and
               the
               worst
               of
               Men
               and
               of
               Things
               by
               Good
               Names
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLXXIX
             .
             An
             Owl
             and
             
               Little
               Birds
            
             .
          
           
             THere
             goes
             a
             Story
             of
             an
             Owl
             that
             was
             advised
             by
             the
             
               Little
               Birds
            
             to
             Build
             rather
             among
             the
             Boughs
             and
             Leaves
             as
             they
             did
             ,
             then
             in
             Walls
             and
             Hollow
             Trees
             ;
             and
             so
             they
             shew'd
             her
             a
             Young
             Tender
             Plant
             for
             her
             Purpose
             .
             No
             ,
             No
             ,
             says
             the
             Owl
             ,
             those
             Twigs
             in
             time
             will
             come
             to
             be
             Lim'd
             ,
             and
             then
             your'e
             all
             Lost
             if
             you
             do
             but
             touch
             '
             em
             .
             The
             Birds
             gave
             little
             Heed
             to
             't
             ,
             and
             so
             went
             on
             Playing
             and
             Chirping
             among
             the
             Leaves
             still
             ,
             and
             passing
             their
             Time
             there
             in
             Flocks
             as
             formerly
             ;
             till
             in
             the
             conclusion
             the
             Sprigs
             were
             all
             Daub'd
             with
             Lime
             ,
             and
             the
             Poor
             Wretches
             clamm'd
             and
             taken
             .
             Their
             Repentance
             came
             now
             too
             Late
             ;
             but
             in
             Memory
             of
             this
             Notable
             Instance
             of
             the
             Owls
             Foresight
             ,
             the
             Birds
             never
             see
             an
             Owl
             to
             this
             very
             Day
             ,
             but
             they
             Flock
             about
             her
             and
             Follow
             her
             ,
             as
             if
             it
             were
             for
             a
             New
             Lesson
             .
             But
             our
             
               Modern
               Owls
            
             have
             only
             the
             Eyes
             ,
             the
             Beak
             and
             the
             Plume
             of
             the
             Owls
             of
             Athens
             ,
             without
             the
             Wisdom
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Good
               Counsel
               is
               lost
               upon
               those
               that
               have
               not
               the
               Grace
               to
               Hearken
               to
               't
               ;
               or
               do
               not
               Understand
               it
               ,
               or
               will
               not
               Embrace
               and
               Follow
               it
               in
               the
               proper
               Season
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               Wholesom
               Advice
               is
               worth
               nothing
               ,
               unless
               it
               be
               (
               in
               Truth
               ,
               )
               Given
               as
               well
               as
               taken
               in
               Season
               .
               This
               Fable
               shews
               the
               Danger
               and
               the
               Mischief
               of
               either
               Rejecting
               ,
               not
               Heeding
               ,
               or
               not
               Entertaining
               it
               ;
               and
               likewise
               at
               the
               same
               time
               ,
               sets
               forth
               how
               hard
               a
               thing
               it
               is
               to
               fasten
               Profitable
               Advice
               upon
               Men
               that
               Indulge
               themselves
               in
               Ease
               and
               Pleasure
               .
               They
               look
               upon
               it
               as
               so
               much
               time
               lost
               ,
               to
               employ
               the
               Present
               upon
               the
               thought
               of
               the
               Future
               ;
               and
               so
               by
               one
               Delay
               after
               another
               ,
               they
               spin
               out
               their
               whole
               Lives
               ,
               'till
               there
               's
               no
               more
               Future
               left
               before
               '
               em
               .
               This
               Dilatory
               Humour
               proceeds
               partly
               from
               a
               Sloathful
               Laziness
               of
               Temper
               ;
               as
               I
               knew
               a
               Man
               that
               would
               not
               be
               got
               out
               of
               his
               Bed
               when
               the
               House
               was
               afire
               over
               his
               Head.
               Action
               is
               Death
               to
               some
               sort
               of
               People
               ,
               and
               they
               'd
               as
               live
               Hang
               as
               Work.
               It
               arises
               in
               a
               great
               measure
               too
               from
               an
               Habitual
               Heedless
               Inadvertency
               ,
               when
               Men
               are
               so
               intent
               upon
               the
               Present
               ,
               that
               they
               mind
               nothing
               else
               ;
               and
               Counsel
               is
               but
               cast
               away
               upon
               them
               .
               
                 Birds
                 of
                 Pleasure
              
               ,
               and
               Men
               of
               Pleasure
               are
               too
               Merry
               to
               be
               Wise
               ;
               and
               the
               case
               of
               this
               Fable
               is
               but
               the
               common
               case
               of
               the
               World.
               Wholsom
               Advice
               comes
               in
               at
               one
               Ear
               ,
               and
               goes
               out
               at
               '
               tother
               .
               Men
               ,
               in
               short
               ,
               of
               Blood
               
               and
               Appetite
               ,
               have
               no
               Foresight
               〈◊〉
               and
               so
               Postpone
               Prudence
               as
               a
               Vertue
               of
               another
               Season
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLXXX
             .
             A
             Gourd
             and
             a
             Pine.
             
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Gourd
             Planted
             close
             by
             a
             Large
             Well-spread
             Pine
             :
             The
             Season
             was
             Kindly
             ,
             and
             the
             Gourd
             shot
             it self
             up
             in
             a
             short
             time
             ,
             climbing
             by
             the
             Bows
             ,
             and
             twining
             about
             'em
             ,
             'till
             it
             topp'd
             and
             cover'd
             the
             Tree
             it self
             .
             The
             Leaves
             were
             Large
             ,
             and
             the
             Flowers
             and
             the
             Fruit
             fair
             ;
             insomuch
             that
             the
             Gourd
             had
             the
             confidence
             to
             value
             it self
             above
             the
             Pine
             ,
             upon
             the
             comparison
             .
             Why
             says
             the
             Gourd
             ,
             you
             have
             been
             more
             Years
             a
             Growing
             to
             this
             Stature
             then
             I
             have
             been
             Days
             .
             Well
             ,
             says
             the
             Pine
             again
             ,
             but
             after
             so
             many
             Winters
             and
             Summers
             as
             I
             have
             endured
             ,
             after
             so
             many
             Blasting
             Colds
             ,
             and
             Parching
             Heats
             ,
             you
             see
             me
             the
             very
             same
             thing
             still
             that
             I
             was
             so
             long
             ago
             .
             But
             when
             you
             come
             to
             the
             Proof
             once
             ,
             the
             First
             Blight
             or
             Frost
             shall
             most
             infallibly
             bring
             down
             that
             Stomach
             of
             yours
             ,
             and
             strip
             ye
             of
             all
             your
             Glory
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Nothing
               so
               Insolent
               and
               Intolerable
               as
               a
               Proud
               Upstart
               that
               's
               rais'd
               from
               a
               Dunghil
               ;
               he
               forgets
               both
               his
               Master
               and
               his
               Maker
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Gourd
               here
               is
               an
               Emblem
               of
               Vain
               Pride
               and
               Ingratitude
               ;
               and
               the
               Pine
               bids
               Princes
               and
               Great
               Men
               have
               a
               care
               what
               Favourites
               they
               prefer
               ▪
               and
               what
               Friendships
               they
               Entertain
               ;
               and
               this
               for
               their
               own
               sakes
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               for
               the
               sake
               of
               the
               Publick
               .
               He
               's
               a
               Fool
               that
               takes
               himself
               to
               be
               Greater
               ,
               Richer
               ,
               Fairer
               or
               Better
               then
               he
               is
               ;
               or
               that
               reckons
               any
               thing
               his
               own
               ,
               which
               is
               either
               but
               Borrow'd
               ,
               or
               may
               be
               taken
               away
               next
               Moment
               .
               He
               that
               lives
               barely
               upon
               Borrowing
               ,
               is
               effectually
               but
               a
               Beggar
               when
               his
               Debts
               are
               paid
               .
               This
               Gourd
               in
               short
               ,
               is
               a
               Proud
               Upstart
               ;
               his
               Growth
               is
               quick
               ,
               but
               his
               Continuance
               short
               :
               He
               values
               himself
               upon
               the
               Feather
               in
               his
               Cap
               ;
               and
               in
               a
               word
               ,
               upon
               those
               Fooleries
               that
               a
               Man
               of
               Honour
               and
               Substance
               would
               blush
               at
               .
               And
               nothing
               else
               will
               serve
               him
               neither
               ,
               but
               to
               〈◊〉
               Excellencies
               with
               those
               that
               took
               him
               out
               of
               the
               Dirt
               ;
               nay
               ,
               and
               to
               elevate
               himself
               (
               when
               a'lls
               done
               )
               to
               the
               Dishonour
               of
               his
               Supporters
               .
               And
               what
               's
               the
               Issue
               at
               last
               of
               Encouraging
               these
               Minions
               ,
               but
               the
               bringing
               of
               a
               Scandal
               upon
               Common
               Justice
               ,
               by
               a
               most
               Permcious
               Example
               ,
               that
               ends
               in
               the
               very
               starving
               as
               well
               as
               the
               〈◊〉
               of
               their
               ▪
               Benefactors
               ;
               for
               't
               is
               impossible
               but
               they
               
               must
               Pine
               and
               Wither
               ,
               that
               entertain
               such
               Hangers-on
               .
               This
               Gourd
               in
               fine
               ,
               is
               the
               true
               Emblem
               of
               a
               Court-Leech
               ;
               he
               Fastens
               and
               Sucks
               ,
               without
               either
               Mercy
               or
               Measure
               ,
               and
               when
               he
               has
               drawn
               his
               Master
               Dry
               ,
               he
               very
               fairly
               drops
               off
               ,
               Changes
               his
               Party
               ,
               and
               so
               leaves
               him
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLXXXI
             ▪
             A
             Raven
             and
             Wolves
             .
          
           
             A
             Raven
             that
             had
             waited
             upon
             a
             Herd
             of
             Wolves
             a
             whole
             Days
             Ramble
             ,
             came
             to
             'em
             at
             Night
             for
             a
             share
             of
             the
             Prey
             they
             had
             got
             .
             The
             Wolves
             answer'd
             him
             ,
             that
             if
             he
             had
             gone
             along
             with
             'em
             for
             Pure
             Love
             ,
             and
             not
             for
             his
             Gut
             ,
             he
             should
             have
             had
             his
             Part
             :
             But
             (
             said
             they
             )
             a
             
               Dead
               Wolf
            
             if
             it
             had
             so
             fall'n
             out
             ,
             would
             have
             serv'd
             a
             Ravens
             turn
             as
             well
             as
             a
             
               Dead
               Sheep
            
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Most
               People
               Worship
               for
               the
               Loaves
               ,
               from
               the
               very
               Plough-Tayl
               to
               the
               Crosier
               and
               Scepter
               ;
               and
               the
               World
               bows
               to
               that
               that
               's
               uppermost
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               the
               Intention
               that
               qualifies
               the
               Action
               ;
               neither
               is
               it
               for
               any
               Man
               to
               pretend
               Merit
               ,
               or
               to
               challenge
               a
               Reward
               for
               attending
               his
               own
               Business
               .
               The
               Raven
               Dogg'd
               the
               Wolves
               for
               his
               Supper
               :
               Now
               if
               these
               Wolves
               themselves
               had
               been
               Hounded
               by
               a
               Herd
               of
               Tygers
               ,
               that
               should
               have
               Worry'd
               Them
               ,
               one
               sort
               of
               Carrion
               would
               have
               been
               as
               good
               to
               the
               Raven
               ,
               as
               another
               .
               This
               is
               the
               Case
               ,
               as
               well
               betwixt
               Man
               and
               Man
               ,
               as
               of
               Wolves
               and
               Ravens
               ,
               that
               suck
               the
               Blood
               of
               those
               they
               Follow
               and
               Depend
               upon
               ,
               under
               a
               Pretext
               of
               Service
               and
               Kindness
               .
               How
               many
               Examples
               have
               we
               seen
               of
               this
               ,
               among
               those
               that
               follow
               Courts
               ,
               and
               the
               Leaders
               of
               those
               Followers
               ?
               If
               the
               Master
               gets
               the
               Better
               on
               't
               ,
               they
               come
               in
               for
               their
               Snack
               ;
               and
               if
               he
               happens
               to
               fall
               in
               the
               Chace
               ,
               his
               Temporising
               Friends
               are
               the
               Foremost
               to
               break
               in
               upon
               the
               Quarry
               .
               Whether
               the
               
                 Wolves
                 Took
              
               or
               were
               Taken
               ,
               was
               all
               a
               case
               to
               the
               Raven
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLXXXII
             .
             Arion
             and
             a
             Dolphin
             .
          
           
             THis
             Famous
             Arion
             was
             a
             Great
             Favourite
             of
             Periander
             the
             King
             of
             Corinth
             ;
             he
             Travelled
             from
             thence
             into
             Sicily
             and
             Italy
             ,
             where
             he
             gather'd
             a
             great
             Mass
             of
             Treasure
             ,
             and
             
             gain'd
             over
             and
             above
             the
             Good-Will
             and
             Esteem
             of
             all
             People
             wherever
             he
             came
             .
             From
             thence
             he
             put
             himself
             Abord
             a
             Corinthian
             Vessel
             ,
             to
             go
             back
             again
             ,
             where
             he
             got
             an
             inkling
             among
             the
             Ships
             Crew
             of
             a
             Conspiracy
             to
             take
             away
             his
             Life
             .
             He
             Discours'd
             the
             Mariners
             about
             it
             ,
             and
             came
             in
             the
             end
             to
             this
             composition
             ;
             that
             if
             he
             would
             cast
             himself
             presently
             into
             the
             Sea
             ,
             and
             let
             the
             Conspirators
             have
             his
             Mony
             ,
             there
             should
             be
             no
             further
             Violence
             offer'd
             to
             his
             Person
             .
             Upon
             this
             Agreement
             he
             obtained
             Liberty
             to
             give
             them
             only
             one
             Song
             before
             he
             Leap'd
             Overbord
             ;
             which
             he
             did
             ,
             and
             then
             Plung'd
             into
             the
             Sea.
             The
             Seamen
             had
             no
             thought
             of
             his
             ever
             coming
             up
             again
             ;
             but
             by
             a
             Wonderful
             Providence
             ,
             a
             Dolphin
             took
             him
             upon
             his
             Back
             ,
             and
             carried
             him
             off
             safe
             to
             an
             Island
             ,
             from
             whence
             he
             went
             immediately
             to
             Corinth
             ,
             and
             presented
             himself
             before
             Periander
             ,
             just
             in
             the
             condition
             the
             Dolphin
             left
             him
             ,
             and
             so
             told
             the
             Story
             .
             The
             King
             order'd
             him
             to
             be
             taken
             into
             Custody
             as
             an
             Impostor
             ;
             but
             at
             the
             same
             time
             caused
             Enquiry
             to
             be
             made
             after
             the
             Ship
             ,
             and
             the
             Seamen
             that
             he
             spake
             of
             ,
             and
             to
             know
             if
             they
             had
             heard
             any
             thing
             of
             one
             Arion
             where
             they
             had
             been
             ?
             They
             said
             Yes
             ,
             and
             that
             he
             was
             a
             Man
             of
             Great
             Reputation
             in
             Italy
             ,
             and
             of
             a
             Vast
             Estate
             .
             Upon
             these
             Words
             ,
             Arion
             was
             Produced
             before
             them
             ,
             with
             the
             very
             Harp
             and
             Cloaths
             he
             had
             when
             he
             Leapt
             into
             the
             Sea.
             The
             Men
             were
             so
             confounded
             at
             the
             Spectacle
             ,
             that
             they
             had
             not
             the
             Face
             to
             deny
             the
             Truth
             of
             the
             Story
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Mony
               is
               the
               Universal
               Idol
               .
               Profit
               Governs
               the
               World
               ,
               and
               
                 Quid
                 Dabitis
                 &
                 Tradam
              
               may
               be
               the
               Motto
               :
               But
               Providence
               yet
               in
               the
               Conclusion
               makes
               all
               things
               work
               for
               the
               Best
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               SOME
               Men
               are
               worse
               than
               some
               Brutes
               ,
               and
               little
               other
               than
               Beasts
               in
               the
               shape
               of
               Reasonable
               Creatures
               .
               This
               Fable
               shews
               us
               ,
               that
               Men
               of
               Blood
               will
               stick
               at
               no
               Profitable
               Villany
               ,
               but
               they
               are
               Blind
               ,
               Deaf
               ,
               and
               Inexorable
               where
               Mony
               's
               in
               the
               case
               .
               The
               Charms
               of
               Reason
               ,
               Art
               and
               Innocence
               are
               Lost
               upon
               'em
               ,
               and
               the
               Sea
               it self
               we
               see
               ,
               had
               more
               Pity
               for
               Arion
               then
               the
               Men.
               The
               Dolphin
               represents
               the
               Instrument
               of
               an
               Overruling
               Providence
               that
               interposes
               Miraculously
               to
               our
               Deliverance
               ,
               when
               ordinary
               Means
               fail
               us
               .
               The
               Wonderful
               Discovery
               in
               the
               Conclusion
               ,
               serves
               to
               shew
               us
               that
               
                 Murder
                 will
                 out
              
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLXXXIII
             .
             A
             Spider
             and
             the
             Gout
             .
          
           
             A
             Spider
             that
             had
             been
             at
             Work
             a
             Spinning
             ,
             went
             Abroad
             once
             for
             a
             little
             Country
             Air
             to
             Refresh
             her self
             ,
             and
             fell
             into
             Company
             with
             the
             Gout
             ,
             that
             (
             by
             the
             way
             )
             had
             much
             ado
             to
             keep
             Pace
             with
             her
             .
             When
             they
             came
             at
             Night
             to
             take
             up
             their
             Lodging
             ,
             very
             Inquisitive
             they
             were
             into
             the
             Character
             and
             Condition
             of
             their
             Host
             :
             But
             the
             Spider
             without
             any
             more
             Ceremony
             ,
             went
             into
             the
             House
             of
             a
             Rich
             Burgher
             ,
             and
             fell
             presently
             to
             her
             Net-work
             of
             Drawing
             Cobwebs
             up
             and
             down
             from
             one
             side
             of
             the
             Room
             to
             the
             other
             ;
             but
             there
             were
             so
             many
             Brooms
             ,
             and
             Devillish
             House-wenches
             still
             at
             hand
             ,
             that
             whatever
             she
             set
             up
             this
             Moment
             ,
             was
             swept
             away
             the
             next
             :
             So
             that
             this
             miserable
             Insect
             was
             the
             only
             Creature
             within
             those
             Walls
             that
             felt
             either
             Want
             or
             Trouble
             .
             But
             the
             Gout
             all
             this
             while
             ,
             was
             fain
             to
             Kennel
             in
             the
             very
             Rendezvous
             of
             common
             Beggers
             ,
             where
             she
             was
             as
             uneasy
             ,
             as
             Hard
             Lodging
             ,
             Course
             Bread
             ,
             and
             Puddle-Water
             could
             make
             her
             .
             After
             a
             tedious
             and
             a
             restless
             Night
             on
             't
             ,
             they
             met
             again
             next
             Morning
             by
             Sun-Rise
             ,
             and
             gave
             one
             another
             the
             History
             of
             their
             Adventure
             .
             The
             Spider
             tells
             tells
             first
             how
             Barbarously
             she
             had
             been
             us'd
             ;
             how
             cursedly
             Nice
             and
             Cleanly
             the
             Master
             of
             the
             House
             was
             ;
             how
             impertinently
             Diligent
             his
             Servants
             were
             ,
             &c.
             
             And
             then
             the
             Gout
             Requited
             the
             Spider
             with
             the
             Story
             of
             her
             Mortifications
             too
             .
             They
             were
             in
             short
             ,
             so
             unsatisfied
             with
             their
             Treatment
             ,
             that
             they
             resolved
             to
             take
             quite
             contrary
             Measures
             the
             next
             Night
             .
             The
             Spider
             to
             get
             into
             a
             Cottage
             ,
             and
             the
             Gout
             to
             look
             out
             for
             a
             Palace
             .
             They
             did
             what
             they
             Propos'd
             ,
             and
             never
             were
             Creatures
             better
             pleas'd
             with
             their
             Entertainment
             .
             The
             Gout
             had
             her
             Rich
             Furniture
             ,
             Down-Beds
             ,
             Beccafica's
             ,
             Pheasants
             ,
             Partridges
             ,
             Generous
             Wines
             ;
             the
             best
             in
             fine
             ,
             of
             every
             thing
             that
             was
             to
             be
             had
             for
             Mony
             ,
             and
             all
             with
             
               Pure
               Heart
               ,
               and
               Good
               will
            
             as
             we
             say
             .
             The
             Spider
             was
             as
             much
             at
             Ease
             on
             the
             other
             hand
             ;
             for
             she
             was
             got
             into
             a
             House
             where
             she
             might
             draw
             her
             Lines
             ,
             Work
             ,
             Spin
             ,
             Mend
             what
             was
             Amiss
             ,
             Perfect
             what
             she
             had
             Begun
             ,
             and
             no
             Brooms
             ,
             Snares
             or
             Plots
             to
             Interrupt
             or
             disturb
             her
             .
             The
             Two
             Travellers
             after
             this
             met
             once
             again
             ,
             and
             upon
             conferring
             Notes
             ;
             they
             were
             both
             so
             well
             satisfied
             ,
             that
             the
             Gout
             took
             up
             a
             Resolution
             for
             ever
             
             after
             to
             keep
             Company
             with
             the
             Rich
             ,
             the
             Noble
             ,
             and
             the
             Voluptuous
             ;
             and
             the
             Spider
             with
             the
             Poor
             and
             Needy
             .
             What
             Wise
             Man
             I
             say
             ,
             upon
             these
             Terms
             ;
             would
             not
             rather
             take
             up
             his
             Lodging
             with
             the
             Spider
             in
             the
             Fable
             here
             ,
             then
             with
             the
             Gout
             ?
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               An
               Industrious
               Poverty
               in
               a
               Cell
               ,
               with
               Quiet
               Thoughts
               ,
               and
               Sound
               Sleeps
               ,
               is
               infinitely
               to
               be
               Prefer'd
               before
               a
               Lazy
               Life
               of
               Pomp
               and
               Pleasure
               :
               For
               Courts
               are
               but
               Nurseries
               of
               Diseases
               and
               Cares
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               ONE
               may
               be
               very
               Uneasie
               with
               a
               Plentiful
               Fortune
               ,
               and
               as
               Happy
               in
               a
               Mean
               Condition
               ;
               for
               't
               is
               the
               Mind
               that
               makes
               us
               either
               the
               one
               or
               the
               other
               .
               A
               Luxurious
               Court
               is
               the
               Nursery
               of
               Diseases
               ;
               it
               Breeds
               'em
               ,
               it
               Encourages
               ,
               Nourishes
               and
               Entertains
               them
               .
               A
               Plain
               ,
               an
               Honest
               ,
               and
               a
               Temperate
               Industry
               ,
               contents
               it self
               with
               a
               little
               ;
               and
               who
               would
               not
               rather
               Sleep
               Quietly
               upon
               a
               Hammock
               ,
               without
               either
               Cares
               in
               his
               Head
               ,
               or
               Crudities
               in
               his
               Stomach
               ,
               then
               lye
               Carking
               upon
               a
               Bed
               of
               State
               ,
               with
               the
               Qualms
               and
               Twinges
               that
               accompany
               Surfeits
               and
               Excess
               ?
            
          
        
         
           The
           End
           of
           the
           Fables
           in
           the
           Common
           School-Book
           .
        
      
       
         
         
           A
           SUPPLEMENT
           OF
           FABLES
           ,
           OUT
           OF
           
             Phaedrus
             ;
             Avienus
             ,
             Camerarius
             ,
             Neveletus
             ,
             Apththonius
             ,
             Gabrias
             ,
             Babrias
             ,
             Abstemius
             ,
             Alciatus
             ,
             Boccalini
             ,
             Baudoin
             ,
             De
             la
             Fontaine
             ,
             Aesope
             en
             Belle
             Humeur
             ,
             Meslier
             ,
          
           &c.
           
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLXXXIV
             .
             A
             Lamb
             ,
             a
             Wolf
             and
             a
             Goat
             .
          
           
             A
             Wolf
             overheard
             a
             Lamb
             Bleating
             among
             the
             Goats
             .
             D'
             ye
             hear
             Little
             One
             ,
             (
             says
             the
             Wolf
             ,
             )
             if
             it
             be
             your
             Dam
             you
             want
             ,
             she
             's
             yonder
             in
             the
             Field
             .
             Ay
             (
             says
             the
             Lamb
             ,
             )
             but
             I
             am
             not
             looking
             for
             her
             that
             was
             my
             Mother
             for
             her
             Own
             sake
             ,
             but
             for
             her
             that
             Nurses
             me
             up
             ,
             and
             Suckles
             me
             out
             of
             
               Pure
               Charity
            
             ,
             and
             
               Good
               Nature
            
             .
             Can
             any
             thing
             be
             Dearer
             to
             you
             ,
             says
             the
             Wolf
             ,
             then
             she
             that
             brought
             you
             forth
             ?
             Very
             Right
             ,
             says
             the
             Lamb
             ;
             and
             without
             knowing
             or
             caring
             what
             she
             did
             :
             And
             pray
             ,
             what
             did
             she
             bring
             me
             forth
             for
             too
             ;
             but
             to
             Ease
             her self
             of
             a
             Burden
             ,
             and
             to
             deliver
             me
             out
             of
             her
             own
             Belly
             ,
             into
             the
             Hands
             of
             the
             Butcher
             ?
             I
             am
             more
             Beholden
             to
             her
             that
             took
             Pity
             of
             me
             when
             I
             was
             in
             the
             VVorld
             already
             ,
             then
             to
             her
             that
             brought
             me
             into
             't
             ,
             I
             know
             not
             how
             .
             'T
             is
             Charity
             ,
             not
             Nature
             ,
             or
             Necessity
             that
             does
             the
             Office
             of
             a
             
               Tender
               Mother
            
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               's
               a
               difference
               betwixt
               Reverence
               and
               Affection
               ;
               the
               one
               goes
               to
               the
               Character
               ,
               and
               the
               other
               to
               the
               Person
               ,
               and
               so
               distinguishes
               Duty
               from
               
               Inclination
               .
               Our
               Mothers
               brought
               us
               into
               the
               World
               ;
               a
               Stranger
               takes
               us
               up
               ,
               and
               Preserves
               us
               in
               't
               .
               So
               that
               here
               's
               both
               a
               Friend
               and
               a
               Parent
               in
               the
               case
               ,
               and
               the
               Obligation
               of
               the
               one
               ,
               must
               not
               destroy
               the
               Respect
               I
               owe
               to
               the
               other
               ;
               nor
               the
               Respect
               the
               Obligation
               :
               And
               none
               but
               an
               Enemy
               will
               advise
               us
               to
               quit
               either
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               MEN
               are
               not
               so
               sensible
               of
               Laws
               and
               Duty
               ,
               as
               they
               are
               of
               Kindness
               and
               Good
               Nature
               ;
               beside
               ,
               that
               the
               Wolf's
               Pretence
               of
               Care
               for
               the
               Poor
               Lamb
               ,
               was
               a
               Charity
               that
               began
               at
               Home
               .
            
             
               There
               is
               an
               Affection
               of
               Nature
               ,
               and
               that
               which
               we
               call
               a
               
                 Filial
                 Duty
              
               ;
               and
               there
               is
               an
               Affection
               that
               is
               grounded
               upon
               the
               Moral
               Considerations
               of
               Benevolence
               and
               Friendship
               .
               In
               the
               one
               ,
               we
               lye
               under
               an
               Obligation
               of
               Reverence
               and
               Respect
               to
               a
               Parent
               ,
               be
               the
               Father
               or
               Mother
               what
               they
               will
               ;
               in
               the
               other
               ,
               we
               pay
               a
               Regard
               to
               
                 Civil
                 Acknowledgments
              
               and
               Virtue
               .
               Nature
               ,
               and
               the
               Principles
               of
               Nature
               must
               be
               kept
               Sacred
               ;
               but
               Men
               cannot
               Love
               to
               what
               degree
               ,
               or
               whom
               ,
               or
               what
               they
               please
               :
               So
               that
               in
               many
               Cases
               ,
               we
               pay
               a
               Veneration
               upon
               One
               Score
               ,
               and
               an
               Affection
               upon
               Another
               ;
               and
               this
               Fable
               does
               very
               well
               distinguish
               the
               Gratitude
               from
               the
               Respect
               .
               The
               Wolves
               Preaching
               to
               the
               Lamb
               ,
               is
               no
               Ill
               Emblem
               of
               a
               
                 Scandalous
                 Minister
              
               ,
               that
               Discredits
               a
               very
               
                 Good
                 Sermon
              
               with
               an
               
                 Ill
                 Life
              
               ,
               and
               gives
               the
               Lye
               to
               his
               Doctrin
               ,
               in
               his
               Practice
               .
               The
               Wolf
               took
               the
               same
               Care
               of
               the
               Lamb
               ,
               that
               the
               
                 Keepers
                 of
                 our
                 Liberties
              
               in
               former
               days
               did
               of
               the
               Innocent
               People
               of
               England
               .
               They
               pretended
               to
               put
               us
               out
               of
               Harms
               way
               from
               others
               ,
               that
               they
               might
               Devour
               us
               themselves
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLXXXV
             .
             
               Iupiter's
               Altar
            
             Robb'd
             .
          
           
             A
             Thief
             Kindled
             his
             Torch
             at
             Iupiter's
             Altar
             ,
             and
             then
             Robb'd
             the
             Temple
             by
             the
             Light
             on
             't
             .
             As
             he
             was
             Packing
             away
             with
             his
             Sacrilegious
             Burden
             ,
             a
             Voice
             ,
             either
             of
             Heaven
             ,
             or
             of
             Conscience
             ,
             Pursu'd
             him
             .
             The
             Time
             will
             come
             (
             says
             that
             Voice
             )
             when
             this
             Impious
             Villany
             of
             Yours
             shall
             cost
             ye
             Dear
             ;
             not
             for
             the
             Value
             of
             what
             you
             have
             Stoll'n
             ,
             but
             for
             the
             Contempt
             of
             Heaven
             and
             Religion
             ,
             that
             you
             ought
             to
             have
             a
             Veneration
             for
             .
             Iupiter
             has
             taken
             care
             however
             to
             prevent
             these
             Insolent
             Affronts
             for
             the
             Time
             to
             come
             ,
             by
             an
             Express
             Prohibition
             of
             any
             Communication
             for
             the
             future
             ,
             betwixt
             the
             Fire
             upon
             
               his
               Altars
            
             ,
             and
             that
             of
             
               Common
               Use.
            
             
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Nothing
               more
               Familiar
               then
               to
               cover
               Sacrilege
               ,
               Murder
               ,
               Treason
               ,
               &c.
               with
               a
               Text.
               And
               we
               are
               also
               to
               learn
               from
               hence
               ,
               that
               we
               have
               no
               greater
               Enemies
               many
               times
               ,
               then
               those
               we
               have
               Nurs'd
               and
               Bred
               up
               ;
               and
               that
               Divine
               Vengeance
               comes
               sure
               at
               Last
               ,
               though
               it
               may
               be
               long
               first
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Kindling
               of
               a
               Torch
               at
               the
               Altar
               ,
               and
               then
               Robbing
               the
               Church
               by
               the
               Light
               on
               't
               ,
               is
               an
               Old
               Invention
               contriv'd
               betwixt
               the
               World
               ,
               the
               Flesh
               and
               the
               Devil
               ;
               and
               will
               never
               be
               out
               of
               Date
               ,
               so
               long
               as
               we
               hold
               any
               Intelligence
               with
               the
               Common
               Enemies
               of
               Mankind
               .
               There
               's
               nothing
               cuts
               Religion
               ,
               like
               Religion
               it self
               :
               Texts
               are
               put
               up
               against
               Texts
               ,
               and
               one
               Scripture
               made
               to
               fight
               against
               another
               ;
               insomuch
               ,
               that
               the
               Rule
               of
               Faith
               is
               Perverted
               into
               a
               Doctrin
               of
               Heresy
               and
               Schism
               ;
               and
               the
               Gospel
               of
               Peace
               is
               made
               a
               Voucher
               for
               Sedition
               and
               Rebellion
               .
               There
               's
               nothing
               commoner
               then
               to
               cite
               Holy
               Writ
               for
               the
               Overturning
               of
               Religion
               ,
               and
               to
               Over-rule
               one
               Divine
               Authority
               with
               another
               ;
               nay
               ,
               and
               when
               all
               is
               done
               ,
               to
               Justifie
               the
               Sacrilege
               of
               Seizing
               and
               Employing
               the
               Revenues
               of
               the
               Church
               to
               Prophane
               Uses
               .
               And
               whence
               comes
               this
               Confusion
               and
               Self-Contradiction
               all
               this
               while
               ?
               but
               that
               the
               Manage
               of
               Holy
               Matters
               falls
               many
               times
               into
               the
               Hands
               of
               Men
               of
               more
               Polite
               Curiosity
               and
               Skill
               ,
               then
               Evangelical
               Zeal
               and
               Affection
               .
               The
               School-men
               have
               spun
               the
               Thread
               too
               fine
               ,
               and
               made
               Christianity
               look
               liker
               a
               Course
               of
               Philosophy
               ,
               then
               a
               System
               of
               Faith
               ,
               and
               
                 Supernatural
                 Revelation
              
               :
               So
               that
               the
               Spirit
               of
               it
               Evaporates
               into
               Niceties
               and
               Exercises
               of
               the
               Brain
               ;
               and
               the
               Contention
               is
               not
               for
               Truth
               ,
               but
               Victory
               .
               The
               whole
               Business
               in
               fine
               ,
               is
               sour'd
               into
               Altercation
               and
               Cavil
               ;
               but
               all
               must
               be
               Remitted
               to
               the
               Judgment
               of
               the
               Great
               Day
               ,
               when
               every
               Man
               shall
               receive
               according
               to
               his
               Works
               :
               And
               Wo
               be
               then
               to
               the
               Church-Robbers
               that
               shall
               be
               found
               among
               them
               that
               serve
               at
               the
               Altar
               .
               But
               't
               is
               no
               New
               Thing
               for
               Men
               that
               call
               themselves
               Professors
               and
               Disciples
               ,
               to
               Sell
               and
               to
               Betray
               their
               
                 Lord
                 and
                 Master
              
               ;
               For
               Men
               that
               wear
               the
               Livery
               of
               the
               Church
               ,
               and
               Eat
               the
               Bread
               on
               't
               ,
               to
               offer
               Sacrilegious
               Violence
               to
               their
               Holy
               Mother
               .
               And
               this
               is
               the
               case
               of
               
                 Iupiter's
                 Altar
                 Robb'd
              
               by
               the
               Light
               of
               his
               own
               Torch
               :
               When
               the
               House
               of
               God
               is
               Rifl'd
               and
               Dishonour'd
               by
               his
               own
               Domesticks
               ;
               that
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               when
               the
               Sacrilege
               is
               Countenanc'd
               by
               the
               Authority
               of
               a
               Holy
               Character
               ,
               and
               the
               Violence
               supported
               by
               a
               Text.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLXXXVI
             .
             The
             Crows
             and
             the
             Pigeons
             .
          
           
             THere
             happen'd
             a
             Suit
             in
             Law
             betwixt
             the
             Two
             Families
             of
             the
             Crows
             and
             the
             Pigeons
             ;
             but
             for
             Quietness
             sake
             ,
             they
             agreed
             upon
             an
             Order
             of
             Reference
             ,
             and
             the
             Kite
             
             was
             to
             be
             Arbitrator
             .
             The
             Cause
             was
             Heard
             ,
             and
             Judgment
             given
             for
             the
             Crows
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               
                 Ask
                 my
                 Brother
                 if
                 I
                 'm
                 a
                 Thief
                 .
              
               One
               Criminal
               upon
               the
               Bench
               ,
               will
               be
               sure
               to
               bring
               off
               another
               at
               the
               Barr.
               
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               INNOCENCY
               is
               almost
               sure
               to
               be
               worsted
               ,
               wherever
               it
               may
               be
               Abus'd
               with
               Security
               and
               Advantage
               .
               
                 Guilty
                 or
                 not
                 Guilty
              
               ,
               is
               not
               so
               much
               the
               Point
               in
               the
               Case
               here
               of
               the
               Crows
               and
               the
               Pigeons
               ;
               for
               the
               matter
               in
               question
               ,
               is
               the
               Person
               or
               Party
               ,
               not
               the
               Fact.
               The
               One's
               in
               the
               Plot
               ,
               let
               him
               be
               never
               so
               Innocent
               ;
               and
               the
               other
               is
               as
               white
               as
               the
               Driven
               Snow
               ,
               let
               him
               be
               never
               so
               Criminal
               .
               There
               are
               
                 Cabals
                 ,
                 Ignoramus's
                 ,
                 False
                 Witnesses
                 ,
              
               among
               Men
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               among
               Birds
               ,
               with
               all
               the
               Pompous
               Formalities
               of
               Countenancing
               Fraud
               and
               Corruption
               ,
               with
               the
               Sacred
               Name
               of
               Iustice.
               Set
               a
               Kite
               upon
               the
               Bench
               ,
               and
               't
               is
               Forty
               to
               one
               he
               'll
               bring
               off
               a
               Crow
               at
               the
               Barr.
               Briefly
               ,
               there
               is
               nothing
               more
               in
               the
               Iniquity
               of
               this
               Fiction
               ,
               then
               what
               we
               see
               every
               day
               made
               good
               in
               common
               Business
               and
               Practice
               .
               'T
               is
               but
               dressing
               up
               a
               
                 Bird
                 of
                 Prey
              
               in
               his
               
                 Cap
                 and
                 Furrs
              
               ,
               to
               make
               a
               Judge
               of
               him
               ;
               and
               so
               for
               a
               
                 Knight
                 of
                 the
                 Post
              
               ,
               't
               is
               but
               dubbing
               him
               with
               the
               Title
               of
               a
               
                 King's
                 Evidence
              
               ,
               and
               the
               Work
               is
               done
               :
               For
               in
               these
               Cases
               ,
               
                 Iudge
                 ,
                 Iury
              
               and
               Witnesses
               are
               all
               of
               a
               Piece
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLXXXVII
             .
             A
             Gard'ner
             and
             his
             Landlord
          
           
             A
             Man
             that
             had
             made
             himself
             a
             very
             Fine
             Garden
             ,
             was
             so
             Pester'd
             with
             a
             Hare
             ,
             among
             his
             Roots
             ,
             his
             Plants
             ,
             and
             his
             Flowers
             ,
             that
             away
             goes
             he
             immediately
             to
             his
             Landlord
             ,
             (
             a
             great
             Huntsman
             it
             seems
             ,
             )
             and
             tells
             him
             a
             Lamentable
             Story
             of
             the
             Havock
             that
             this
             poor
             Hare
             had
             made
             in
             his
             Grounds
             .
             The
             Gentleman
             takes
             Pity
             of
             his
             Tenant
             ,
             and
             early
             the
             next
             Morning
             goes
             over
             to
             him
             with
             all
             his
             People
             and
             his
             Dogs
             about
             him
             :
             They
             call
             in
             the
             First
             Place
             for
             Breakfast
             ,
             Eat
             up
             his
             Victuals
             ,
             Drink
             him
             Dry
             ,
             and
             Kiss
             his
             Pretty
             Daughter
             into
             the
             Bargain
             .
             So
             soon
             as
             they
             have
             done
             all
             the
             Mischief
             they
             can
             within
             Doors
             ,
             out
             they
             march
             into
             the
             Gardens
             to
             Beat
             for
             the
             Hare
             :
             and
             there
             down
             with
             the
             Hedges
             ;
             the
             Garden-Stuff
             goes
             all
             to
             Wreck
             ,
             and
             not
             so
             much
             as
             a
             Leaf
             scapes
             'em
             toward
             the
             Picking
             of
             a
             Sallad
             .
             Well
             ,
             (
             says
             the
             Gard'ner
             )
             this
             
             is
             the
             way
             of
             the
             World
             ,
             when
             the
             Poor
             sue
             for
             Relief
             to
             the
             Great
             .
             My
             Noble
             Friend
             here
             has
             done
             me
             more
             Damage
             in
             the
             Civility
             and
             Respect
             of
             these
             Two
             Hours
             ,
             than
             the
             uttermost
             Spite
             of
             the
             Hare
             could
             have
             done
             me
             in
             twice
             as
             many
             Ages
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Appeals
               are
               Dangerous
               from
               the
               Weaker
               to
               the
               Stronger
               ,
               where
               the
               Remedy
               proves
               many
               times
               worse
               then
               the
               Disease
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               HE
               that
               finds
               himself
               Uneasie
               ,
               and
               proposes
               to
               mend
               his
               Condition
               in
               what
               case
               or
               in
               what
               manner
               soever
               ,
               should
               do
               well
               to
               sit
               down
               and
               Compute
               within
               himself
               ;
               
                 What
                 do
                 I
                 suffer
                 by
                 this
                 Grievance
                 ?
                 Can
                 I
                 Remove
                 it
                 or
                 no
                 ?
                 What
                 will
                 it
                 Cost
                 me
                 ?
                 Shall
                 I
                 get
                 or
                 Lose
                 by
                 the
                 Change
                 ?
                 Will
                 it
                 be
                 worth
                 my
                 while
                 ,
                 or
                 not
                 ?
              
               Now
               this
               is
               all
               matter
               of
               Course
               in
               our
               ordinary
               Dealings
               upon
               the
               Truck
               ,
               and
               in
               common
               Bargains
               ;
               and
               yet
               where
               the
               Peace
               and
               Liberty
               of
               the
               Mind
               ,
               or
               the
               Character
               of
               a
               Wise
               or
               a
               Good
               Man
               lyes
               at
               Stake
               ,
               we
               take
               up
               Resolutions
               Hand
               over
               Head
               ,
               without
               Calculating
               upon
               the
               Profit
               or
               Loss
               of
               the
               Thing
               in
               Question
               ;
               as
               in
               the
               Instance
               of
               the
               Poor
               Gard'ner
               here
               .
               He
               might
               have
               Treated
               a
               Brace
               of
               Hares
               sure
               ,
               much
               Cheaper
               than
               a
               Troup
               of
               Horsemen
               ,
               with
               so
               many
               Packs
               of
               Dogs
               ,
               and
               such
               a
               Gang
               of
               Ruffians
               at
               the
               Heels
               of
               '
               em
               .
               Had
               not
               he
               better
               have
               born
               Wat's
               Nibling
               of
               his
               Plants
               and
               Roots
               now
               ,
               than
               the
               Huntsman's
               Fooling
               with
               his
               Daughter
               ,
               and
               the
               Eating
               him
               out
               of
               House
               and
               Home
               ?
               The
               Breaking
               down
               of
               his
               Fences
               ;
               the
               Laying
               of
               his
               Garden
               Wast
               ,
               and
               taking
               his
               Childrens
               Meat
               out
               of
               their
               Mouths
               ,
               over
               and
               above
               ?
               But
               all
               this
               Befel
               him
               for
               want
               of
               Deliberating
               before-hand
               ,
               and
               setting
               one
               thing
               against
               another
               .
               Now
               if
               the
               Allusion
               of
               this
               Fable
               be
               so
               Instructive
               to
               us
               ,
               and
               so
               necessary
               to
               be
               well
               attended
               and
               apply'd
               ,
               even
               in
               the
               common
               Affairs
               and
               Dealings
               of
               this
               World
               ,
               what
               shall
               that
               Man
               say
               for
               himself
               ,
               that
               's
               Guilty
               of
               the
               same
               Temerity
               and
               Imprudence
               over
               and
               over
               ,
               in
               the
               case
               of
               Temporal
               and
               Eternal
               !
               Is
               it
               that
               we
               do
               not
               Believe
               the
               Doctrin
               of
               a
               Future
               State
               ,
               or
               that
               we
               do
               not
               think
               on
               't
               ;
               or
               (
               which
               is
               worst
               of
               all
               ,
               )
               that
               we
               do
               not
               Mind
               it
               ?
               for
               we
               Live
               as
               if
               we
               were
               more
               sensible
               of
               the
               Hares
               ,
               then
               of
               the
               Devils
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLXXXVIII
             .
             Iupiter's
             Two
             Wallets
             .
          
           
             WHen
             Iupiter
             made
             Man
             ,
             he
             gave
             him
             
               Two
               Satchels
            
             ;
             one
             for
             his
             
               Neighbours
               Faults
            
             ,
             'tother
             for
             his
             Own.
             These
             Bags
             he
             threw
             over
             his
             Shoulders
             ,
             and
             the
             Former
             he
             carried
             Before
             him
             ,
             the
             Other
             Behind
             .
             So
             that
             this
             Fashion
             
             came
             up
             a
             great
             while
             ago
             it
             seems
             ,
             and
             it
             has
             continued
             in
             the
             World
             ever
             since
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Every
               Man
               Living
               is
               Partial
               in
               his
               own
               Case
               ;
               but
               it
               is
               the
               Humour
               of
               Mankind
               to
               have
               our
               Neighbours
               Faults
               always
               in
               our
               Eye
               ,
               and
               to
               cast
               our
               own
               over
               our
               Shoulders
               ,
               out
               of
               Sight
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THAT
               which
               Iupiter
               does
               in
               the
               
                 Fable
                 ,
                 Nature
              
               does
               in
               the
               Life
               .
               We
               are
               here
               admonish'd
               of
               a
               Double
               Fault
               ;
               want
               of
               Charity
               and
               Justice
               toward
               others
               ,
               and
               want
               of
               a
               Christian
               Scrutiny
               and
               Examination
               into
               our Selves
               :
               So
               that
               here
               's
               the
               Sin
               of
               Detraction
               in
               making
               other
               People
               Worse
               then
               they
               are
               ,
               and
               the
               Sin
               of
               Pride
               and
               Hypocrisy
               ,
               in
               Boasting
               our selves
               to
               be
               Better
               .
               It
               were
               well
               if
               we
               could
               Place
               our
               Transgressions
               out
               of
               the
               Ken
               ,
               as
               well
               of
               our
               Consciences
               as
               of
               our
               Eyes
               :
               But
               these
               are
               only
               Amusements
               to
               put
               off
               the
               Evil
               Day
               a
               little
               longer
               ,
               that
               will
               certainly
               overtake
               us
               at
               last
               .
               The
               Mythologist
               does
               well
               enough
               however
               ,
               in
               Assigning
               that
               to
               Iupiter
               ,
               which
               we
               our selves
               are
               but
               too
               prone
               to
               do
               ,
               upon
               a
               Propension
               of
               Nature
               ;
               that
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               of
               Nature
               Corrupted
               ;
               for
               there
               is
               both
               a
               Sin
               and
               a
               Frailty
               in
               't
               ,
               to
               be
               over
               Censorious
               of
               our
               Neighbours
               ,
               and
               as
               Partial
               to
               our selves
               .
            
             
               
                 Out
                 of
                 Sight
                 ,
                 Out
                 of
                 Mind
                 ,
              
               they
               say
               ;
               and
               at
               this
               rate
               one
               Fault
               is
               made
               use
               of
               to
               Excuse
               another
               .
               We
               do
               not
               Repent
               ,
               because
               we
               do
               not
               Think
               on
               't
               ;
               and
               so
               the
               Neglect
               is
               made
               an
               Excuse
               for
               the
               Impenitence
               .
               We
               live
               like
               Spendthrifts
               ,
               that
               know
               themselves
               to
               be
               desperately
               in
               Debt
               ,
               and
               dare
               not
               look
               into
               their
               Accounts
               to
               see
               how
               the
               Reck'ning
               stands
               .
               Nay
               't
               is
               the
               case
               of
               too
               many
               of
               us
               ,
               that
               we
               keep
               no
               Books
               neither
               ;
               or
               at
               the
               Best
               ,
               do
               not
               know
               where
               to
               find
               them
               .
               Self-Love
               is
               still
               attended
               with
               a
               Contempt
               of
               others
               ,
               and
               a
               Common
               Mistake
               of
               Matters
               at
               Home
               as
               well
               as
               Abroad
               ;
               for
               we
               keep
               Registers
               of
               our
               Neighbours
               Faults
               and
               none
               of
               their
               Good
               Deeds
               ,
               and
               no
               Memorials
               all
               this
               while
               of
               what
               we
               do
               Amiss
               our Selves
               .
               But
               [
               
                 I
                 am
                 not
                 as
                 this
                 Publican
              
               ]
               is
               the
               very
               Top
               of
               our
               Righteousness
               .
            
             
               Thus
               goes
               the
               World
               ,
               and
               a
               Lew'd
               Practice
               it
               is
               ,
               for
               one
               Man
               to
               value
               himself
               upon
               the
               Wickedness
               of
               another
               :
               But
               the
               Worst
               of
               all
               is
               yet
               behind
               ;
               that
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               to
               think
               our selves
               safe
               ,
               so
               long
               as
               we
               keep
               our
               Iniquities
               from
               the
               Knowledge
               of
               Men
               ,
               and
               out
               of
               our
               own
               View
               and
               Memory
               ,
               without
               any
               Awe
               of
               that
               Justice
               that
               never
               Sleeps
               ,
               and
               of
               that
               All-seeing
               Eye
               and
               Wisdom
               that
               Observes
               all
               our
               Mis-doings
               ,
               and
               has
               them
               perpetually
               in
               his
               Sight
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCLXXXIX
             .
             A
             King
             and
             a
             
               Rich
               Subject
            
             .
          
           
             A
             Certain
             Prince
             that
             had
             a
             very
             Wealthy
             ,
             Over-grown
             Subject
             ,
             found
             it
             convenient
             to
             make
             a
             Traitor
             of
             him
             ,
             provided
             it
             could
             but
             Handsomly
             be
             brought
             about
             :
             So
             the
             Man
             was
             taken
             into
             Custody
             ,
             and
             the
             
               Kings
               Evidence
            
             produced
             against
             him
             for
             Consults
             at
             this
             Place
             ,
             and
             at
             that
             ,
             against
             the
             Life
             of
             the
             King
             ,
             and
             the
             Peace
             of
             the
             Government
             ;
             and
             for
             Receiving
             ,
             Comforting
             ,
             and
             Abetting
             the
             Enemies
             of
             the
             Crown
             .
             The
             Man
             had
             the
             Character
             of
             a
             very
             Loyal
             Person
             ,
             and
             People
             were
             almost
             at
             their
             Wits
             end
             ,
             to
             hear
             of
             so
             Horrid
             an
             Accusation
             against
             him
             .
             But
             the
             Witnesses
             Swore
             Home
             ,
             and
             one
             of
             them
             Extream
             Positive
             ,
             that
             if
             his
             House
             at
             that
             very
             instant
             were
             but
             narrowly
             Search'd
             for
             Men
             and
             Arms
             ,
             they
             would
             find
             such
             a
             Provision
             ,
             that
             the
             Modern
             Discoveries
             at
             Tichbourn
             and
             Flixham
             ,
             were
             Nothing
             to
             't
             .
             The
             Pretended
             Criminal
             began
             now
             to
             Moralize
             upon
             the
             Story
             ,
             and
             so
             away
             goes
             he
             to
             his
             Majesty
             ;
             casts
             himself
             at
             his
             Feet
             ,
             and
             promises
             that
             if
             he
             might
             but
             have
             as
             Ample
             a
             Pardon
             ,
             as
             other
             Witnesses
             to
             Consults
             have
             had
             before
             him
             ,
             he
             would
             shew
             him
             the
             very
             Bottom
             of
             the
             Plot.
             I
             cannot
             deny
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             but
             I
             have
             a
             great
             many
             of
             the
             Enemies
             of
             your
             Royal
             Crown
             and
             Dignity
             at
             this
             time
             Conceal'd
             in
             my
             House
             ;
             and
             if
             your
             Majesty
             shall
             be
             pleased
             to
             appoint
             any
             Person
             to
             make
             Seizure
             of
             them
             ,
             they
             shall
             be
             immediately
             Delivered
             up
             .
             So
             the
             Prince
             Order'd
             a
             Squadron
             of
             his
             Guards
             ,
             and
             a
             Trusty
             Officer
             in
             the
             Head
             of
             'em
             ,
             to
             go
             along
             with
             him
             .
             The
             Gentleman
             led
             them
             very
             Frankly
             to
             his
             Coffers
             ,
             and
             shew'd
             them
             his
             Treasure
             .
             These
             are
             the
             Traytors
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             that
             you
             are
             to
             take
             care
             of
             ,
             and
             pray
             be
             pleas'd
             to
             
               see
               that
               they
               may
               be
               kept
               in
               safe
               Custody
               till
               they
               shall
               be
               Delivered
               by
               Due
               Course
               of
               Law.
               
            
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               We
               may
               gather
               from
               hence
               ,
               that
               Riches
               are
               many
               times
               but
               a
               Snare
               to
               us
               ;
               and
               that
               Mony
               makes
               many
               a
               Man
               a
               Traytor
               :
               But
               if
               a
               Body
               will
               Compound
               at
               last
               with
               his
               Estate
               to
               save
               his
               Life
               ,
               when
               he
               has
               nothing
               left
               him
               ,
               he
               may
               be
               at
               Rest.
               For
               a
               Certificate
               of
               Poverty
               is
               as
               good
               as
               a
               Protection
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Story
               of
               Ahab
               and
               Naboth
               comes
               directly
               to
               the
               Point
               of
               this
               Fable
               ;
               that
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               as
               to
               the
               King
               and
               Subject
               ,
               with
               the
               Iniquity
               of
               the
               Subornation
               and
               Practice
               :
               Only
               the
               one
               was
               a
               Poor
               Subject
               ,
               and
               the
               other
               a
               Rich
               ,
               which
               does
               not
               one
               jot
               alter
               the
               Morality
               of
               the
               Case
               .
               The
               Old
               Saying
               ,
               that
               [
               
                 Mony
                 does
                 all
                 things
              
               ,
               ]
               is
               not
               much
               wide
               of
               the
               Truth
               ;
               for
               it
               gives
               ,
               and
               it
               takes
               away
               ;
               it
               makes
               Honest
               Men
               and
               Knaves
               ;
               Fools
               and
               Philosophers
               ;
               and
               so
               forward
               
                 Mutatis
                 Mutandis
              
               ,
               to
               the
               End
               of
               the
               Chapter
               .
               There
               's
               not
               any
               Corruption
               in
               Nature
               ,
               but
               Mony
               is
               at
               one
               end
               on
               't
               ;
               The
               whole
               World
               is
               under
               the
               Dominion
               of
               it
               ;
               for
               all
               things
               under
               the
               Sun
               are
               Bought
               and
               Sold.
               But
               as
               it
               gives
               Men
               Reputation
               ,
               so
               it
               brings
               People
               into
               Snares
               and
               Dangers
               too
               ;
               It
               exposes
               them
               to
               Factions
               ,
               Robbers
               ,
               Cheats
               ,
               Knights
               of
               the
               Post
               ,
               and
               the
               like
               :
               It
               fills
               their
               Heads
               and
               their
               Hearts
               with
               Cares
               and
               Disquiets
               .
               And
               what
               at
               last
               are
               all
               the
               Baggs
               and
               Possessions
               that
               Rich
               Men
               take
               so
               much
               Pride
               and
               Pleasure
               in
               ,
               but
               Spunges
               Deposited
               in
               their
               own
               Hands
               ,
               'till
               there
               shall
               be
               occasion
               to
               Squeeze
               them
               for
               the
               Publick
               Use
               !
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXC
             .
             A
             Merchant
             and
             a
             Seaman
             .
          
           
             A
             Merchant
             at
             Sea
             ,
             was
             asking
             the
             Ships-Master
             ,
             what
             Death
             his
             Father
             Dy'd
             ?
             He
             told
             him
             that
             his
             Father
             ,
             his
             Grandfather
             ,
             and
             his
             Great
             Grandfather
             were
             all
             Drown'd
             .
             Well
             ,
             says
             the
             Merchant
             ,
             and
             are
             not
             you
             your self
             afraid
             of
             being
             Drown'd
             too
             ?
             No
             ,
             not
             I
             ,
             says
             the
             Skipper
             .
             But
             Pray
             ,
             says
             t'other
             again
             ,
             what
             Death
             did
             Your
             Father
             ,
             Grandfather
             ,
             and
             Great
             Grandfather
             Dye
             ?
             Why
             they
             Dy'd
             all
             in
             their
             Beds
             ,
             says
             the
             Merchant
             .
             Very
             good
             ,
             says
             the
             Skipper
             ,
             and
             why
             should
             I
             be
             any
             more
             afraid
             of
             going
             to
             Sea
             ,
             then
             you
             are
             of
             going
             to
             Bed
             ?
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               He
               that
               troubles
               his
               Head
               with
               drawing
               Consequences
               from
               meer
               Contingencies
               ,
               shall
               never
               be
               at
               rest
               :
               And
               this
               is
               further
               to
               mind
               us
               ,
               that
               in
               an
               Honest
               Course
               of
               Life
               ,
               we
               are
               not
               to
               fear
               Death
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               much
               in
               our
               own
               Power
               how
               to
               Live
               ,
               but
               not
               at
               all
               when
               or
               how
               to
               Dye
               :
               So
               that
               our
               part
               is
               only
               to
               Submit
               to
               Fate
               ,
               and
               to
               bid
               Death
               Welcom
               at
               what
               Time
               ,
               and
               in
               what
               Place
               or
               Manner
               soever
               it
               shall
               please
               God
               to
               send
               it
               The
               Reason
               and
               the
               Doctrin
               of
               this
               Fable
               
               is
               Clear
               ,
               Strong
               and
               Edifying
               :
               We
               are
               either
               not
               to
               Fear
               Death
               at
               all
               ,
               or
               to
               Fear
               it
               every
               moment
               of
               our
               Lives
               ;
               nay
               ,
               and
               in
               all
               the
               Forms
               that
               ever
               it
               appear'd
               in
               ,
               which
               will
               put
               us
               to
               such
               a
               stand
               ,
               that
               we
               shall
               not
               dare
               even
               to
               Live
               for
               fear
               of
               Dying
               .
               We
               must
               neither
               Eat
               ,
               nor
               Drink
               ,
               nor
               Breathe
               ,
               nor
               Sleep
               ,
               if
               we
               come
               once
               to
               Boggle
               at
               Presidents
               ,
               and
               at
               the
               doing
               of
               those
               things
               over
               again
               ,
               that
               ever
               any
               Man
               dy'd
               of
               before
               .
               There
               is
               not
               one
               instant
               of
               Life
               in
               fine
               ,
               but
               may
               be
               our
               Last
               .
               Beside
               ,
               that
               we
               Live
               ,
               not
               only
               in
               the
               daily
               Danger
               of
               Death
               ,
               but
               in
               a
               continual
               Certainty
               of
               it
               :
               So
               that
               the
               Question
               is
               not
               how
               ,
               or
               of
               what
               this
               or
               that
               Man
               Dy'd
               ,
               but
               the
               Inevitable
               Fate
               and
               Mortality
               of
               Mankind
               .
               One
               Man
               dies
               in
               his
               Bed
               ,
               another
               at
               Sea
               ,
               a
               Third
               in
               the
               Field
               ;
               this
               Man
               of
               one
               Accident
               ,
               or
               Distemper
               ,
               that
               of
               another
               :
               And
               what
               is
               there
               more
               in
               all
               this
               now
               ,
               then
               so
               many
               several
               ways
               to
               the
               same
               Journeys
               End
               ?
               There
               is
               no
               such
               Preservative
               against
               the
               Fear
               of
               Death
               ,
               as
               the
               Conscience
               of
               a
               Good
               Life
               ;
               and
               if
               we
               would
               have
               it
               Easie
               ,
               we
               must
               make
               the
               Thought
               of
               it
               Familiar
               to
               us
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXCI
             .
             
               Mice
               ,
               Cat
            
             and
             a
             Bell.
             
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Devillish
             Sly
             Cat
             it
             seems
             ,
             in
             a
             certain
             House
             ,
             and
             the
             Mice
             were
             so
             Plagu'd
             with
             her
             at
             every
             turn
             ,
             that
             they
             call'd
             a
             Court
             to
             Advise
             upon
             some
             way
             to
             prevent
             being
             surpriz'd
             .
             If
             you
             'll
             be
             Rul'd
             by
             me
             ,
             (
             says
             a
             Member
             of
             the
             Board
             ,
             )
             there
             's
             nothing
             like
             Hanging
             a
             Bell
             about
             the
             
               Cats
               Neck
            
             ,
             to
             give
             Warning
             before-hand
             ,
             when
             Puss
             is
             a
             coming
             .
             They
             all
             lookt
             upon
             't
             as
             the
             best
             Contrivance
             that
             the
             Case
             would
             bear
             .
             Well
             (
             says
             another
             )
             and
             now
             we
             are
             agreed
             upon
             the
             Bell
             ,
             say
             who
             shall
             put
             it
             about
             the
             
               Cats
               Neck
            
             .
             There
             was
             no
             body
             in
             fine
             that
             would
             Undertake
             it
             ,
             and
             so
             the
             Expedient
             fell
             to
             the
             Ground
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Boldest
               Talkers
               are
               not
               always
               the
               Greatest
               Doers
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               is
               the
               course
               of
               the
               World
               ,
               to
               the
               very
               Life
               ,
               we
               can
               never
               want
               Advisers
               and
               Councellors
               in
               Matters
               of
               the
               Greatest
               Hazzard
               :
               But
               let
               the
               Reason
               be
               never
               so
               clear
               ,
               we
               are
               still
               at
               a
               Loss
               for
               an
               Instrument
               to
               put
               Dangerous
               Projects
               in
               Execution
               .
            
             
               Desperate
               Cases
               require
               Desperate
               Remedies
               ;
               but
               let
               the
               Hazzard
               of
               this
               or
               that
               Part
               of
               a
               Body
               be
               what
               it
               will
               ,
               it
               is
               matter
               of
               Duty
               ,
               Justice
               and
               Policy
               to
               consult
               the
               Good
               of
               the
               whole
               .
               It
               was
               the
               Interest
               of
               
               the
               Mice
               to
               have
               a
               Bell
               put
               about
               the
               
                 Cats
                 Neck
              
               ,
               and
               they
               all
               agreed
               upon
               't
               to
               be
               a
               very
               good
               Expedient
               :
               But
               when
               it
               came
               to
               the
               Issue
               ,
               the
               Counsel
               fell
               to
               the
               Ground
               for
               want
               of
               one
               to
               put
               it
               in
               Execution
               .
               This
               is
               no
               more
               then
               what
               we
               see
               frequently
               in
               difficulties
               of
               State
               ;
               but
               the
               true
               Reason
               of
               failing
               in
               that
               Case
               ,
               proceeds
               rather
               from
               some
               Failings
               in
               the
               Administration
               ,
               then
               from
               any
               want
               of
               necessary
               Instruments
               .
               As
               for
               the
               purpose
               ,
               where
               Reward
               and
               Punishment
               are
               Inverted
               ,
               and
               where
               Men
               of
               Faith
               and
               Zeal
               for
               the
               Honour
               and
               Service
               of
               the
               Common-wealth
               are
               only
               made
               Sacrifices
               to
               the
               Passions
               and
               Interests
               of
               the
               Corrupt
               and
               Fearful
               .
               Where
               Matters
               are
               thus
               Manag'd
               ,
               I
               say
               ,
               every
               Man
               is
               not
               of
               a
               Constitution
               to
               Leap
               a
               Gulf
               for
               the
               Saving
               of
               his
               Country
               :
               Especially
               ,
               when
               over
               and
               above
               the
               certainty
               of
               Ruin
               ,
               Men
               are
               no
               less
               sure
               of
               having
               their
               very
               Names
               and
               Memories
               abandon'd
               to
               Infamy
               and
               Contempt
               for
               their
               Pains
               :
               But
               on
               the
               other
               Hand
               ,
               where
               Christian
               as
               well
               as
               Political
               Justice
               has
               its
               Course
               ,
               every
               part
               of
               the
               Community
               suffers
               by
               Consent
               with
               the
               whole
               :
               And
               such
               a
               Government
               in
               the
               uttermost
               of
               Extremities
               ,
               shall
               never
               fail
               of
               Devotes
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXCII
             .
             Usurers
             and
             Curriers
             .
          
           
             A
             Parcel
             of
             Curriers
             fell
             into
             Company
             with
             a
             Gang
             of
             Usurers
             ,
             and
             past
             this
             Complement
             upon
             'em
             ;
             what
             a
             Blessing
             they
             accounted
             it
             to
             meet
             with
             so
             many
             Worthy
             Men
             of
             their
             own
             Trade
             .
             One
             of
             the
             Usurers
             was
             a
             Head
             Man
             of
             the
             City
             ,
             it
             seems
             ,
             and
             took
             it
             a
             little
             in
             Dudgeon
             to
             be
             Rank'd
             Cheek
             by
             Joul
             with
             a
             Scab
             of
             a
             Currier
             ;
             and
             so
             ask'd
             one
             of
             'em
             what
             he
             meant
             ,
             by
             saying
             they
             were
             all
             of
             a
             Trade
             ?
             Nay
             ,
             I
             must
             confess
             ,
             says
             the
             Fell-monger
             ,
             there
             is
             some
             Difference
             yet
             betwixt
             your
             Trade
             and
             ours
             ;
             for
             we
             deal
             but
             in
             Flaying
             of
             
               Dead
               Horses
            
             ,
             and
             Asses
             ,
             and
             the
             People
             of
             your
             Trade
             Flay
             
               Living
               Men.
            
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               A
               Reproof
               has
               more
               Effect
               when
               it
               comes
               by
               a
               side
               Wind
               ,
               then
               if
               it
               were
               Levell'd
               directly
               at
               the
               very
               Vice
               or
               Person
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               a
               very
               great
               Mistake
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               to
               give
               Reputation
               to
               many
               Unconscionable
               and
               notorious
               Practices
               ,
               that
               ought
               rather
               to
               be
               Punished
               .
               One
               would
               try
               all
               ways
               of
               setting
               People
               Right
               in
               their
               Wits
               and
               Manners
               :
               Authority
               and
               Friendship
               works
               upon
               some
               ;
               Dry
               and
               Sober
               Reason
               works
               upon
               others
               :
               But
               these
               Means
               are
               only
               effectual
               ,
               where
               there
               's
               Place
               for
               Modesty
               and
               Conscience
               .
               Some
               are
               reclaim'd
               by
               Punishment
               ;
               
               some
               by
               Example
               ,
               and
               some
               again
               are
               set
               Right
               by
               Good
               Nature
               ,
               or
               upon
               Second
               Thoughts
               :
               But
               there
               are
               a
               sort
               of
               Men
               that
               will
               not
               be
               Reason'd
               into
               their
               Senses
               ,
               and
               may
               yet
               be
               Laugh'd
               or
               Droll'd
               into
               them
               .
               A
               Iest
               works
               more
               many
               times
               then
               a
               Text.
               Every
               Man
               ,
               in
               fine
               ,
               has
               a
               Yielding
               Side
               ,
               if
               a
               Body
               could
               but
               hit
               upon
               't
               :
               The
               Figure
               of
               a
               Currier
               applied
               to
               an
               Usurer
               ,
               sinks
               deeper
               with
               him
               ,
               then
               all
               the
               Woes
               in
               Holy
               Scripture
               ,
               upon
               the
               Topick
               of
               
                 Grinding
                 the
                 Faces
                 of
                 the
                 Poor
                 .
              
               Men
               must
               Angle
               for
               Converts
               as
               they
               do
               for
               Fishes
               .
               There
               's
               no
               good
               to
               be
               done
               ,
               without
               fitting
               the
               Bait
               to
               the
               liking
               of
               the
               Fish
               ,
               and
               to
               the
               Course
               of
               the
               Season
               :
               As
               the
               Currier
               here
               struck
               the
               Usurer
               upon
               the
               Right
               Vein
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXCIII
             .
             
               Two
               Travellers
            
             of
             
               Differing
               Humours
            
             .
          
           
             THere
             were
             Two
             Men
             together
             upon
             a
             Journy
             ,
             of
             very
             Differing
             Humours
             ;
             one
             of
             them
             went
             Slugging
             on
             ,
             with
             a
             Thousand
             Cares
             and
             Troubles
             in
             his
             Head
             ,
             Exclaiming
             over
             and
             over
             ,
             
               Lord
               ,
               what
               shall
               I
               do
               to
               Live
               !
            
             'Tother
             Jogg'd
             Merrily
             away
             ,
             and
             left
             his
             Matters
             to
             Providence
             and
             Good
             Fortune
             .
             Well
             Brother
             (
             says
             the
             Sorrowful
             Wight
             ,
             )
             
               How
               can
               you
               be
               so
               Frolick
               now
               ?
               As
               I
               am
               a
               Sinner
               ,
               my
               Heart
               's
               e'en
               ready
               to
               break
               for
               fear
               I
               should
               want
               Bread.
            
             Come
             ,
             come
             ,
             says
             tother
             ,
             
               Fall
               Back
               ,
               Fall
               Edge
            
             ,
             the
             Resolution
             's
             taken
             ,
             and
             my
             Mind
             's
             at
             Rest.
             What
             Resolution
             ,
             says
             his
             Companion
             ?
             why
             a
             Resolution
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             to
             make
             the
             best
             Shift
             I
             can
             ,
             and
             commit
             my self
             to
             Heaven
             for
             the
             Rest.
             Ay
             ,
             but
             for
             all
             that
             ,
             says
             'tother
             again
             ,
             I
             have
             known
             as
             Resolute
             People
             as
             your self
             ,
             that
             their
             Confidence
             has
             Deceiv'd
             them
             in
             the
             Conclusion
             ;
             and
             so
             the
             Poor
             Man
             fell
             into
             another
             Fit
             of
             Doubting
             ,
             and
             Musing
             ,
             'till
             he
             started
             out
             of
             it
             all
             on
             a
             sudden
             :
             
               Good
               Lord
            
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             
               what
               if
               I
               should
               fall
               Blind
               !
            
             and
             so
             he
             walk'd
             a
             good
             way
             before
             his
             Companion
             with
             his
             Eyes
             shut
             ,
             to
             try
             how
             't
             would
             be
             ,
             if
             that
             Misfortune
             should
             befall
             him
             .
             In
             this
             Interim
             his
             Fellow-Traveller
             that
             follow'd
             him
             ,
             found
             a
             Purse
             of
             Mony
             upon
             the
             way
             ,
             which
             made
             good
             his
             Doctrin
             of
             leaving
             things
             to
             Providence
             ;
             whereas
             the
             other
             miss'd
             that
             Encounter
             ,
             as
             a
             Punishment
             of
             his
             Distrust
             ;
             for
             the
             Purse
             had
             been
             His
             ,
             if
             he
             had
             not
             put
             himself
             out
             of
             condition
             of
             Seeing
             it
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               He
               that
               commits
               himself
               to
               Providence
               ,
               is
               sure
               of
               a
               Friend
               in
               time
               of
               need
               ;
               while
               an
               Anxious
               Distrust
               of
               the
               Divine
               Goodness
               ,
               makes
               a
               Man
               more
               
               and
               more
               Unworthy
               of
               it
               ;
               and
               Miserable
               beforehand
               ,
               for
               fear
               of
               being
               so
               afterward
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Two
               opposite
               Humours
               of
               a
               Chearful
               Trust
               in
               Providence
               ,
               and
               a
               Suspicious
               Diffidence
               of
               it
               ,
               with
               the
               ordinary
               Effects
               and
               Consequences
               of
               the
               one
               and
               the
               other
               ,
               are
               very
               well
               set
               forth
               here
               for
               our
               Instruction
               and
               Comfort
               .
               The
               Divine
               Goodness
               never
               fails
               those
               that
               Depend
               upon
               it
               ,
               provided
               that
               according
               to
               the
               Advice
               of
               Hercules
               to
               the
               Carter
               ,
               they
               put
               their
               own
               Shoulders
               to
               the
               Work.
               
            
             
               The
               most
               Wretched
               sort
               of
               People
               under
               the
               Sun
               ,
               are
               your
               Dreamers
               upon
               Events
               ;
               your
               
                 Foreboders
                 ,
                 Supposers
              
               ,
               and
               
                 Putters
                 of
                 Cases
              
               :
               They
               are
               still
               Calculating
               within
               Themselves
               ,
               What
               if
               this
               ,
               or
               that
               Calamity
               ,
               Judgment
               or
               Disaster
               should
               befall
               them
               ;
               and
               so
               they
               form
               it
               in
               their
               own
               Imagination
               ,
               for
               fear
               it
               should
               come
               another
               way
               .
               It
               is
               most
               certain
               ,
               that
               what
               we
               Fear
               ,
               we
               Feel
               ;
               beside
               that
               Fancy
               breeds
               Misery
               as
               Naturally
               as
               it
               does
               the
               Small
               Pox.
               Set
               a
               Whimsical
               Head
               agog
               once
               upon
               Sprights
               and
               Goblins
               ,
               and
               he
               'll
               be
               ready
               to
               Squirt
               his
               Wits
               at
               his
               own
               Shadow
               .
               I
               'le
               suppose
               my self
               Blind
               ,
               )
               says
               one
               of
               the
               Travellers
               ,
               )
               and
               try
               what
               will
               come
               on
               't
               :
               And
               what
               is
               this
               more
               then
               the
               Experiment
               many
               and
               many
               a
               Man
               makes
               in
               the
               World
               ?
               Well
               ,
               I
               shut
               my
               Eyes
               ,
               I
               stumble
               ,
               I
               Lose
               my
               Way
               ,
               Break
               a
               Leg
               or
               an
               Arm
               perhaps
               ;
               step
               over
               a
               Bag
               of
               Mony
               ,
               for
               him
               to
               find
               that
               comes
               after
               me
               with
               his
               Eyes
               open
               :
               In
               one
               Word
               ,
               I
               slip
               my
               Fortune
               in
               a
               Fantastical
               Freak
               ,
               to
               no
               manner
               of
               Purpose
               but
               for
               my
               own
               Ruin.
               There
               is
               no
               surer
               Remedy
               for
               this
               Superstitious
               and
               Desponding
               Weakness
               ,
               then
               first
               to
               Govern
               our selves
               by
               the
               best
               Improvement
               of
               that
               Reason
               which
               Providence
               has
               given
               us
               for
               a
               Guide
               ;
               and
               then
               when
               we
               have
               done
               our
               own
               Parts
               ,
               to
               commit
               all
               Chearfully
               for
               the
               rest
               ,
               to
               the
               good
               Pleasure
               of
               Heaven
               ,
               with
               Trust
               and
               Resignation
               .
               Why
               should
               not
               I
               as
               well
               Comfort
               my self
               with
               the
               Hope
               of
               what
               may
               be
               ,
               as
               Torment
               my self
               with
               the
               Fear
               on
               't
               ?
               He
               that
               Distrusts
               God's
               Providence
               ,
               does
               effectually
               put
               himself
               out
               of
               his
               Protection
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXCIV
             .
             An
             Agreement
             between
             the
             Wolves
             and
             the
             Dogs
             .
          
           
             THe
             Wolves
             found
             themselves
             in
             a
             great
             Straight
             once
             how
             to
             deal
             with
             the
             Dogs
             ;
             they
             could
             do
             well
             enough
             with
             'em
             one
             by
             one
             they
             saw
             ,
             but
             were
             still
             worsted
             and
             overborn
             by
             Numbers
             .
             They
             took
             the
             Matter
             into
             Debate
             ,
             and
             came
             at
             last
             to
             this
             conclusion
             ,
             That
             unless
             they
             could
             make
             a
             Party
             among
             them
             ,
             and
             by
             a
             Parcel
             of
             Fair
             Words
             and
             Pretences
             ,
             engage
             them
             in
             a
             Confederacy
             against
             their
             Masters
             and
             Themselves
             ,
             there
             was
             no
             good
             to
             be
             done
             in
             the
             matter
             .
             Upon
             this
             ,
             they
             sent
             out
             their
             Spies
             among
             the
             Dogs
             ,
             with
             Instructions
             
             to
             go
             to
             those
             among
             them
             that
             were
             nearest
             their
             own
             Make
             ,
             Size
             and
             Colour
             ,
             and
             to
             reason
             the
             matter
             with
             them
             ,
             after
             this
             or
             the
             like
             manner
             .
             [
             
               Why
               should
               not
               we
               that
               are
               all
               of
               a
               Colour
               ,
               and
               in
               a
               manner
               all
               of
               a
               Kind
               ,
               be
               all
               of
               a
               Party
               too
               ,
               and
               all
               of
               an
               Interest
               ?
               You
               'll
               say
               perhaps
               ,
               that
               your
               Masters
               ,
               and
               your
               Fellows
               may
               take
               it
               Ill
               ,
               and
               pick
               a
               Quarrel
               with
               ye
               .
            
             Well
             ,
             and
             what
             will
             they
             be
             able
             to
             
               make
               on
               't
            
             then
             ,
             
               against
               You
               and
               Us
               together
               ?
               If
               it
               comes
               to
               that
               once
               ,
               't
               will
               be
               but
               One
               Push
               for
               all
               ,
               and
               the
               Work
               is
               done
               .
            
             ]
             This
             Discourse
             wrought
             as
             well
             as
             Heart
             could
             wish
             ;
             for
             a
             great
             many
             of
             the
             Wolf-Colour'd-Dogs
             cry'd
             out
             ,
             
               Well
               Mov'd
            
             upon
             't
             ,
             and
             so
             went
             over
             to
             the
             other
             side
             :
             And
             what
             came
             on
             't
             at
             last
             ,
             but
             that
             after
             the
             Dogs
             had
             Deserted
             ,
             the
             Wolves
             Worry'd
             one
             Part
             of
             their
             Enemies
             by
             the
             help
             of
             the
             Currs
             that
             went
             over
             to
             them
             ;
             and
             they
             were
             then
             strong
             enough
             to
             destroy
             the
             Revolters
             themselves
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               A
               House
               divided
               against
               itself
               ,
               cannot
               stand
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Fiction
               may
               be
               matched
               with
               a
               Thousand
               common
               Cases
               ,
               where
               Parties
               are
               divided
               with
               Factions
               from
               Abroad
               ,
               into
               Feuds
               and
               Animosities
               among
               themselves
               .
               'T
               is
               an
               easie
               matter
               to
               form
               and
               to
               invent
               Specious
               Colours
               and
               Arguments
               to
               all
               manner
               of
               Purposes
               ,
               and
               to
               Paradox
               the
               Multitude
               into
               what
               Opinion
               any
               Man
               pleases
               ,
               that
               is
               but
               a
               Master
               of
               Art
               ,
               and
               Address
               ,
               and
               in
               any
               sort
               of
               Credit
               with
               the
               Mobile
               ;
               for
               't
               is
               not
               the
               Reason
               of
               the
               thing
               in
               Question
               ,
               but
               Passion
               and
               Prejudice
               that
               Governs
               in
               the
               Case
               .
               What
               will
               not
               Ignorance
               and
               Credulity
               swallow
               ,
               if
               they
               can
               be
               but
               once
               prevail'd
               upon
               to
               Believe
               ,
               that
               it
               is
               the
               common
               Interest
               of
               all
               the
               Dogs
               ,
               for
               one
               part
               of
               them
               to
               enter
               into
               an
               Alliance
               with
               the
               Wolves
               against
               the
               other
               ;
               and
               to
               draw
               Inferences
               from
               the
               Complexion
               of
               the
               Ministers
               ,
               to
               the
               Reason
               of
               the
               Government
               ;
               as
               the
               Wolf-Colour
               of
               the
               Dog
               is
               made
               an
               Argument
               for
               a
               Resemblance
               in
               the
               Nature
               of
               them
               :
               But
               the
               very
               Proposition
               points
               out
               the
               ready
               way
               to
               Destruction
               :
               and
               the
               dividing
               of
               the
               Guards
               ,
               leads
               manifestly
               ,
               First
               to
               the
               Worrying
               of
               one
               another
               ;
               and
               Secondly
               to
               the
               utter
               Ruin
               of
               the
               whole
               :
               Only
               the
               Dogs
               of
               the
               Conspiracy
               are
               to
               be
               
                 Last
                 Eaten
              
               .
               The
               Wolves
               Proposal
               was
               Practicable
               and
               Natural
               enough
               ,
               and
               a
               Perfect
               Emblem
               of
               the
               Confusions
               and
               Politicks
               abroad
               in
               the
               World.
               The
               Wolves
               sit
               in
               Counsel
               ,
               and
               so
               does
               the
               Cabal
               ;
               and
               the
               Subject
               matter
               of
               Both
               their
               Debates
               is
               Division
               .
               The
               one
               sends
               out
               their
               Spies
               and
               their
               Agents
               ,
               to
               Tamper
               and
               Seduce
               the
               Dogs
               from
               their
               Faith
               and
               Duty
               :
               The
               other
               have
               
                 their
                 Instruments
              
               at
               work
               too
               ,
               in
               their
               Clubs
               and
               Pulpits
               ,
               and
               to
               stagger
               the
               People
               in
               their
               Allegiance
               .
               The
               Dogs
               are
               to
               be
               Debauch'd
               ;
               that
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               the
               Guards
               are
               to
               be
               Corrupted
               :
               The
               
                 Wolf-Colour'd
                 Curs
              
               to
               be
               dealt
               with
               in
               the
               First
               Place
               ;
               that
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               those
               Courtiers
               ,
               Officers
               ,
               Soldiers
               ,
               and
               
               others
               that
               have
               somewhat
               of
               Agreement
               in
               Principle
               and
               Persuasion
               with
               the
               Common
               Enemy
               .
               Nay
               ,
               and
               the
               very
               same
               Argument
               is
               put
               in
               their
               Mouths
               too
               ,
               
                 We
                 are
                 all
                 of
                 a
                 Colour
                 :
              
               And
               what
               's
               the
               Issue
               of
               all
               this
               at
               last
               ,
               but
               the
               same
               Fate
               to
               the
               People
               where
               these
               Liberties
               are
               taken
               ,
               that
               attended
               the
               Dogs
               and
               the
               Sheep
               here
               in
               the
               Fable
               ?
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXCV
             .
             A
             Wolf
             turn'd
             Shepherd
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Crafty
             Wolf
             that
             Dress'd
             himself
             up
             like
             a
             Shepherd
             ,
             with
             his
             Crook
             ,
             and
             all
             his
             Trade
             about
             him
             ,
             to
             the
             very
             Pipe
             and
             Posture
             .
             This
             Masquerade
             succeeded
             so
             well
             with
             him
             ,
             that
             in
             the
             Dead
             of
             the
             Night
             once
             ,
             when
             the
             Men
             and
             their
             Dogs
             were
             all
             fast
             Asleep
             ,
             he
             would
             be
             offering
             at
             the
             
               Shepherd's
               Voice
            
             and
             Call
             too
             :
             But
             there
             was
             somewhat
             of
             a
             Howle
             in
             the
             Tone
             ,
             that
             the
             Country
             presently
             took
             an
             Alarm
             at
             ;
             and
             so
             they
             fell
             in
             upon
             him
             in
             his
             Disguise
             ;
             when
             he
             was
             so
             Shackled
             and
             Hamper'd
             ,
             that
             he
             could
             neither
             Fight
             nor
             Fly.
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               the
               highest
               Pitch
               of
               a
               Publick
               Calamity
               ,
               when
               the
               People
               are
               Worry'd
               and
               Seduc'd
               by
               those
               that
               should
               Protect
               and
               Instruct
               them
               .
               No
               Impostor
               is
               so
               Exquisite
               ,
               as
               not
               to
               lye
               open
               some
               way
               or
               other
               to
               a
               Discovery
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               '
               THIS
               is
               in
               some
               sort
               the
               Reverse
               of
               Boccalini's
               Advice
               from
               the
               West-Indies
               ;
               that
               the
               
                 Spaniards
                 Dogs
              
               there
               that
               were
               sent
               to
               Preserve
               their
               Flocks
               from
               Wolves
               ,
               were
               grown
               Wolves
               themselves
               .
               Now
               here
               's
               a
               Wolf
               turn'd
               Shepherd
               ,
               with
               the
               same
               Design
               ,
               only
               better
               Dress'd
               up
               :
               For
               there
               is
               no
               Treachery
               so
               Plausible
               ,
               as
               that
               which
               is
               cover'd
               with
               the
               Robe
               of
               a
               Guide
               or
               Governor
               .
               Nothing
               like
               a
               Mercenary
               Bar-Gown
               to
               make
               a
               Sedition
               Warrantable
               ;
               nothing
               like
               an
               
                 Assembly
                 of
                 Pye-Bal'd
              
               Divines
               ,
               to
               make
               it
               a
               Point
               of
               Conscience
               ;
               and
               nothing
               again
               like
               a
               Popular
               Ordinance
               ,
               to
               make
               it
               both
               Law
               and
               Gospel
               .
               There
               are
               hardly
               any
               more
               Dangerous
               Instruments
               of
               Mischief
               ,
               then
               Corrupt
               Officers
               and
               Ministers
               ,
               that
               Abuse
               their
               Authority
               ,
               commit
               Publick
               Violence
               in
               their
               Masters
               Name
               ,
               and
               do
               Wrong
               under
               a
               colour
               of
               Right
               and
               Justice
               .
               But
               this
               does
               not
               come
               up
               yet
               to
               the
               Force
               and
               Point
               of
               the
               Fiction
               ;
               for
               't
               is
               one
               thing
               to
               abuse
               a
               Lawful
               Authority
               ,
               to
               the
               Degree
               of
               Tyranny
               and
               Oppression
               ;
               and
               it
               is
               another
               thing
               to
               exercise
               a
               worse
               Tyranny
               and
               Oppression
               ,
               without
               any
               Authority
               at
               all
               .
               The
               Wolf
               turn'd
               Shepherd
               ,
               is
               only
               an
               Usurper
               in
               the
               Shape
               of
               a
               Protector
               ;
               a
               Persecutor
               under
               the
               Cloak
               of
               a
               Governor
               ;
               a
               Creature
               that
               's
               Cruel
               and
               False
               by
               Nature
               ,
               in
               Opposition
               to
               all
               the
               Methods
               of
               Piety
               and
               good
               Manners
               :
               So
               that
               here
               's
               all
               
               summ'd
               up
               in
               a
               few
               Words
               ,
               to
               make
               the
               case
               Miserable
               and
               Shameful
               .
               The
               Morality
               in
               fine
               ,
               of
               this
               Fable
               ,
               may
               be
               fairly
               enough
               apply'd
               to
               the
               Errors
               on
               Both
               Hands
               :
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               of
               those
               that
               put
               a
               
                 Lawful
                 Authority
              
               upon
               the
               Stretch
               ,
               to
               the
               Abuse
               of
               that
               Power
               ,
               under
               the
               Colour
               of
               Prerogative
               ;
               and
               of
               those
               that
               take
               upon
               them
               to
               Exercise
               the
               Offices
               of
               Power
               ,
               without
               any
               Right
               to
               't
               at
               all
               .
               But
               the
               Sheep
               however
               are
               well
               Guarded
               in
               the
               mean
               time
               ,
               that
               have
               a
               Wolf
               for
               their
               Keeper
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXCVI
             .
             An
             Ass
             and
             a
             Lion.
             
          
           
             IN
             Old
             Time
             ,
             when
             a
             Generous
             Beast
             made
             more
             Conscience
             of
             his
             Word
             then
             many
             a
             Modern
             Christian
             has
             done
             of
             an
             Oath
             ;
             a
             Lion
             shook
             Hands
             with
             an
             Ass
             ,
             and
             so
             they
             agreed
             upon
             't
             to
             Jog
             on
             up
             and
             down
             in
             the
             Woods
             ,
             Lovingly
             and
             Peaceably
             together
             .
             As
             they
             were
             upon
             this
             Adventure
             ,
             they
             discover'd
             a
             Herd
             of
             Wolves
             ;
             the
             Ass
             immediately
             sets
             up
             a
             Hideous
             Bray
             ;
             and
             fetches
             a
             Run
             at
             them
             Open
             Mouth
             ,
             as
             if
             he
             would
             have
             Eaten
             '
             em
             .
             The
             Wolves
             only
             Snear'd
             at
             him
             for
             his
             Pains
             ,
             but
             Scamper'd
             away
             however
             as
             hard
             as
             they
             could
             drive
             .
             By
             and
             by
             comes
             the
             Ass
             back
             again
             ,
             Puffing
             and
             Blowing
             from
             the
             Chase.
             Well
             ,
             says
             the
             Lion
             ,
             and
             what
             was
             that
             Horrid
             Scream
             for
             ,
             I
             prithee
             ?
             Why
             (
             says
             'tother
             ,
             )
             I
             frighten'd
             'em
             all
             away
             ,
             you
             see
             .
             And
             did
             they
             run
             away
             from
             you
             ,
             says
             the
             Lion
             ,
             or
             from
             me
             ,
             d'
             ye
             think
             ?
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Noise
               and
               Bluster
               is
               so
               far
               from
               doing
               Business
               ,
               that
               instead
               of
               Awing
               and
               Frighting
               People
               ,
               it
               serves
               only
               to
               make
               them
               Sport
               ,
               when
               the
               Vanity
               of
               it
               comes
               to
               be
               Discover'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               are
               
                 Braying
                 Men
              
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               
                 Braying
                 Asses
              
               ;
               for
               what
               's
               Loud
               and
               Senseless
               Talking
               ,
               Huffing
               ,
               Damming
               and
               Blaspheming
               ,
               any
               other
               then
               a
               more
               fashionable
               way
               of
               Braying
               ?
               Only
               the
               one
               is
               that
               to
               the
               Ear
               ,
               which
               the
               other
               is
               to
               the
               Mind
               ,
               and
               a
               Man
               may
               better
               endure
               the
               Shocking
               of
               his
               Sense
               ,
               then
               the
               Affronting
               of
               his
               Reason
               .
               The
               Lion
               ,
               't
               is
               true
               ,
               might
               have
               kept
               better
               Company
               ;
               but
               so
               long
               as
               it
               was
               only
               for
               his
               Diversion
               ,
               it
               gives
               us
               to
               Understand
               how
               far
               Great
               Men
               may
               be
               allow'd
               to
               make
               themselves
               Merry
               with
               Buffoons
               .
               The
               Wolves
               running
               away
               from
               the
               Ass
               ,
               while
               the
               Lion
               was
               looking
               on
               ,
               tells
               us
               in
               the
               Allegory
               ,
               that
               
                 Favourite
                 Asses
              
               have
               the
               Privilege
               of
               
                 Favorite
                 Dogs
              
               ;
               they
               may
               Snap
               and
               Snarl
               where
               they
               please
               ,
               Gratis
               :
               But
               't
               is
               for
               their
               Master's
               
               sake
               at
               last
               ,
               that
               they
               come
               off
               with
               a
               whole
               Skin
               .
               And
               what
               's
               the
               Issue
               now
               of
               all
               this
               Noise
               in
               the
               Conclusion
               ,
               but
               the
               making
               of
               the
               Noise-Maker
               still
               the
               more
               Ridiculous
               ?
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXCVII
             .
             An
             Ape
             and
             a
             Mountebank
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Mountebank
             Trick'd
             up
             as
             Fine
             as
             a
             Lord
             ;
             a
             certain
             Ape
             ,
             that
             had
             a
             Mind
             to
             set
             up
             for
             a
             Beau
             ,
             spies
             him
             out
             ,
             and
             nothing
             would
             serve
             him
             ,
             but
             he
             must
             have
             a
             Suit
             and
             Dress
             after
             the
             same
             Pattern
             ;
             he
             press'd
             the
             Quack
             so
             hard
             for
             't
             ,
             that
             at
             last
             he
             told
             him
             plainly
             ,
             Upon
             condition
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             that
             you
             shall
             wear
             a
             Silver
             Chain
             about
             your
             Neck
             ,
             I
             'll
             give
             ye
             the
             very
             Fellow
             on
             't
             ;
             for
             you
             'll
             be
             running
             away
             with
             your
             Livery
             else
             .
             Iack
             agrees
             to
             't
             ,
             and
             is
             presently
             rigg'd
             out
             in
             his
             Gold
             and
             Silver
             Lace
             ,
             with
             a
             Feather
             in
             's
             Cap
             ,
             and
             as
             Figures
             go
             now
             a-days
             ,
             a
             very
             pretty
             Figure
             he
             made
             in
             the
             World
             ,
             I
             can
             assure
             ye
             ;
             though
             upon
             Second
             Thoughts
             ,
             when
             the
             heat
             of
             the
             Vanity
             was
             over
             ,
             he
             grew
             Sick
             of
             his
             Bargain
             ;
             for
             he
             found
             that
             he
             had
             sold
             hs
             Liberty
             for
             a
             
               Fools
               Coat
            
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               with
               us
               in
               our
               Lives
               ,
               as
               with
               the
               Indians
               in
               their
               Trade
               ,
               that
               truck
               Gold
               and
               Pearl
               ,
               for
               Beads
               and
               Glasses
               .
               We
               part
               with
               the
               Blessings
               of
               Both
               Worlds
               for
               Pleasures
               ,
               Court-Favours
               ,
               and
               Commissions
               ;
               and
               at
               last
               ,
               when
               we
               have
               sold
               our selves
               to
               our
               Lusts
               ,
               we
               grow
               Sick
               of
               our
               Bargain
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               A
               Vain
               Fool
               can
               hardly
               be
               more
               Miserable
               then
               the
               Granting
               of
               his
               own
               Prayers
               and
               Wishes
               would
               make
               him
               .
               How
               many
               Spectacles
               does
               every
               Day
               afford
               us
               ,
               of
               Apes
               and
               Mountebanks
               in
               Gay-Coats
               ,
               that
               pass
               in
               the
               World
               for
               Philosophers
               ,
               and
               
                 Men
                 of
                 Honour
              
               ;
               and
               it
               is
               no
               wonder
               for
               one
               Fool
               to
               value
               himself
               upon
               the
               same
               Vanity
               ,
               for
               which
               he
               esteems
               another
               .
               He
               that
               Judges
               of
               Men
               and
               of
               things
               by
               Sense
               ,
               Governs
               himself
               by
               Sense
               too
               ;
               and
               he
               that
               well
               considers
               the
               Practices
               and
               Opinions
               of
               the
               Age
               he
               lives
               in
               ,
               will
               find
               ,
               that
               Folly
               and
               Passion
               have
               more
               Disciples
               then
               Wisdom
               and
               Vertue
               .
               The
               Feather
               in
               a
               Fools
               Cap
               ,
               is
               a
               Fools
               Inclination
               ;
               nay
               ,
               it
               is
               his
               Ambition
               too
               ;
               for
               he
               that
               measures
               the
               Character
               of
               another
               Man
               by
               his
               Outside
               ,
               seldom
               looks
               further
               then
               the
               Bus'ness
               of
               Dress
               and
               Appearance
               in
               himself
               .
               Beside
               ,
               that
               Ill
               Examples
               work
               more
               upon
               us
               then
               Good
               ,
               and
               that
               we
               are
               Forwarder
               to
               imitate
               the
               one
               ,
               then
               to
               Emulate
               the
               other
               .
               This
               now
               is
               the
               Highest
               Pitch
               of
               
               Infelicity
               ,
               when
               we
               do
               not
               only
               square
               our
               Lives
               in
               General
               ,
               according
               to
               Vicious
               Presidents
               ,
               but
               set
               our
               Hearts
               in
               particular
               (
               with
               the
               Fantastical
               Ape
               here
               ,
               )
               upon
               this
               or
               that
               Extravagance
               .
               No
               other
               Sort
               of
               Fool
               would
               please
               him
               ,
               then
               the
               very
               Counter-part
               of
               this
               Quack
               .
               His
               Mistake
               was
               double
               ;
               First
               ,
               he
               plac'd
               an
               Opinion
               of
               Happiness
               where
               there
               was
               no
               Ground
               at
               all
               to
               expect
               it
               .
               Secondly
               ,
               he
               parted
               with
               his
               Liberty
               in
               Exchange
               for
               't
               ;
               which
               is
               the
               same
               thing
               with
               Trucking
               the
               Greatest
               Blessing
               of
               Human
               Nature
               for
               the
               Handy-Work
               of
               a
               Taylor
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXCVIII
             .
             Boys
             and
             Frogs
             .
          
           
             A
             Company
             of
             Waggish
             Boys
             were
             Watching
             of
             Frogs
             at
             the
             side
             of
             a
             Pond
             ,
             and
             still
             as
             any
             of
             'em
             put
             up
             their
             Heads
             ,
             they
             'd
             be
             Pelting
             them
             down
             again
             with
             Stones
             .
             Children
             ,
             (
             says
             one
             of
             the
             Frogs
             ,
             )
             you
             never
             Consider
             ,
             that
             
               though
               this
               may
               be
               Play
               to
               you
               ,
               't
               is
               Death
               to
               us
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Hard-heartedness
               and
               Cruelty
               is
               not
               only
               an
               Inhuman
               Vice
               ,
               but
               worse
               then
               Brutal
               :
               For
               such
               Men
               take
               Delight
               in
               Blood
               ,
               which
               Beasts
               spill
               only
               in
               Self-Defence
               ,
               or
               in
               case
               of
               Necessity
               to
               satisfy
               Hunger
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               a
               Dangerous
               and
               an
               Ill
               Natur'd
               Liberty
               ,
               the
               Wonting
               or
               the
               Suffering
               of
               Children
               to
               play
               with
               Birds
               and
               Flies
               .
               The
               Cudgelling
               of
               Shroving-Cocks
               is
               a
               Barbarous
               Custom
               ;
               and
               so
               is
               the
               common
               License
               that
               Roguy
               Boys
               take
               in
               the
               Streets
               ,
               of
               Tearing
               and
               Tormenting
               of
               Puppies
               and
               Kitlings
               .
               The
               very
               Sport
               is
               Cruelty
               ;
               for
               't
               is
               no
               longer
               a
               Laughing
               Matter
               ,
               when
               the
               Life
               of
               a
               Creature
               comes
               to
               be
               concern'd
               .
               This
               is
               a
               Freedom
               not
               to
               be
               endur'd
               ,
               so
               much
               as
               in
               the
               Spectacle
               ,
               but
               much
               less
               to
               be
               Approv'd
               or
               Practic'd
               ,
               especially
               by
               those
               that
               are
               Born
               and
               Train'd
               up
               to
               any
               considerable
               Figure
               in
               a
               Government
               :
               For
               Hard-heartedness
               in
               Boys
               ,
               will
               be
               Brutality
               and
               Tyranny
               in
               Men.
               Softness
               and
               Tenderness
               of
               Nature
               ,
               are
               the
               Seeds
               of
               a
               Generous
               Humanity
               :
               Provided
               always
               that
               Children
               be
               taught
               to
               distinguish
               betwixt
               a
               Benignity
               and
               a
               Facility
               of
               Disposition
               ,
               and
               that
               they
               may
               not
               confound
               Gracious
               with
               Effeminate
               .
               By
               this
               means
               there
               may
               be
               a
               Foundation
               laid
               of
               worthy
               Thoughts
               ,
               which
               will
               ripen
               in
               due
               time
               into
               Glorious
               Actions
               and
               Habits
               ,
               to
               qualify
               Men
               for
               the
               Honour
               and
               Service
               of
               their
               Country
               .
               This
               Foundation
               ,
               I
               say
               ,
               of
               a
               Pious
               and
               a
               Virtuous
               Compassion
               ,
               will
               Dispose
               Men
               afterward
               ,
               instead
               of
               adding
               Affliction
               to
               Affliction
               ,
               and
               of
               Grinding
               the
               Faces
               of
               the
               Weak
               and
               Innocent
               ,
               to
               Minister
               Protection
               to
               those
               that
               are
               Oppressed
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCXCIX
             .
             A
             Council
             of
             Beasts
             .
          
           
             THe
             Beasts
             (
             a
             great
             while
             ago
             ,
             )
             were
             so
             harass'd
             out
             with
             Perpetual
             Feuds
             and
             Factions
             ,
             that
             they
             call'd
             a
             
               General
               Council
            
             ,
             in
             the
             nature
             of
             
               a
               Committee
               of
               Grievances
            
             ,
             to
             Advice
             upon
             some
             way
             for
             the
             Adjusting
             of
             Differences
             ,
             in
             order
             to
             a
             Publick
             Peace
             .
             After
             a
             great
             many
             Notable
             things
             said
             upon
             the
             Debate
             ,
             Pro
             and
             Con
             ,
             the
             Hares
             at
             last
             ,
             (
             according
             to
             the
             
               Printed
               Votes
            
             of
             those
             Days
             ,
             )
             Deliver'd
             their
             Sense
             to
             this
             Effect
             :
             There
             can
             never
             be
             any
             Quiet
             in
             this
             World
             ,
             so
             long
             as
             one
             Beast
             shall
             be
             Allow'd
             Nails
             ,
             Teeth
             ,
             or
             Horns
             ,
             more
             then
             Another
             ;
             but
             the
             Weaker
             will
             be
             still
             a
             Prey
             to
             the
             Stronger
             :
             Wherefore
             we
             humbly
             propose
             an
             
               Universal
               Parity
            
             ,
             and
             that
             we
             may
             be
             all
             upon
             the
             same
             Level
             ,
             both
             for
             Dignity
             and
             Power
             ;
             for
             we
             may
             then
             ,
             and
             not
             till
             then
             ,
             promise
             our selves
             a
             Blessed
             State
             of
             Agreement
             ,
             when
             no
             one
             Creature
             shall
             be
             able
             to
             Hurt
             another
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Mobile
               are
               still
               for
               Levelling
               ;
               that
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               for
               Advancing
               themselves
               :
               For
               't
               is
               as
               Broad
               as
               't
               is
               long
               ,
               whether
               they
               Rise
               to
               others
               ,
               or
               bring
               others
               down
               to
               them
               .
               Beside
               ,
               that
               the
               Doctrin
               of
               Levelling
               strikes
               at
               the
               very
               Order
               of
               Providence
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               a
               Foolish
               thing
               for
               People
               to
               talk
               Boldly
               ,
               without
               a
               Power
               to
               Execute
               ;
               for
               upon
               the
               Upshot
               ,
               they
               serve
               only
               for
               sport
               to
               their
               Superiors
               .
               The
               World
               is
               like
               to
               be
               well
               Govern'd
               ,
               where
               those
               that
               have
               neither
               Resolution
               nor
               Courage
               ,
               shall
               take
               upon
               them
               to
               give
               Laws
               to
               't
               :
               When
               Fools
               shall
               correct
               the
               Works
               of
               the
               Heavenly
               Wisdom
               ,
               and
               pass
               Reviews
               upon
               the
               Order
               of
               the
               Universe
               .
               It
               might
               be
               every
               jot
               as
               Cheap
               ,
               New-made
               as
               Mended
               ;
               and
               the
               whole
               Creation
               taken
               to
               Pieces
               and
               Rebuilt
               ,
               as
               any
               part
               of
               the
               Work
               of
               Providence
               Improv'd
               .
               If
               God
               Pronounc'd
               upon
               every
               thing
               that
               he
               made
               ,
               that
               it
               was
               Good
               ,
               who
               shall
               presume
               to
               think
               he
               can
               make
               it
               Better
               ?
            
             
               The
               Question
               is
               the
               Procuring
               of
               an
               
                 Universal
                 Peace
              
               ;
               and
               the
               Hares
               are
               of
               Opinion
               that
               the
               Disarming
               of
               
                 Lions
                 ,
                 Tigers
              
               ,
               &c.
               and
               the
               bringing
               of
               Matters
               to
               a
               Level
               ,
               would
               do
               the
               Work.
               Let
               it
               be
               now
               consider'd
               ,
               that
               there
               is
               an
               Ambition
               in
               the
               very
               Affectation
               of
               that
               Equality
               ;
               for
               't
               is
               as
               Broad
               as
               't
               is
               long
               ,
               whether
               the
               other
               shall
               be
               brought
               down
               ,
               or
               they
               themselves
               Advan'd
               .
               'T
               is
               Sottish
               ,
               I
               say
               ,
               to
               offer
               at
               things
               that
               cannot
               be
               brought
               about
               ;
               it
               is
               Wicked
               to
               meddle
               towards
               the
               Altering
               or
               
               Unsetling
               of
               Things
               Sacred
               ;
               and
               it
               is
               a
               Madness
               for
               the
               Weaker
               to
               talk
               of
               Binding
               the
               Hands
               of
               the
               Stronger
               .
               The
               Simple
               are
               not
               to
               direct
               the
               Wise
               ,
               nor
               the
               Inferiors
               to
               impose
               upon
               those
               that
               are
               Above
               them
               .
               'T
               is
               Nonsense
               to
               suppose
               a
               Level
               in
               the
               several
               Parts
               of
               the
               Universe
               ,
               when
               the
               very
               Frame
               of
               it
               is
               only
               an
               Orderly
               Pile
               ,
               or
               Scale
               of
               one
               thing
               above
               another
               .
            
             
               Now
               there
               are
               Hares
               in
               Councils
               and
               in
               Commissions
               of
               State
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               in
               Fields
               ,
               and
               in
               Fables
               ,
               where
               the
               Multitude
               are
               for
               Levelling
               too
               ,
               and
               for
               Paring
               the
               Claws
               ,
               and
               Drawing
               the
               Teeth
               of
               Governors
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               of
               Beasts
               .
               The
               True
               English
               of
               leaving
               no
               Power
               to
               do
               Hurt
               ,
               is
               the
               leaving
               no
               Power
               to
               do
               Good
               neither
               ;
               and
               to
               make
               short
               Work
               on
               't
               ,
               the
               leaving
               
                 no
                 Power
                 at
                 all
                 .
                 'T
                 is
                 a
                 Iuggle
                 of
                 the
                 Levellers
                 ,
              
               (
               says
               Mr.
               
                 Selden
                 ,
                 )
                 They
                 would
                 have
                 no
                 body
                 Above
                 them
                 ,
                 they
                 say
                 ,
                 but
                 they
                 do
                 not
                 tell
                 ye
                 they
                 'd
                 have
                 no
                 body
                 Under
                 them
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCC
             .
             A
             Cock
             and
             a
             Fox-Case
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Fox-Case
             set
             up
             near
             a
             Hen-Roost
             ,
             to
             hold
             forth
             the
             Doctrin
             of
             Terror
             and
             Example
             .
             A
             Cock
             spy'd
             it
             ,
             and
             scour'd
             away
             from
             't
             ,
             as
             fast
             as
             his
             Legs
             and
             his
             Wings
             could
             carry
             him
             ,
             and
             the
             Birds
             hooted
             at
             him
             for
             't
             .
             Hark
             ye
             my
             Masters
             ,
             (
             says
             he
             ,
             )
             there
             are
             Live-Foxes
             as
             well
             as
             Dead
             Ones
             ,
             by
             the
             Token
             one
             of
             'em
             had
             me
             by
             the
             Back
             but
             t'other
             day
             ,
             and
             a
             Thousand
             Pound
             to
             a
             Nut-shell
             I
             had
             never
             got
             off
             again
             .
             And
             pray
             tell
             me
             now
             ,
             if
             any
             of
             you
             had
             but
             been
             in
             my
             condition
             ,
             whether
             the
             very
             Print
             of
             a
             
               Foxes
               Foot
            
             would
             not
             have
             started
             ye
             ;
             and
             much
             more
             the
             Image
             of
             him
             in
             his
             Skin
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Burnt
               Child
               Dreads
               the
               Fire
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               WE
               find
               this
               to
               be
               true
               upon
               daily
               Experience
               ,
               that
               narrow
               Escapes
               out
               of
               great
               Dangers
               ,
               make
               People
               take
               Alarums
               at
               less
               ;
               especially
               of
               the
               same
               Kind
               .
               One
               had
               better
               be
               Laugh'd
               at
               for
               taking
               a
               Fox-Case
               for
               a
               Fox
               ,
               then
               be
               Destroy'd
               by
               taking
               a
               Live-Fox
               only
               for
               a
               Case
               .
               The
               very
               Fancy
               has
               somewhat
               of
               Reason
               in
               't
               ,
               for
               't
               is
               but
               a
               Measuring
               Cast
               ,
               upon
               such
               a
               Supposition
               as
               this
               ,
               whether
               it
               proves
               the
               one
               or
               the
               other
               .
               A
               Lark
               we
               see
               will
               Dare
               at
               a
               
                 Painted
                 Hobby
              
               .
               I
               sing'd
               the
               Toes
               of
               an
               Ape
               through
               a
               Burning
               Glass
               my self
               once
               ,
               and
               he
               would
               never
               be
               brought
               to
               Endure
               the
               sight
               of
               a
               Burning-Glass
               after
               .
               I
               knew
               another
               Ape
               that
               was
               Shot
               behind
               his
               Master
               in
               the
               Long
               Rebellion
               here
               ,
               and
               would
               never
               
               after
               that
               ,
               Endure
               the
               sight
               of
               a
               Pistol
               .
               Now
               there
               's
               no
               more
               in
               all
               this
               ,
               then
               what
               's
               Natural
               ,
               Reasonable
               and
               Familiar
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCI
             .
             A
             Cobler
             turn'd
             Doctor
             .
          
           
             A
             Bungling
             Cobler
             that
             was
             ready
             to
             Starve
             at
             his
             own
             Trade
             ,
             changes
             his
             Quarter
             ,
             and
             sets
             up
             for
             a
             Doctor
             ;
             and
             by
             the
             Force
             of
             Sour
             Looks
             ,
             and
             Hard
             Words
             ,
             Conjures
             himself
             into
             some
             sort
             of
             Reputation
             with
             the
             Common
             People
             .
             His
             Master-piece
             was
             a
             Composition
             that
             he
             Bill'd
             about
             ,
             under
             the
             Name
             of
             a
             
               Sovereign
               Antidote
            
             .
             This
             Physician
             came
             in
             time
             to
             fall
             Sick
             himself
             ,
             and
             the
             Governor
             of
             the
             Place
             gave
             him
             a
             Visit.
             He
             calls
             for
             a
             Cup
             ,
             and
             a
             Dose
             of
             his
             Antidote
             ,
             puts
             a
             little
             Fair
             Water
             in
             't
             ,
             under
             a
             Pretence
             of
             so
             much
             Poison
             ;
             stirs
             it
             together
             ,
             and
             gives
             it
             his
             Patient
             .
             This
             (
             says
             he
             )
             is
             only
             to
             try
             the
             Force
             of
             your
             Medicine
             ,
             and
             if
             you
             outlive
             it
             ,
             I
             'le
             give
             ye
             a
             considerable
             Sum
             of
             Mony
             for
             your
             Receit
             .
             The
             poor
             Quack
             had
             more
             care
             of
             his
             Life
             then
             of
             his
             Credit
             ,
             and
             so
             for
             fear
             of
             being
             Poyson'd
             ,
             told
             the
             whole
             Truth
             of
             the
             Matter
             ,
             and
             how
             he
             came
             to
             be
             a
             Physician
             .
             The
             Governour
             upon
             this
             Discovery
             ,
             call'd
             the
             People
             together
             ,
             and
             bad
             them
             consider
             the
             Folly
             and
             Madness
             of
             their
             Confidence
             ,
             that
             would
             venture
             the
             Patching
             up
             of
             their
             Carcases
             ,
             upon
             the
             Skill
             of
             an
             Ignorant
             Fellow
             ,
             that
             no
             body
             that
             knew
             him
             would
             trust
             so
             much
             as
             with
             the
             Mending
             of
             a
             pair
             of
             Old
             Shoes
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               's
               Quacking
               in
               all
               Trades
               :
               Bold
               Ignorance
               passes
               upon
               the
               Multitude
               for
               Science
               ;
               and
               it
               is
               with
               Men
               as
               't
               is
               with
               Brutes
               ,
               some
               are
               to
               Eat
               ,
               and
               others
               to
               be
               Eaten
               .
               Confident
               Knaves
               ,
               live
               upon
               Credulous
               Fools
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               No
               Fable
               can
               be
               Pleasant
               ,
               Profitable
               or
               Instructive
               in
               Emblem
               ,
               that
               is
               not
               drawn
               to
               the
               very
               Life
               of
               Nature
               ;
               and
               we
               have
               a
               Horror
               for
               the
               Monstrous
               Productions
               of
               the
               Brain
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               for
               those
               of
               the
               Body
               .
               Wherefore
               the
               Test
               of
               an
               Edifying
               Parable
               ,
               is
               a
               Congruity
               of
               the
               Moral
               to
               the
               Lines
               of
               Practice
               ,
               and
               to
               the
               Image
               of
               Truth
               .
               The
               Resemblance
               must
               be
               Touching
               ,
               and
               a
               Man
               must
               have
               a
               Feeling
               of
               it
               to
               be
               Mov'd
               with
               it
               .
               'T
               is
               never
               right
               ,
               'till
               I
               can
               say
               to
               my self
               ,
               How
               many
               Instances
               have
               I
               seen
               in
               the
               World
               of
               this
               Cobler
               turn'd
               Doctor
               ?
               How
               many
               Underlayers
               ,
               
               that
               when
               they
               could
               not
               live
               upon
               their
               Trade
               ,
               have
               rai'sd
               themselves
               from
               Cobbling
               to
               Fluxing
               ,
               and
               taken
               upon
               them
               to
               cast
               the
               Water
               of
               a
               Body
               Politick
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               of
               a
               Body
               Natural
               ?
               This
               minds
               me
               of
               a
               
                 Cobbling
                 Colonel
              
               of
               Famous
               Memory
               ,
               (
               and
               he
               was
               a
               States-man
               too
               of
               the
               
                 Long
                 Parliament
                 Edition
              
               ,
               )
               to
               a
               Lady
               of
               Quality
               in
               Ireland
               .
               She
               had
               been
               so
               terribly
               Plunder'd
               ,
               that
               the
               Poor
               Woman
               went
               almost
               Barefoot
               :
               And
               as
               she
               was
               Warming
               her
               Feet
               once
               in
               the
               Chimny
               Corner
               ,
               the
               Colonel
               took
               notice
               that
               her
               Shoes
               wanted
               Capping
               ;
               
                 Lord
                 ,
                 Madam
              
               ,
               (
               says
               he
               ,
               )
               
                 Why
                 d'
                 ye
                 wear
                 no
                 Better
                 Shoes
                 ?
              
               Why
               truly
               Sir
               ,
               says
               she
               ,
               all
               the
               Coblers
               are
               turn'd
               Colonels
               ,
               and
               I
               can
               get
               no
               body
               to
               Mend
               '
               em
               .
               Now
               to
               do
               Right
               to
               the
               Apologue
               ;
               there
               are
               several
               Remarkable
               Innuendo's
               in
               't
               :
               Here
               's
               First
               a
               Coxcomb
               that
               Commences
               Doctor
               .
               Secondly
               ,
               A
               kind
               of
               an
               
                 Individuum
                 Vagum
              
               ,
               dress'd
               up
               in
               the
               Character
               of
               a
               Man
               of
               Quality
               .
               Thirdly
               ,
               From
               being
               ready
               to
               Starve
               ,
               Himself
               ,
               he
               makes
               a
               very
               good
               Living
               out
               of
               the
               Privilege
               of
               Poysoning
               and
               Destroying
               other
               People
               .
               Fourthly
               ,
               It
               gives
               us
               to
               Understand
               the
               Force
               of
               Impudence
               on
               the
               one
               hand
               ,
               and
               of
               Ignorance
               on
               the
               other
               ;
               for
               what
               was
               it
               but
               the
               Brazen
               Face
               of
               the
               Quack
               ,
               assisted
               by
               the
               Silliness
               of
               the
               Mobile
               ,
               that
               Advanc'd
               this
               Upstart
               from
               the
               Stall
               to
               the
               Stage
               ?
               It
               is
               not
               to
               be
               Imagin'd
               the
               Power
               of
               Tumour
               and
               Pretence
               ,
               Bold
               Looks
               ,
               Hard
               Words
               ,
               and
               a
               Supercilious
               Brow
               ,
               upon
               the
               Passions
               of
               the
               Multitude
               .
               To
               say
               the
               Truth
               on
               't
               ,
               we
               are
               impos'd
               upon
               by
               Botchers
               ,
               and
               Men
               of
               Forehead
               ,
               without
               Common
               Sense
               ,
               in
               all
               Trades
               and
               Professions
               ,
               even
               to
               the
               Venturing
               of
               Soul
               ,
               Body
               ,
               Life
               and
               Estate
               upon
               their
               Skill
               ,
               Honesty
               and
               Credit
               .
               Can
               any
               Man
               look
               about
               him
               in
               the
               World
               now
               ,
               and
               cast
               his
               Eye
               and
               Thought
               upon
               Every-days
               Instances
               of
               some
               of
               these
               wonderful
               Improvements
               and
               Conversions
               ,
               without
               Saying
               to
               Himself
               ,
               The
               Mythologist
               Pointed
               at
               all
               these
               Men
               in
               this
               Fable
               ?
               For
               it
               holds
               as
               well
               from
               Foppery
               to
               Policy
               ;
               from
               Baseness
               to
               Honour
               ,
               and
               from
               Beggery
               to
               Superfluity
               ,
               as
               from
               Patching
               to
               Purging
               ,
               and
               from
               the
               Stall
               to
               the
               Urinal
               .
               But
               a
               Tryal
               of
               Skill
               at
               last
               puts
               him
               past
               his
               Latin
               ;
               and
               when
               it
               comes
               to
               that
               once
               ,
               he
               'll
               have
               more
               Wit
               then
               to
               Venture
               his
               Life
               upon
               his
               Antidote
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCII.
             A
             Cobler
             and
             a
             Financier
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Droll
             of
             a
             Cobler
             that
             led
             a
             Life
             as
             Merry
             as
             the
             Day
             was
             Long
             ,
             and
             Singing
             and
             Joking
             was
             his
             Delight
             .
             But
             it
             was
             not
             altogether
             so
             well
             with
             a
             Neighbour
             of
             his
             ,
             though
             a
             Great
             Officer
             in
             the
             Treasury
             ;
             for
             there
             was
             no
             Singing
             ,
             nor
             hardly
             any
             Sleeping
             under
             his
             Roof
             :
             Or
             if
             he
             happen'd
             to
             Doze
             a
             little
             now
             and
             then
             in
             a
             Morning
             ,
             't
             was
             Forty
             to
             One
             the
             Jolly
             Cobler
             Wak'd
             him
             .
             How
             often
             would
             he
             be
             Wishing
             to
             Himself
             that
             Sleep
             were
             to
             be
             bought
             in
             the
             Market
             as
             well
             as
             Meat
             and
             Drink
             !
             While
             his
             Head
             was
             working
             upon
             this
             Thought
             ,
             the
             Toy
             took
             him
             in
             the
             Crown
             
             to
             send
             for
             the
             Songster
             .
             Come
             Neighbour
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             thou
             liv'st
             like
             a
             Prince
             here
             ,
             How
             much
             a
             Year
             canst
             thou
             get
             by
             thy
             Trade
             ?
             Nay
             ,
             Faith
             Master
             ,
             says
             the
             Cobler
             ,
             I
             keep
             no
             '
             Count-Books
             ;
             but
             if
             I
             can
             get
             Bread
             from
             Hand
             to
             Mouth
             ,
             and
             make
             Even
             at
             the
             Years
             End
             ;
             I
             never
             trouble
             my self
             for
             to
             Morrow
             .
             Well
             ,
             says
             the
             Officer
             ,
             but
             if
             you
             know
             what
             you
             can
             Earn
             by
             the
             Day
             ,
             you
             may
             easily
             cast
             up
             what
             that
             comes
             to
             a
             Year
             :
             Ay
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             but
             that
             's
             more
             or
             less
             as
             it
             falls
             out
             ;
             for
             we
             have
             such
             a
             World
             of
             
               Holy-Days
               ,
               Festivals
            
             ,
             and
             
               New
               Saints
            
             ,
             that
             't
             is
             a
             Woundy
             Hindrance
             to
             a
             Poor
             Man
             that
             Lives
             by
             his
             Labour
             .
             This
             Dry
             ,
             Blunt
             Way
             ,
             took
             with
             the
             Officer
             ,
             and
             so
             he
             went
             on
             with
             him
             :
             Come
             my
             Friend
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             You
             came
             into
             my
             House
             a
             Cobler
             ,
             what
             will
             you
             say
             now
             ,
             if
             I
             send
             you
             out
             on
             't
             an
             Emperor
             ?
             and
             so
             he
             put
             a
             Purse
             of
             a
             Hundred
             Crowns
             into
             his
             Hand
             .
             Go
             your
             ways
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             there
             's
             an
             Estate
             for
             ye
             ,
             and
             be
             a
             Good
             Husband
             of
             it
             .
             Away
             goes
             the
             Cobler
             with
             his
             Gold
             ,
             and
             in
             Conceit
             as
             Rich
             as
             if
             the
             Mines
             of
             Peru
             had
             been
             empty'd
             into
             his
             Lap.
             Up
             he
             Locks
             it
             immediately
             ,
             and
             all
             the
             Comforts
             of
             his
             Life
             together
             with
             his
             Crowns
             in
             the
             same
             Chest.
             From
             the
             time
             that
             he
             was
             Master
             of
             this
             Treasure
             ,
             there
             was
             no
             more
             Singing
             or
             Sleeping
             at
             our
             House
             ;
             not
             a
             Cat
             stirr'd
             in
             the
             Garret
             ,
             but
             an
             Out-cry
             of
             Thieves
             ;
             and
             his
             Cottage
             was
             so
             haunted
             with
             Cares
             ,
             Jealousies
             ,
             and
             Wild
             Alarums
             ,
             that
             his
             very
             Life
             was
             become
             a
             Burden
             to
             him
             .
             So
             that
             after
             a
             short
             time
             ,
             away
             trudges
             he
             to
             the
             Officer
             again
             ;
             Ah
             Sir
             says
             he
             ,
             if
             you
             have
             any
             Charity
             for
             a
             Miserable
             Creature
             ,
             do
             but
             let
             me
             have
             my
             Songs
             and
             my
             Sleep
             again
             ,
             and
             do
             you
             take
             back
             your
             Hundred
             Crowns
             ,
             with
             a
             Hundred
             Thousand
             Thanks
             into
             the
             Bargain
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Poor
               Man
               that
               has
               but
               from
               Hand
               to
               Mouth
               ,
               passes
               his
               Time
               Merrily
               ,
               and
               without
               any
               Fear
               or
               Danger
               of
               Thieves
               ,
               Publick
               or
               Private
               ;
               but
               the
               House
               that
               has
               Mony
               In
               't
               ,
               is
               as
               good
               as
               Haunted
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Fable
               makes
               Riches
               to
               be
               a
               great
               Enemy
               to
               our
               Repose
               ,
               and
               tells
               us
               that
               the
               Cares
               of
               Mony
               lye
               heavier
               upon
               a
               Good
               Man
               ,
               then
               the
               Inconveniences
               of
               an
               Honest
               Poverty
               .
               He
               that
               sets
               the
               Anxiety
               ,
               Fears
               and
               Dangers
               that
               accompany
               Riches
               ,
               against
               the
               Chearful
               and
               the
               Easie
               Security
               of
               a
               Private
               Fortune
               and
               Condition
               ,
               may
               very
               well
               be
               Thankful
               for
               the
               One
               ,
               without
               Repining
               at
               the
               other
               .
               He
               that
               sets
               his
               Heart
               upon
               any
               thing
               in
               this
               World
               ,
               makes
               himself
               a
               Slave
               to
               his
               Hopes
               and
               
               Fears
               ,
               and
               is
               as
               sure
               of
               being
               Disappointed
               ,
               as
               he
               is
               of
               the
               Uncertainty
               of
               Human
               Affairs
               .
               Let
               it
               be
               Love
               ,
               Preferment
               ,
               Court-Favours
               ,
               Popularity
               ,
               or
               what
               else
               it
               will
               ,
               some
               Rival
               or
               other
               he
               must
               expect
               to
               meet
               with
               in
               all
               his
               Pretensions
               .
               The
               Proud
               Man's
               Inclination
               is
               Glory
               ,
               High
               Place
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               and
               the
               Applause
               of
               the
               People
               .
               The
               Envious
               Man's
               Heart
               is
               set
               upon
               doing
               Shrew'd
               Turns
               ,
               Defamatory
               Calumnies
               and
               Revenge
               .
               In
               few
               Words
               ,
               Violent
               Affections
               never
               fail
               of
               being
               Uneasie
               and
               Importune
               :
               But
               of
               all
               Extravagant
               Passions
               ,
               the
               Love
               of
               Mony
               is
               the
               most
               Dangerous
               ,
               in
               regard
               of
               the
               greatest
               Variety
               of
               Difficulties
               that
               attend
               it
               .
               There
               may
               be
               some
               few
               Pretenders
               to
               a
               Beautiful
               Lady
               ;
               some
               few
               Candidates
               for
               the
               favour
               of
               a
               Popular
               Choice
               .
               But
               these
               are
               Competitions
               that
               Intermit
               ,
               and
               go
               off
               and
               on
               as
               it
               happens
               ,
               upon
               this
               or
               that
               Occasion
               .
               But
               
                 Mony
                 is
                 an
                 Universal
                 Mistress
              
               ;
               Men
               are
               always
               Watching
               ,
               Spying
               ,
               and
               Designing
               upon
               't
               ;
               and
               all
               the
               Engines
               of
               Worldly
               Wisdom
               are
               perpetually
               at
               Work
               about
               it
               :
               So
               that
               whosoever
               is
               Possess'd
               of
               ,
               and
               Sollicitous
               for
               that
               Interest
               ,
               shall
               never
               Close
               his
               Eyes
               ,
               so
               long
               as
               Craft
               ,
               Violence
               ,
               or
               Conspiracy
               ,
               shall
               be
               able
               to
               keep
               them
               Waking
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCIII
             .
             The
             
               Eagle
               ,
               Cat
            
             and
             Sow
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             an
             Eagle
             ,
             a
             Cat
             and
             a
             Sow
             that
             bred
             in
             a
             Wood
             together
             .
             The
             Eagle
             Timber'd
             upon
             the
             top
             of
             a
             High
             Oak
             ;
             the
             Cat
             Kitten'd
             in
             the
             Hollow
             Trunck
             of
             it
             ,
             and
             the
             Sow
             lay
             Pigging
             at
             the
             Bottom
             .
             The
             Cat
             's
             Heart
             was
             set
             upon
             Mischief
             ,
             and
             so
             she
             went
             with
             her
             Tale
             to
             the
             Eagle
             .
             Your
             Majesty
             had
             best
             look
             to
             your self
             ,
             says
             Puss
             ;
             for
             there
             is
             most
             certainly
             a
             Plot
             upon
             ye
             ,
             and
             perchance
             upon
             Poor
             me
             too
             ;
             for
             yonder
             's
             a
             Sow
             lies
             Grubbing
             Every
             Day
             at
             the
             Root
             of
             this
             Tree
             ;
             Shee
             'll
             bring
             it
             down
             at
             last
             ,
             and
             then
             your
             Little
             Ones
             and
             mine
             are
             all
             at
             Mercy
             .
             So
             soon
             as
             ever
             she
             had
             Hammer'd
             a
             Jealousie
             into
             the
             head
             of
             the
             Eagle
             ,
             away
             to
             the
             Sow
             she
             goes
             ,
             and
             Figs
             her
             in
             the
             Crown
             with
             another
             Story
             ;
             Little
             do
             you
             think
             what
             a
             Danger
             your
             Litter
             is
             in
             ;
             there
             's
             an
             Eagle
             Watching
             constantly
             upon
             this
             Tree
             to
             make
             a
             Prey
             of
             your
             Pigs
             ,
             and
             so
             soon
             as
             ever
             you
             are
             but
             out
             of
             the
             way
             ,
             she
             will
             certainly
             Execute
             her
             Design
             .
             The
             Cat
             upon
             this
             ,
             goes
             presently
             to
             her
             Kittens
             again
             ,
             keeping
             her self
             upon
             her
             Guard
             all
             Day
             ,
             as
             if
             she
             were
             afraid
             ;
             and
             steals
             out
             still
             at
             Night
             to
             Provide
             for
             her
             Family
             .
             In
             one
             Word
             ,
             the
             Eagle
             durst
             not
             stir
             for
             fear
             of
             the
             Sow
             ;
             and
             the
             Sow
             durst
             not
             budge
             for
             fear
             of
             the
             Eagle
             :
             So
             that
             they
             kept
             themselves
             upon
             their
             Guard
             
             till
             they
             were
             both
             Starv'd
             ,
             and
             left
             the
             Care
             of
             their
             Children
             to
             Puss
             and
             her
             Kittens
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               can
               be
               no
               Peace
               in
               any
               State
               or
               Family
               ,
               where
               Whisperers
               and
               Tale-bearers
               are
               Encouraged
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               Busie-Bodies
               and
               Intermedlers
               ,
               are
               a
               Dangerous
               sort
               of
               People
               to
               have
               to
               do
               withal
               ;
               for
               there
               's
               no
               Mischief
               that
               may
               not
               be
               wrought
               by
               the
               Craft
               and
               Manage
               of
               a
               Double
               Tongue
               ,
               with
               a
               Foolish
               Credulity
               to
               work
               upon
               .
               There
               's
               hardly
               a
               Greater
               Pest
               to
               Government
               ,
               Conversation
               ,
               the
               Peace
               of
               Societies
               ,
               Relations
               and
               Families
               ,
               then
               Officious
               Tale-bearers
               ,
               and
               Bufie-Intermedlers
               .
               These
               Pick-thanks
               are
               enough
               to
               set
               Mankind
               together
               by
               the
               Ears
               ;
               they
               live
               upon
               Calumny
               and
               Slander
               ,
               and
               cover
               themselves
               too
               under
               the
               Seal
               of
               Secresy
               and
               Friendship
               :
               These
               are
               the
               People
               that
               
                 set
                 their
                 Neighbours
                 Houses
                 afire
                 to
                 Roast
                 their
                 own
                 Eggs.
              
               The
               Sin
               of
               Traducing
               is
               Diabolical
               ,
               according
               to
               the
               very
               Letter
               ;
               and
               if
               the
               Office
               be
               Artificially
               Manag'd
               ,
               't
               is
               enough
               to
               put
               the
               whole
               World
               into
               a
               Flame
               ,
               and
               no
               body
               the
               Wiser
               which
               way
               it
               came
               .
               The
               Mischief
               may
               be
               Promoted
               ,
               by
               Misrepresenting
               ,
               Misunderstanding
               ,
               or
               Misinterpreting
               our
               Neighbours
               Thoughts
               ,
               Words
               and
               Deeds
               ;
               and
               no
               Wound
               so
               Mortal
               as
               that
               where
               the
               Poison
               works
               under
               a
               Pretence
               of
               Kindness
               .
               Nay
               ,
               there
               are
               ways
               of
               Commendation
               and
               Insinuations
               ,
               of
               Affection
               and
               Esteem
               ,
               that
               Kill
               a
               Man
               as
               sure
               as
               a
               Gun.
               This
               Practice
               is
               the
               Bane
               of
               all
               Trust
               and
               Confidence
               ;
               and
               it
               is
               as
               frequent
               in
               the
               Intrigues
               of
               Courts
               and
               States
               ,
               as
               in
               the
               most
               Ordinary
               Accidents
               of
               Life
               .
               'T
               is
               enough
               to
               break
               the
               Neck
               of
               all
               Honest
               Purposes
               ,
               to
               Kill
               all
               Generous
               and
               Publick-Spirited
               Motions
               ,
               and
               to
               stifle
               all
               Honourable
               Inclinations
               in
               the
               very
               Conception
               .
               But
               next
               to
               the
               Practice
               of
               these
               Lewd
               Offices
               ,
               Deliver
               all
               Honest
               Men
               from
               lying
               at
               the
               Mercy
               of
               those
               that
               Encourage
               and
               Entertain
               them
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCIV
             .
             The
             Frogs
             and
             the
             Bulls
             .
          
           
             THere
             happen'd
             a
             Desperate
             Duel
             betwixt
             a
             Couple
             of
             Bulls
             ,
             upon
             a
             Point
             of
             Honour
             ;
             for
             the
             Quarrel
             was
             about
             a
             Mistriss
             .
             There
             was
             a
             Frog
             at
             the
             same
             time
             upon
             the
             Bank
             of
             a
             Lake
             ,
             looking
             on
             to
             see
             the
             Combat
             .
             Ah
             ,
             says
             the
             Frog
             ,
             what
             will
             become
             of
             Us
             now
             ?
             Why
             prithee
             ,
             says
             one
             of
             his
             Companions
             ,
             what
             are
             the
             Bulls
             to
             the
             Frogs
             ,
             or
             the
             Lakes
             to
             the
             Meadows
             ?
             Very
             much
             I
             can
             assure
             ye
             ,
             says
             the
             Frog
             again
             ,
             for
             
             he
             that
             's
             Worsted
             ,
             will
             be
             sure
             to
             take
             Sanctuary
             in
             the
             Fens
             ,
             and
             then
             are
             we
             to
             be
             trod
             to
             Pieces
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               
                 Delirant
                 Reges
                 ,
                 Plectuntur
                 Achivi
              
               .
               When
               Princes
               fall
               out
               ,
               the
               Commonalty
               Suffers
               ,
               and
               the
               Little
               go
               to
               Wreck
               for
               the
               Quarrels
               of
               the
               Great
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               LET
               Ill
               Consequences
               be
               never
               so
               Remote
               ,
               't
               is
               good
               however
               ,
               with
               the
               Frogs
               here
               in
               the
               Fable
               ,
               to
               have
               the
               Reason
               of
               Things
               at
               Hand
               .
               The
               Design
               of
               many
               Actions
               looks
               one
               way
               ,
               and
               the
               Event
               works
               another
               ;
               as
               a
               Young
               Gamester's
               Couzen'd
               with
               a
               Bricole
               at
               Tennis
               .
               But
               Mischiefs
               ,
               whether
               meant
               or
               not
               ,
               are
               to
               be
               Provided
               against
               and
               Prevented
               ,
               with
               as
               much
               Care
               and
               Industry
               as
               if
               they
               had
               been
               designed
               from
               the
               Beginning
               ;
               and
               the
               Application
               of
               Foresight
               in
               the
               one
               Case
               ,
               must
               supply
               the
               want
               of
               Foresight
               in
               the
               other
               .
               'T
               is
               the
               Fool
               that
               lives
               
                 ex
                 Tempore
              
               ,
               and
               
                 from
                 Hand
                 to
                 Mouth
              
               ,
               as
               we
               say
               ,
               without
               carrying
               his
               Thoughts
               into
               the
               Future
               .
               But
               a
               Wise
               Man
               looks
               forward
               ,
               thorough
               the
               proper
               and
               natural
               Course
               and
               Connexion
               of
               Causes
               and
               Effects
               ;
               and
               in
               so
               doing
               ,
               he
               Fortifies
               Himself
               against
               the
               Worst
               that
               can
               Befall
               him
               .
               The
               Frogs
               Case
               ,
               in
               some
               Respect
               ,
               is
               that
               of
               a
               Civil
               War
               ;
               where
               the
               People
               must
               expect
               to
               be
               Crush'd
               and
               Squeez'd
               in
               the
               Consequence
               ,
               toward
               the
               Charge
               and
               Burden
               on
               't
               .
               
                 The
                 Lords
                 make
                 Merry
                 ,
                 but
                 't
                 is
                 the
                 Commons
                 must
                 pay
                 the
                 Piper
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCV.
             The
             Frogs
             and
             the
             Sun.
             
          
           
             IN
             the
             Innocent
             Age
             of
             the
             World
             ,
             when
             there
             were
             no
             Children
             in
             Nature
             ,
             but
             those
             that
             were
             begot
             in
             Lawful
             Wedlock
             ,
             it
             was
             in
             every
             Bodies
             Mouth
             ,
             that
             the
             Sun
             was
             about
             to
             Marry
             .
             The
             Frogs
             in
             General
             were
             ready
             to
             Leap
             out
             of
             their
             Skins
             for
             Joy
             at
             it
             ;
             'till
             one
             Crafty
             Old
             Slut
             in
             the
             Company
             ,
             advis'd
             'em
             to
             Consider
             a
             little
             Better
             on
             't
             ,
             before
             they
             appointed
             a
             Day
             of
             Thanksgiving
             for
             the
             Blessing
             .
             For
             (
             says
             she
             )
             if
             we
             are
             almost
             Scorch'd
             to
             Death
             already
             ,
             with
             
               One
               Sun
            
             ,
             what
             will
             become
             of
             us
             when
             that
             Sun
             shall
             have
             Children
             ,
             and
             the
             Heat
             Encrease
             upon
             us
             with
             the
             Family
             !
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               We
               take
               many
               things
               at
               First
               Blush
               ,
               for
               Blessings
               ,
               that
               upon
               Second
               Thoughts
               we
               find
               would
               be
               most
               Pernicious
               to
               us
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               IT
               requires
               Great
               Care
               and
               Circumspection
               ,
               that
               we
               Weigh
               and
               Ballance
               things
               before
               we
               pronounce
               them
               to
               be
               either
               Good
               or
               Evil
               :
               For
               Men
               are
               Thankful
               many
               times
               for
               direct
               Maledictions
               ,
               and
               Mortify
               themselves
               upon
               the
               Mistake
               of
               Imaginary
               Blessings
               .
               'T
               was
               a
               Wise
               Frog
               that
               Advis'd
               her
               Fellows
               to
               think
               well
               on
               't
               ,
               before
               they
               rung
               the
               Bells
               for
               the
               
                 Sun's
                 Wedding
              
               .
               This
               Fancy
               looks
               toward
               the
               Case
               of
               a
               
                 Republican
                 Humour
              
               that
               has
               got
               a-head
               in
               a
               
                 Monarchial
                 State
              
               ,
               Now
               Empire
               is
               not
               to
               be
               shar'd
               in
               Consort
               ;
               and
               when
               
                 Sovereignty
                 Marries
              
               ,
               't
               is
               no
               longer
               Single
               but
               Popular
               ;
               and
               still
               the
               Greater
               the
               Number
               of
               Governors
               ,
               the
               Heavier
               is
               the
               Height
               of
               the
               Government
               .
               Now
               though
               the
               Order
               of
               Superiority
               and
               Subjection
               be
               of
               Absolute
               Necessity
               for
               the
               good
               of
               Mankind
               ,
               this
               does
               not
               yet
               hinder
               it
               in
               many
               respects
               ,
               from
               being
               Grievous
               to
               those
               that
               live
               under
               it
               ;
               every
               common
               Man
               would
               be
               Free
               ,
               and
               thinks
               himself
               Wrong'd
               if
               he
               be
               not
               so
               .
               Now
               this
               is
               for
               want
               of
               Understanding
               the
               True
               and
               Natural
               Reason
               of
               the
               Matter
               ;
               which
               is
               ,
               that
               when
               One
               Government
               comes
               to
               be
               Dissolv'd
               ,
               the
               First
               thing
               to
               be
               done
               is
               to
               fall
               to
               Cutting
               of
               Throats
               toward
               the
               setting
               up
               of
               Another
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCVI
             .
             The
             Fox
             Condemn'd
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Fox
             (
             as
             the
             Story
             has
             it
             )
             of
             a
             very
             Lewd
             Life
             and
             Conversation
             ,
             that
             happen'd
             at
             last
             to
             be
             Catch'd
             in
             his
             Roguery
             ,
             and
             call'd
             to
             Account
             for
             the
             Innocent
             Blood
             he
             had
             spilt
             of
             Lambs
             ,
             Pullets
             and
             Geese
             without
             Number
             ,
             and
             without
             any
             Sense
             either
             of
             Shame
             or
             of
             Conscience
             .
             While
             he
             was
             in
             the
             hands
             of
             Justice
             ,
             and
             on
             his
             way
             to
             the
             Gibbet
             ,
             a
             Freak
             took
             him
             in
             the
             Head
             to
             go
             off
             with
             a
             Conceit
             .
             You
             Gentlemen
             ,
             the
             King's
             Officers
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             I
             have
             no
             Mind
             in
             the
             World
             to
             go
             to
             the
             Gallows
             by
             the
             Common
             Road
             ;
             but
             if
             you
             'll
             carry
             me
             through
             the
             Little
             Wood
             there
             on
             the
             Right
             Hand
             ,
             I
             should
             take
             it
             very
             kindly
             .
             The
             People
             fancy'd
             a
             Trick
             in
             't
             at
             First
             ,
             and
             that
             there
             might
             be
             some
             Thought
             of
             a
             Rescue
             ,
             or
             an
             Escape
             in
             the
             Case
             ;
             till
             Reynard
             Assur'd
             them
             upon
             his
             Honour
             ,
             that
             he
             had
             no
             such
             Design
             :
             Only
             he
             was
             a
             great
             Lover
             of
             Musick
             ,
             and
             he
             had
             rather
             have
             one
             Chirping
             Madrigal
             in
             the
             Woods
             ,
             then
             Forty
             
               from
               Turks
               and
               Popes
            
             upon
             the
             Ladder
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Many
               People
               are
               so
               Harden'd
               in
               an
               Habitual
               Defiance
               of
               Heaven
               and
               Hell
               ,
               that
               they
               'l
               sport
               with
               them
               at
               the
               very
               Gallows
               ;
               and
               value
               themselves
               upon
               Living
               and
               Dying
               all
               of
               a
               piece
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Fable
               hits
               the
               Humour
               of
               a
               great
               many
               loose
               People
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               that
               are
               so
               Wicked
               as
               to
               value
               themselves
               upon
               their
               Ill
               Manners
               ,
               and
               the
               contempt
               of
               all
               Goodness
               ;
               nay
               ,
               to
               the
               degree
               even
               of
               taking
               a
               Pride
               in
               their
               Iniquity
               ,
               and
               affecting
               a
               Reputation
               by
               it
               ,
               in
               proportion
               to
               the
               Measure
               of
               the
               Extravagance
               .
               Some
               Men
               are
               so
               Harden'd
               in
               Lewdness
               ,
               that
               they
               make
               it
               a
               Point
               of
               Honour
               to
               be
               True
               to
               't
               ,
               and
               to
               go
               to
               the
               Devil
               with
               a
               Frolick
               betwixt
               their
               Teeth
               .
               They
               have
               gotten
               a
               Habit
               of
               Laughing
               Honesty
               and
               Good
               Manners
               out
               of
               Countenance
               ,
               and
               a
               Reprobated
               Hardness
               of
               Heart
               ,
               does
               them
               the
               Office
               of
               Philosophy
               towards
               a
               Contempt
               of
               Death
               .
               Our
               common
               Executions
               yield
               but
               too
               many
               Instances
               of
               this
               Kind
               ;
               and
               it
               helps
               mightily
               to
               keep
               up
               the
               Humour
               ,
               that
               instead
               of
               Owning
               and
               Professing
               an
               Abhorrence
               for
               these
               Affronts
               upon
               God
               and
               Nature
               ,
               the
               Impiety
               is
               celebrated
               for
               a
               Jest.
               And
               whence
               comes
               it
               now
               ,
               that
               Men
               should
               be
               so
               Insensible
               ,
               either
               of
               a
               Present
               Calamity
               ,
               or
               of
               a
               Future
               Judgment
               ,
               but
               stom
               the
               Custom
               of
               a
               Scoffing
               Atheistical
               Life
               ;
               where
               Licentiousness
               has
               so
               long
               pass'd
               for
               Sharpness
               of
               Wit
               ,
               and
               Greatness
               of
               Mind
               ,
               that
               the
               Conscience
               is
               grown
               Callous
               ;
               and
               after
               this
               ,
               it
               is
               but
               a
               Natural
               Congruity
               for
               Men
               to
               Dye
               as
               they
               have
               Liv'd
               .
               Now
               a
               Liberty
               in
               this
               Latitude
               is
               not
               more
               Execrable
               ,
               then
               the
               Example
               is
               Pernicious
               ;
               especially
               where
               it
               is
               attended
               with
               the
               Pleasure
               of
               a
               Frothy
               and
               a
               Surprizing
               Wit
               to
               Recommend
               the
               Wickedness
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCVII
             .
             A
             Man
             at
             a
             Fish-Dinner
             .
          
           
             A
             Certain
             Prince
             took
             a
             Learn'd
             Man
             to
             Dinner
             with
             him
             :
             It
             was
             a
             Fasting-Day
             it
             seems
             ,
             and
             a
             great
             deal
             of
             Large
             Grown
             Fish
             there
             was
             at
             the
             Table
             ;
             only
             at
             the
             Lower
             End
             ,
             where
             the
             Philosopher
             sat
             ,
             there
             were
             none
             but
             Little
             Ones
             .
             He
             took
             out
             several
             of
             them
             One
             by
             One
             ,
             and
             first
             put
             his
             Mouth
             to
             the
             Fishes
             Ear
             ,
             and
             then
             the
             Fishes
             Mouth
             to
             his
             own
             Ear
             ,
             and
             so
             laid
             'em
             in
             whole
             again
             ,
             without
             so
             much
             as
             Tasting
             one
             Bit
             of
             '
             em
             .
             Come
             Sir
             ,
             says
             the
             Master
             of
             the
             Feast
             ,
             You
             have
             some
             Pleasant
             Thought
             or
             other
             in
             your
             Head
             now
             ,
             Pray
             let
             the
             Company
             take
             part
             with
             ye
             .
             Why
             Sir
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             My
             Father
             had
             the
             Ill-Fortune
             about
             Two
             Years
             ago
             
             to
             be
             Cast
             away
             upon
             this
             Coast
             ;
             and
             I
             was
             asking
             these
             Little
             Fishes
             if
             they
             could
             tell
             me
             what
             became
             of
             his
             Body
             :
             They
             said
             No
             ,
             they
             could
             not
             ,
             for
             't
             was
             before
             their
             Time
             :
             But
             if
             I
             Examin'd
             the
             Great
             Ones
             ,
             't
             is
             possible
             they
             might
             be
             able
             to
             say
             somewhat
             to
             't
             .
             The
             Prince
             was
             so
             well
             pleas'd
             with
             the
             Fancy
             ,
             that
             he
             Order'd
             his
             Mess
             to
             be
             Chang'd
             ,
             and
             from
             that
             Time
             forward
             ,
             no
             body
             Welcomer
             to
             the
             Table
             then
             this
             Man.
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               It
               is
               a
               Master-piece
               in
               Conversation
               ,
               to
               intermix
               Wit
               and
               Liberty
               so
               Discreetly
               ,
               that
               there
               may
               be
               nothing
               in
               't
               that
               's
               Bitter
               ,
               Course
               ,
               or
               out
               of
               Season
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               is
               to
               tell
               us
               ,
               that
               Good
               Humour
               goes
               further
               many
               times
               in
               the
               Reputation
               of
               the
               World
               ,
               then
               Profound
               Learning
               ;
               though
               Undoubtedly
               both
               together
               are
               Best
               .
               There
               is
               a
               certain
               Knack
               in
               the
               Art
               of
               Conversation
               ,
               that
               gives
               a
               good
               Grace
               to
               many
               things
               ,
               by
               the
               Manner
               and
               Address
               of
               Handling
               'em
               ,
               which
               in
               the
               ordinary
               way
               of
               bringing
               Matters
               about
               ,
               would
               give
               great
               Offence
               to
               the
               Common
               Rules
               ,
               even
               of
               Civility
               and
               Discretion
               .
               The
               Skill
               on
               't
               lyes
               in
               the
               Nicety
               of
               Distinguishing
               ,
               First
               ,
               What
               Liberty
               is
               necessary
               in
               such
               and
               such
               a
               Case
               .
               And
               Secondly
               ,
               How
               to
               Temper
               and
               Accommodate
               that
               Freedom
               to
               a
               Consistence
               with
               Good
               Manners
               :
               And
               this
               must
               be
               done
               too
               without
               Formality
               and
               Affectation
               ;
               for
               a
               Studied
               and
               a
               Labour'd
               Forecast
               toward
               the
               Setting
               of
               such
               a
               Humour
               Abroach
               ,
               is
               Putid
               and
               Nauseous
               to
               the
               Highest
               Degree
               ;
               and
               better
               Fifty
               such
               Conceits
               were
               Lost
               ,
               then
               that
               any
               thing
               of
               Contrivance
               or
               Premeditation
               should
               appear
               in
               't
               .
               There
               are
               a
               sort
               of
               People
               ,
               that
               when
               they
               have
               once
               hit
               upon
               a
               Thought
               that
               Tickles
               them
               ,
               will
               be
               still
               bringing
               it
               in
               by
               Head
               and
               Shoulders
               ,
               over
               and
               over
               in
               several
               Companies
               ,
               and
               upon
               several
               Occasions
               ;
               but
               't
               is
               below
               the
               Dignity
               of
               a
               Man
               of
               Weight
               ,
               to
               value
               himself
               upon
               such
               a
               Levity
               ;
               for
               it
               makes
               him
               look
               as
               if
               Trifling
               were
               his
               Master-piece
               .
               Now
               these
               Turns
               of
               Fancy
               and
               Entertainment
               ,
               should
               pass
               off
               as
               they
               came
               on
               ,
               Carelesly
               and
               Easily
               ,
               without
               laying
               any
               stress
               upon
               them
               ;
               for
               they
               are
               then
               only
               Happy
               and
               Agreeable
               ,
               when
               they
               are
               Play'd
               off
               at
               Volly
               ,
               and
               
                 pro
                 Re
                 Nata
              
               ,
               and
               only
               made
               use
               of
               ,
               in
               fine
               ,
               as
               a
               Sawce
               to
               the
               Conversation
               .
               The
               Philosopher
               in
               this
               Instance
               ,
               was
               not
               without
               some
               Difficulty
               how
               to
               gain
               his
               Point
               :
               There
               were
               better
               Fish
               at
               the
               Table
               ,
               and
               the
               Question
               was
               how
               to
               come
               at
               them
               ,
               without
               being
               either
               Rude
               or
               Importune
               ;
               and
               yet
               if
               he
               were
               not
               clear
               enough
               to
               be
               Understood
               ,
               he
               was
               in
               danger
               still
               to
               lose
               his
               Longing
               .
               So
               that
               he
               found
               out
               such
               a
               way
               of
               Asking
               ,
               as
               to
               Provoke
               a
               Question
               without
               Speaking
               a
               Word
               to
               't
               ;
               and
               he
               did
               it
               in
               such
               a
               Fashion
               of
               Respect
               too
               ,
               that
               it
               might
               not
               look
               like
               Begging
               on
               the
               one
               Hand
               ,
               or
               Reproaching
               on
               the
               other
               .
               And
               he
               was
               much
               in
               the
               Right
               once
               again
               too
               ,
               when
               the
               Riddle
               was
               already
               set
               afoot
               ,
               rather
               to
               wait
               till
               the
               Explanation
               should
               be
               Desir'd
               ,
               then
               to
               Prompt
               the
               Master
               of
               the
               Feast
               to
               Call
               for
               't
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCVIII
             .
             Two
             Laden-Asses
             .
          
           
             AS
             Two
             Asses
             were
             Fording
             a
             River
             ,
             the
             one
             Laden
             with
             Salt
             ,
             the
             other
             with
             Sponge
             :
             The
             Salt-Ass
             fell
             down
             under
             his
             Burden
             ,
             but
             quickly
             got
             up
             again
             ,
             and
             went-on
             the
             Merrier
             for
             't
             .
             The
             Sponge-Ass
             found
             it
             agreed
             so
             well
             with
             his
             Companion
             ,
             that
             down
             lyes
             he
             too
             ,
             upon
             the
             same
             Experiment
             ;
             but
             the
             Water
             that
             Dissolv'd
             the
             Salt
             ,
             made
             the
             Sponge
             Forty
             times
             Heavier
             then
             it
             was
             before
             ;
             and
             that
             which
             Eas'd
             the
             One
             ,
             Drown'd
             the
             Other
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Deceiver
               may
               be
               Deceived
               :
               Many
               People
               take
               false
               Measures
               for
               their
               own
               Relies
               ,
               without
               considering
               that
               what
               's
               Good
               in
               One
               Case
               ,
               may
               be
               Bad
               in
               Another
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               A
               Wise
               Man
               lives
               by
               Reason
               ,
               not
               by
               Example
               ;
               or
               if
               he
               does
               ,
               't
               is
               odds
               ,
               he
               goes
               out
               of
               his
               Way
               .
               We
               have
               a
               Common
               Saying
               that
               holds
               in
               a
               Thousand
               Ordinary
               Cases
               ,
               where
               the
               same
               thing
               Ruins
               one
               ,
               that
               Saves
               another
               .
               It
               is
               the
               part
               also
               of
               an
               Honest
               Man
               to
               deal
               Above-Board
               ,
               and
               without
               Tricks
               .
               The
               Ass
               with
               the
               Sponge
               fail'd
               in
               both
               ;
               for
               First
               ,
               he
               would
               be
               trying
               Conclusions
               ,
               without
               Examining
               either
               the
               Nature
               of
               the
               thing
               in
               Question
               ,
               or
               what
               the
               Matter
               would
               bear
               .
               Secondly
               ,
               He
               was
               false
               to
               his
               Master
               too
               ,
               in
               Abusing
               a
               Trust
               for
               the
               Easing
               of
               his
               own
               Carcass
               ;
               and
               then
               it
               cost
               him
               his
               Life
               Over
               and
               Above
               ,
               which
               was
               both
               his
               Mishap
               and
               his
               Punishment
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCIX.
             A
             Black-Bird
             afraid
             of
             a
             Kyte
             .
          
           
             A
             Poor
             Simple
             Black-Bird
             was
             Frighted
             almost
             to
             Death
             with
             a
             Huge
             Flopping
             Kyte
             that
             she
             saw
             over
             her
             Head
             ,
             Screaming
             and
             Scouring
             about
             for
             her
             Prey
             .
             Come
             Sister
             ,
             says
             a
             Thrush
             to
             her
             ,
             Pluck
             up
             a
             Good
             Heart
             ;
             for
             all
             this
             Fluttering
             and
             Scrieking
             is
             but
             Fooling
             ;
             and
             you
             shall
             see
             this
             Lazy
             Buzzard
             at
             last
             ,
             e'en
             take
             up
             with
             some
             Pitiful
             Frog
             or
             Mouse
             to
             her
             Supper
             ,
             and
             be
             Glad
             on
             't
             too
             .
             No
             ,
             no
             ,
             the
             
             Hawks
             are
             the
             Dangerous
             Birds
             Child
             ,
             that
             Bite
             ,
             as
             they
             say
             ,
             without
             Barking
             ,
             and
             do
             Execution
             in
             Silence
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               more
               Noise
               and
               Flutter
               ,
               the
               less
               Danger
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE'
               's
               no
               great
               Danger
               in
               Men
               of
               Huff
               and
               Bluster
               :
               Noise
               and
               Pretence
               without
               Execution
               ,
               is
               only
               
                 much
                 ado
                 about
                 Nothing
              
               ;
               and
               yet
               this
               way
               of
               Trifling
               ,
               is
               the
               very
               Bus'ness
               and
               Practice
               of
               many
               that
               pass
               in
               the
               World
               for
               Great
               Men
               ,
               though
               they
               are
               much
               Mistaken
               that
               think
               them
               so
               .
               But
               there
               are
               Reverend
               Appearers
               in
               all
               manner
               of
               Glorious
               Professions
               and
               Adventures
               ,
               as
               in
               Arms
               ,
               Letters
               ,
               Religion
               Law
               ,
               Policy
               ,
               &c.
               
               There
               are
               Quacks
               ,
               in
               short
               ,
               of
               all
               sorts
               ,
               as
               Bullies
               ,
               Pedants
               ,
               Hypocrites
               ,
               Empyricks
               ,
               Law-Jobbers
               ,
               Politicasters
               ,
               and
               the
               like
               ;
               and
               there
               are
               Men
               as
               well
               as
               Black-Birds
               that
               are
               Silly
               enough
               not
               to
               Distinguish
               betwixt
               a
               Hawk
               and
               a
               Buzzard
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCX
             .
             A
             Fox
             and
             Wolf.
             
          
           
             AN
             Unlucky
             Fox
             dropt
             into
             a
             Well
             ,
             and
             cry'd
             out
             for
             Help
             :
             A
             Wolf
             overheard
             him
             ,
             and
             looks
             down
             to
             see
             what
             the
             Matter
             was
             .
             Ah
             ,
             (
             says
             Reynard
             ,
             )
             Pray
             lend
             me
             your
             Hand
             Friend
             ,
             or
             I
             'm
             lost
             else
             .
             
               Poor
               Creature
            
             !
             says
             the
             Wolf
             ,
             
               Why
               comes
               this
               about
               ?
               Prithee
               how
               long
               hast
               thou
               been
               here
               ?
               Thou
               canst
               not
               but
               be
               mighty
               Cold
               sure
               .
            
             Come
             ,
             come
             ,
             this
             is
             no
             Time
             for
             Fooling
             ,
             says
             the
             Fox
             ;
             set
             me
             upon
             
               Terra
               Firma
            
             first
             ,
             and
             then
             I
             'll
             tell
             ye
             the
             History
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               When
               a
               Man
               is
               in
               Misery
               ,
               there
               must
               be
               no
               Trifling
               in
               the
               Case
               .
               'T
               is
               a
               Barbarous
               Humour
               to
               stand
               Bantering
               out
               of
               Season
               .
               'T
               is
               no
               Time
               or
               Place
               for
               Raillery
               ,
               when
               a
               Life
               's
               at
               Stake
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               HERE
               are
               Three
               Calamities
               in
               One
               :
               First
               ,
               The
               Foxes
               falling
               into
               a
               Pit
               ,
               and
               not
               being
               able
               to
               get
               out
               again
               .
               Secondly
               ,
               The
               Misery
               of
               being
               put
               to
               beg
               Relief
               of
               an
               Enemy
               ,
               for
               want
               of
               a
               Friend
               .
               Thirdly
               ,
               The
               Affront
               of
               the
               Refusal
               ,
               as
               it
               was
               accompanied
               with
               Raillery
               and
               Scorn
               .
               'T
               were
               well
               if
               we
               had
               not
               too
               many
               of
               these
               Brutal
               Mockeries
               in
               our
               
               Daily
               Conversations
               ;
               for
               we
               have
               Banterers
               in
               Religion
               ,
               in
               Point
               of
               Honour
               ,
               and
               upon
               all
               the
               Distresses
               of
               Human
               Life
               .
               He
               that
               has
               no
               Pity
               or
               Compassion
               for
               the
               Miserable
               ,
               is
               not
               in
               Truth
               of
               a
               Reasonable
               Make
               ;
               for
               Tenderness
               of
               Nature
               is
               but
               a
               kind
               of
               Lay-Charity
               ;
               and
               a
               Body
               can
               be
               no
               more
               a
               Good
               Man
               without
               the
               One
               ,
               then
               a
               Good
               Christian
               without
               the
               Other
               .
               Let
               a
               Man
               be
               never
               so
               Wicked
               ,
               't
               is
               a
               Base
               and
               an
               Unmanly
               thing
               to
               Insult
               upon
               him
               in
               his
               Calamity
               .
               His
               Punishment
               may
               be
               Just
               ;
               and
               when
               he
               suffers
               Justice
               ,
               't
               is
               all
               that
               a
               Good
               and
               a
               Generous
               Man
               can
               wish
               for
               in
               the
               Case
               .
            
             
               The
               S●…omms
               of
               Great
               Men
               ,
               or
               Buffoons
               of
               Quality
               ,
               are
               every
               jot
               as
               Wolvish
               in
               Conversation
               ,
               as
               they
               are
               here
               in
               the
               Fable
               ;
               though
               't
               is
               look'd
               upon
               ,
               I
               know
               ,
               as
               ●…
               Mark
               of
               Breeding
               ,
               and
               the
               Indication
               of
               a
               Man
               that
               has
               Notable
               Skill
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               to
               turn
               the
               Earnest
               of
               all
               Things
               and
               Duties
               ,
               Sacred
               and
               Civil
               ,
               into
               a
               Jest
               ,
               and
               to
               put
               the
               Common
               Principles
               of
               Faith
               ,
               Truth
               ,
               Justice
               and
               Respect
               ,
               out
               of
               Countenance
               .
               Now
               in
               all
               these
               Cases
               ,
               the
               President
               is
               as
               Dangerous
               ,
               as
               the
               Practice
               is
               Odious
               ,
               where
               the
               Quality
               of
               the
               Droll
               serves
               to
               Authorise
               the
               Indignity
               :
               But
               from
               a
               Fox
               ,
               that
               's
               made
               up
               of
               Trick
               and
               Treachery
               ,
               there
               's
               no
               better
               to
               be
               Expected
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXI
             .
             Two
             Travellers
             find
             an
             Oyster
             .
          
           
             AS
             Two
             Men
             were
             Walking
             by
             the
             Sea-Side
             ,
             at
             a
             Low-water
             ,
             they
             saw
             an
             Oyster
             ,
             and
             they
             both
             Pointed
             at
             it
             together
             :
             The
             One
             Stoops
             to
             take
             it
             up
             ;
             the
             other
             gives
             him
             a
             Push
             ,
             and
             tells
             him
             ,
             't
             is
             not
             yet
             Decided
             whether
             it
             shall
             be
             Yours
             or
             Mine
             .
             In
             the
             Interim
             ,
             while
             they
             were
             Disputing
             their
             Title
             to
             't
             ,
             comes
             a
             Passenger
             that
             way
             ,
             and
             to
             him
             they
             referr'd
             the
             Matter
             by
             Consent
             ,
             which
             of
             the
             Two
             had
             the
             Better
             Right
             to
             the
             Oyster
             .
             The
             Arbitrator
             very
             Gravely
             takes
             out
             his
             Knife
             ,
             and
             Opens
             it
             ;
             the
             Plaintiff
             and
             Defendant
             at
             the
             same
             time
             Gaping
             at
             the
             Man
             ,
             to
             see
             what
             would
             come
             on
             't
             .
             He
             Loosens
             the
             Fish
             ,
             Gulps
             it
             down
             ,
             and
             so
             soon
             as
             ever
             the
             Morsel
             was
             gone
             the
             way
             of
             all
             Flesh
             ,
             wipes
             his
             Mouth
             ,
             and
             Pronounces
             Judgment
             .
             
               My
               Masters
            
             ,
             (
             says
             he
             ,
             with
             the
             Voice
             of
             Authority
             ,
             )
             
               The
               Court
               has
               Order'd
               each
               of
               ye
               a
               Shell
               ,
               without
               Costs
               ;
               and
               so
               pray
               go
               Home
               again
               ,
               and
               Live
               Peaceably
               among
               your
               Neighbours
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
            
             
               Referrees
               and
               Arbitrators
               seldom
               forget
               Themselves
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Scope
               of
               this
               Fable
               ,
               is
               to
               divert
               People
               from
               Contentious
               ,
               Expensive
               and
               Vain
               Law
               Suits
               .
               
                 Agree
                 ,
                 Agree
              
               ,
               (
               says
               the
               Old
               Saw
               ,
               )
               
                 the
                 Law
                 is
                 Costly
              
               :
               The
               whole
               Bus'ness
               of
               the
               World
               is
               about
               
                 Meum
                 &
                 Tuum
              
               ;
               either
               by
               Right
               ,
               in
               Good
               Earnest
               ,
               or
               by
               Wrong
               ,
               under
               the
               colour
               of
               Right
               :
               And
               while
               the
               Clients
               are
               Contending
               about
               the
               Title
               ,
               the
               Council
               runs
               away
               with
               the
               Estate
               .
               This
               Litigious
               Humour
               ,
               where
               Men
               are
               as
               well
               Stubborn
               and
               Wilful
               ,
               as
               Captious
               and
               Quarrelsome
               ,
               burns
               like
               the
               Fire
               of
               Hell
               ;
               for
               't
               is
               never
               to
               be
               Quench'd
               :
               Beside
               ,
               that
               whoever
               is
               given
               to
               Wrangling
               ,
               can
               never
               want
               Matter
               or
               Occasion
               for
               't
               .
               And
               this
               is
               not
               only
               the
               Case
               in
               Matters
               of
               Propriety
               ,
               and
               in
               Legal
               Claims
               before
               a
               Bench
               of
               Justice
               ,
               but
               it
               works
               in
               a
               Thousand
               Instances
               of
               Vain
               Disputations
               ,
               Competitions
               ,
               and
               other
               Tryals
               of
               Mastery
               and
               Skill
               ,
               where
               there
               's
               little
               more
               then
               Pride
               ,
               Stomach
               ,
               Will
               and
               Vanity
               ,
               to
               uphold
               the
               Contest
               .
               Nay
               ,
               and
               he
               that
               has
               the
               better
               on
               't
               at
               last
               ,
               is
               only
               the
               more
               Fortunate
               Fool
               of
               the
               Two.
               Let
               but
               any
               Man
               set
               before
               him
               the
               Vexatious
               Delays
               ,
               Quirks
               and
               Expences
               of
               most
               of
               our
               
                 Barretry
                 Suits
                 at
                 Law
              
               ,
               and
               't
               is
               odds
               he
               finds
               at
               the
               Foot
               of
               the
               Account
               ,
               
                 the
                 Play
                 not
                 worth
                 the
                 Candle
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXII
             .
             A
             
               Raging
               Lion
               ▪
            
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Lion
             ran
             Stark
             Mad
             ,
             and
             the
             very
             Fright
             on
             't
             put
             all
             the
             Beasts
             of
             the
             Forrest
             out
             of
             their
             Wits
             for
             Company
             .
             Why
             what
             a
             Condition
             are
             we
             in
             ,
             they
             cry'd
             ,
             to
             fall
             under
             the
             Power
             of
             a
             
               Mad
               Lion
            
             ;
             when
             a
             Lion
             at
             the
             very
             Soberest
             ,
             is
             little
             better
             then
             Frantick
             ?
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Rage
               upon
               Rage
               is
               a
               Double
               Madness
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               Governors
               had
               need
               be
               very
               well
               Principled
               ,
               and
               good
               Natur'd
               ,
               to
               keep
               their
               Passions
               in
               Order
               and
               Obedience
               :
               But
               when
               an
               Absolute
               Power
               shall
               come
               to
               be
               put
               upon
               the
               Stretch
               by
               an
               Outragious
               Humour
               ,
               there
               's
               no
               Living
               under
               it
               .
               By
               a
               
                 Raging
                 Lion
              
               ,
               is
               meant
               an
               Unruly
               and
               a
               Cruel
               Governor
               ,
               which
               is
               a
               sad
               Calamity
               ,
               but
               not
               without
               somewhat
               of
               Dignity
               yet
               in
               the
               Misfortune
               ;
               for
               't
               is
               a
               Lion
               still
               ,
               how
               Mad
               soever
               .
               Now
               if
               it
               had
               been
               a
               Raging
               Ape
               ,
               the
               Fancy
               had
               been
               Ridiculous
               and
               Scandalous
               to
               the
               Last
               Degree
               ;
               and
               therefore
               the
               Moral
               is
               Restrain'd
               to
               the
               True
               and
               Genuine
               Character
               of
               Sovereignty
               ,
               without
               Descending
               to
               the
               Counterfeit
               .
            
             
             
               The
               Moralists
               that
               make
               this
               Raging
               of
               a
               Lion
               to
               be
               a
               Surcharge
               of
               One
               Madness
               upon
               another
               ,
               must
               not
               be
               Understood
               Simply
               ,
               as
               if
               they
               took
               Government
               for
               a
               Burden
               and
               an
               Oppression
               ;
               but
               it
               refers
               to
               the
               Infelicity
               of
               that
               State
               where
               an
               Impotent
               Will
               puts
               an
               Unbounded
               Power
               upon
               the
               Tenter.
               But
               let
               the
               Oppression
               be
               never
               so
               Sanguinary
               ,
               there
               's
               no
               Appeal
               left
               from
               the
               Tyranny
               ;
               for
               if
               a
               General
               Insurrection
               had
               been
               thought
               Lawful
               ,
               the
               Fable
               would
               not
               have
               made
               the
               Case
               so
               Desperate
               :
               So
               that
               this
               is
               only
               to
               Insinuate
               the
               Sacredness
               of
               Power
               ,
               let
               the
               Administration
               of
               it
               be
               what
               it
               will
               :
               And
               the
               Reason
               of
               it
               is
               so
               plain
               ,
               that
               it
               is
               impossible
               for
               Human
               Frailty
               to
               be
               better
               Secur'd
               then
               it
               is
               by
               the
               Determinations
               of
               Providence
               in
               this
               Particular
               .
               An
               Unlimited
               Power
               't
               is
               true
               is
               a
               strong
               Temptation
               ,
               and
               where
               't
               is
               Screw'd
               up
               to
               the
               Highest
               Pitch
               ,
               't
               is
               a
               great
               Unhappiness
               ;
               but
               it
               is
               not
               for
               Men
               that
               have
               their
               Fortunes
               and
               their
               Stations
               in
               this
               World
               Assign'd
               them
               ,
               to
               take
               upon
               themselves
               to
               be
               their
               own
               Carvers
               ,
               and
               to
               Grumble
               at
               the
               Orders
               and
               Resolutions
               of
               their
               Masters
               and
               Rulers
               .
               'T
               is
               a
               Great
               Unhappiness
               to
               lye
               at
               the
               Mercy
               of
               a
               
                 Raging
                 Lion
              
               ;
               but
               it
               is
               a
               Christian
               Duty
               nevertheless
               to
               suffer
               Patiently
               under
               the
               Justice
               of
               such
               a
               Judgment
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXIII
             .
             The
             Kingdom
             of
             Apes
             .
          
           
             TWo
             Men
             took
             a
             Voyage
             together
             into
             the
             Kingdom
             of
             Apes
             ;
             the
             one
             a
             Trimmer
             ,
             the
             other
             a
             
               Plain
               Dealer
            
             .
             They
             were
             taken
             into
             Custody
             ,
             and
             carried
             to
             the
             Prince
             of
             the
             Country
             ,
             as
             he
             sat
             in
             State
             ,
             and
             a
             Mighty
             Court
             about
             him
             .
             Well
             ,
             says
             the
             King
             to
             the
             Trimmer
             ,
             Look
             me
             in
             the
             Face
             now
             ,
             and
             say
             ,
             what
             do
             you
             take
             me
             to
             be
             ?
             A
             Great
             Emperor
             ,
             Undoubtedly
             ,
             says
             the
             Trimmer
             .
             Well
             ,
             says
             his
             Majesty
             once
             again
             ,
             and
             what
             d'
             ye
             take
             all
             these
             People
             about
             me
             for
             ?
             Why
             Sir
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             I
             take
             them
             for
             your
             Majesties
             Nobility
             and
             Great
             Officers
             .
             The
             Prince
             was
             wonderfully
             pleas'd
             with
             the
             Civility
             and
             Respect
             of
             the
             Man
             ,
             and
             Order'd
             him
             a
             Bushel
             of
             Pippins
             ,
             as
             a
             singular
             Mark
             of
             his
             Royal
             Favour
             .
             His
             Majesty
             after
             this
             ,
             put
             the
             same
             Questions
             to
             the
             
               Plain
               Dealer
            
             ,
             who
             fell
             to
             computing
             with
             Himself
             ,
             that
             if
             his
             Companion
             had
             gotten
             a
             Reward
             for
             a
             Damn'd
             Lye
             ,
             certainly
             he
             should
             have
             twice
             as
             much
             for
             a
             Plain
             Honest
             Truth
             ;
             and
             so
             he
             told
             the
             King
             Bluntly
             ,
             that
             he
             took
             him
             for
             a
             very
             Extraordinary
             Ape
             ,
             and
             all
             those
             People
             about
             him
             for
             his
             
               Trusty
               and
               Well-beloved
               Counsellors
               and
               Cozens
               :
            
             But
             the
             Poor
             Man
             Paid
             dearly
             for
             his
             Simplicity
             ;
             for
             upon
             a
             Signal
             from
             the
             Emperor
             ,
             the
             whole
             
             Band
             of
             Apes
             fell
             Tooth
             and
             Nail
             upon
             him
             ,
             and
             tore
             him
             one
             Limb
             from
             another
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               ▪
            
             
               Where
               the
               Rules
               and
               Measures
               of
               Policy
               are
               Perverted
               ,
               there
               must
               needs
               Ensue
               a
               Failure
               of
               Iustice
               ,
               and
               a
               Corruption
               of
               Manners
               :
               And
               in
               a
               Kingdom
               of
               Apes
               ,
               Buffoons
               may
               well
               put
               in
               for
               Commission-Officers
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               (
               says
               Camerarius
               ,
               )
               is
               to
               reprove
               the
               Practices
               of
               perverse
               Courts
               ,
               and
               Extravagant
               Princes
               .
            
             
               It
               is
               the
               proper
               Bus'ness
               of
               Mythology
               to
               Point
               out
               ,
               and
               Represent
               the
               Images
               of
               Good
               and
               Evil
               ,
               and
               under
               those
               Shadows
               to
               Teach
               us
               what
               we
               ought
               to
               do
               ,
               and
               what
               not
               ,
               either
               Severally
               and
               Apart
               ,
               or
               as
               Members
               of
               a
               Society
               ;
               that
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               Simply
               ,
               as
               Men
               in
               a
               State
               of
               Right
               Nature
               ,
               or
               as
               Parents
               ,
               or
               Children
               ,
               Masters
               ,
               or
               Servants
               ,
               Husbands
               or
               Wives
               ,
               Rulers
               or
               Subjects
               ,
               Friends
               ,
               Countrymen
               ,
               Relations
               ,
               and
               the
               like
               .
               Now
               as
               there
               are
               Good
               and
               Bad
               of
               all
               sorts
               ;
               so
               their
               Virtues
               and
               their
               Vices
               ,
               their
               good
               Behaviour
               and
               their
               Misdemeanors
               are
               to
               be
               set
               forth
               ,
               Circumstanc'd
               and
               Distinguish'd
               in
               such
               sort
               ,
               as
               by
               Rewards
               or
               Punishments
               ,
               to
               Encourage
               the
               One
               ,
               and
               to
               Discountenance
               the
               Other
               ,
               in
               proportion
               to
               the
               Dignity
               of
               the
               Action
               ,
               or
               the
               Degree
               of
               the
               Offence
               ;
               by
               Conferring
               Marks
               and
               Characters
               of
               Honour
               ,
               Offices
               of
               Trust
               ,
               or
               Beneficial
               Commissions
               on
               the
               one
               hand
               ,
               and
               by
               inflicting
               Sentences
               of
               Shame
               ,
               Infamy
               ,
               Pains
               Corporal
               ,
               or
               Pecuniary
               on
               the
               other
               .
               Without
               this
               Distribution
               ,
               one
               main
               end
               of
               Emblem
               is
               lost
               ;
               neither
               is
               it
               the
               true
               Figure
               of
               Life
               .
               For
               Wicked
               Men
               ,
               False
               Brethren
               ,
               Unnatural
               Parents
               ,
               Disobedient
               Children
               ,
               Barbarous
               Husbands
               ,
               Undutiful
               Wives
               ,
               Tyrannical
               ,
               Weak
               or
               Fantastical
               Governors
               ;
               Rebellious
               Subjects
               ,
               Cruel
               Masters
               ,
               Faithless
               Servants
               ,
               Perfidious
               Kindred
               and
               Acquaintance
               :
               All
               these
               Lewd
               Characters
               are
               as
               Absolutely
               necessary
               to
               the
               Perfecting
               of
               the
               Design
               ,
               as
               the
               most
               Laudable
               Excellencies
               in
               Nature
               .
            
             
               In
               this
               Fable
               of
               the
               Kingdom
               of
               Apes
               ,
               the
               Author
               according
               to
               Camerarius
               ,
               intended
               the
               Picture
               of
               an
               Extravagant
               Government
               ,
               where
               he
               gives
               Flattery
               and
               Corruption
               the
               Advantages
               that
               in
               Policy
               and
               Justice
               belong
               to
               Services
               of
               Honour
               and
               of
               Truth
               :
               And
               at
               the
               same
               time
               Delivers
               up
               a
               Man
               of
               Honesty
               ,
               Justice
               and
               Plain
               Dealing
               to
               be
               torn
               to
               Pieces
               .
               This
               Kingdom
               of
               Apes
               has
               been
               Moralliz'd
               a
               Thousand
               and
               a
               Thousand
               times
               over
               in
               the
               Practice
               of
               the
               World
               ,
               and
               such
               as
               the
               Fountain
               is
               ,
               such
               will
               be
               the
               Stream
               .
               Let
               Government
               it self
               be
               never
               so
               Sacred
               ,
               Governors
               are
               still
               but
               Men
               ;
               and
               how
               necessary
               and
               Beneficial
               soever
               the
               Order
               is
               at
               all
               Hands
               Confess'd
               to
               be
               ,
               the
               Officers
               yet
               ,
               and
               the
               Administrators
               are
               but
               Flesh
               and
               Blood
               ,
               and
               liable
               to
               the
               Passions
               and
               Frailties
               of
               other
               Mortals
               .
            
             
               There
               are
               in
               fine
               ,
               many
               Distempers
               ,
               Errors
               ,
               and
               Extravagances
               ,
               that
               shew
               themselves
               in
               the
               Exercise
               of
               Political
               Powers
               ;
               as
               an
               inexorable
               Rigour
               for
               the
               Purpose
               ,
               or
               as
               Lasche
               a
               Demission
               of
               Sovereign
               Authority
               .
               There
               are
               Cases
               of
               Sensuality
               ,
               Pleasure
               ,
               and
               Appetite
               ,
               where
               Governours
               have
               only
               the
               Name
               of
               Rulers
               ,
               while
               some
               over-grown
               Subject
               perhaps
               Usurps
               upon
               the
               Prerogative
               in
               effect
               ,
               and
               does
               the
               worst
               things
               
               imaginable
               in
               the
               Name
               of
               the
               Publick
               .
               But
               this
               rarely
               happens
               ,
               save
               where
               the
               Master
               wants
               Resolution
               to
               check
               the
               License
               and
               Presumption
               of
               a
               Daring
               Servant
               .
            
             
               There
               is
               also
               a
               certain
               Manage
               that
               leaves
               all
               at
               Six
               and
               Seven
               ,
               and
               thinks
               to
               support
               Greatness
               without
               either
               Rule
               ,
               Weight
               or
               Measure
               ;
               and
               that
               's
               a
               dangerous
               Point
               ,
               when
               Prudence
               and
               Fidelity
               shall
               turn
               to
               Loss
               ,
               and
               Wickedness
               be
               supported
               by
               the
               Reputation
               of
               Favour
               and
               Applause
               .
               The
               Misery
               of
               these
               false
               Measures
               is
               excellently
               well
               Pointed
               out
               to
               us
               in
               this
               Fable
               ;
               and
               consequently
               the
               Blessings
               of
               a
               steddy
               Administration
               ,
               where
               the
               Ends
               of
               Government
               are
               Conscientiously
               observ'd
               ,
               and
               the
               Divine
               Priviledges
               of
               Power
               maintain'd
               ;
               and
               where
               Truth
               and
               Justice
               are
               impartially
               Asserted
               and
               Administer'd
               ,
               and
               as
               resolutely
               Defended
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXIV
             .
             An
             Al
             's
             made
             a
             Iudge
             of
             Musick
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Question
             started
             betwixt
             a
             Cuckow
             and
             a
             Nightingale
             ,
             which
             of
             the
             Two
             had
             the
             Better
             Voice
             ,
             and
             the
             better
             way
             of
             Singing
             .
             It
             came
             at
             last
             to
             a
             Tryal
             of
             Skill
             ,
             and
             an
             Ass
             was
             to
             be
             the
             Judge
             ;
             who
             upon
             Hearing
             both
             Sides
             ,
             gave
             it
             clearly
             for
             the
             Cuckow
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               a
               Hard
               Case
               for
               Philosophers
               to
               be
               Try'd
               by
               Fools
               ,
               and
               the
               Multitude
               to
               sit
               Iudges
               upon
               the
               Niceties
               of
               Honour
               and
               Government
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Old
               Adage
               of
               
                 Asinus
                 ad
                 Lyram
              
               ,
               answers
               this
               Figure
               to
               the
               very
               Letter
               .
               The
               Fable
               extends
               to
               all
               Incompetent
               Judges
               ,
               Umpires
               ,
               or
               Arbitrators
               ,
               in
               what
               Case
               or
               Matter
               ,
               or
               under
               what
               Incapacity
               or
               Disability
               soever
               .
               It
               Points
               at
               the
               Folly
               and
               Scandal
               of
               the
               Choice
               too
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               the
               Iniquity
               of
               the
               Sentence
               ;
               for
               the
               Honour
               of
               the
               Governor
               ,
               and
               the
               Well
               being
               of
               the
               Government
               ,
               depend
               in
               a
               great
               Measure
               upon
               the
               Fitness
               of
               the
               Officer
               ,
               let
               his
               Commission
               be
               Ecclesiastical
               ,
               Civil
               ,
               Military
               ,
               or
               what
               else
               it
               will.
               Here
               's
               an
               Ass
               made
               a
               Judge
               of
               Musick
               ;
               a
               Faculty
               that
               he
               neither
               Loves
               nor
               Understands
               ;
               for
               there
               's
               
                 no
                 Song
                 to
                 One
                 Ass
                 ,
                 like
                 the
                 Braying
                 of
                 Another
                 .
              
               Let
               any
               Man
               fancy
               to
               Himself
               ,
               how
               it
               would
               look
               to
               put
               a
               Law-Case
               to
               a
               Iack-Pudding
               ;
               a
               Question
               of
               State
               to
               a
               Corn-Cutter
               ;
               a
               Point
               of
               Conscience
               to
               a
               
                 Knight
                 of
                 the
                 Post.
              
               In
               short
               ,
               let
               every
               Man
               be
               Consulted
               and
               Credited
               in
               his
               own
               Way
               and
               Trade
               .
               Neither
               can
               it
               be
               Expected
               that
               a
               Fool
               should
               judge
               according
               to
               Wisdom
               ,
               Truth
               ,
               Reason
               and
               Justice
               .
               There
               may
               be
               very
               proper
               Exceptions
               too
               upon
               the
               Matter
               ,
               as
               well
               of
               Morals
               ,
               as
               of
               Abilities
               .
               One
               would
               
               not
               Trust
               a
               Covetous
               Man
               in
               Mony
               Matters
               ,
               where
               there
               's
               any
               thing
               to
               be
               Gotten
               ,
               either
               by
               Fraud
               or
               Corruption
               ;
               nor
               a
               Vain
               Man
               ,
               where
               there
               's
               a
               Temptation
               to
               Popularity
               .
               False
               Men
               are
               not
               to
               be
               taken
               into
               Confidence
               ;
               nor
               Fearful
               Men
               into
               a
               Post
               that
               requires
               Resolution
               ;
               nor
               Cruel
               ,
               Insolent
               Men
               ,
               into
               a
               Station
               where
               Power
               may
               be
               Abus'd
               to
               Oppression
               .
               All
               these
               Absurdities
               fall
               within
               the
               Dint
               of
               this
               Fable
               ;
               for
               want
               of
               Honesty
               makes
               a
               Judge
               as
               Incompetent
               ,
               as
               want
               of
               Understanding
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXV.
             An
             
               Ape
               Iudge
            
             betwixt
             a
             Fox
             and
             a
             Wolf.
             
          
           
             A
             Wolf
             charges
             a
             Fox
             with
             a
             piece
             of
             Pilfery
             .
             The
             Fox
             Denies
             it
             .
             The
             Ape
             tryes
             the
             Cause
             ,
             and
             upon
             a
             fair
             Hearing
             ,
             Pronounces
             them
             both
             to
             be
             Guilty
             .
             You
             (
             says
             the
             Judge
             to
             the
             Wolf
             ,
             )
             have
             the
             Face
             to
             Challenge
             that
             which
             you
             never
             Lost
             ;
             and
             you
             (
             says
             he
             to
             the
             Fox
             ,
             )
             have
             the
             Confidence
             to
             Deny
             that
             which
             you
             have
             certainly
             Stoll'n
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               When
               both
               Plaintiff
               and
               Defendant
               happen
               to
               be
               a
               Couple
               of
               Crafty
               Knaves
               ,
               there
               's
               Equity
               against
               them
               Both.
               
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               '
               THIS
               Fable
               tells
               us
               what
               Credit
               is
               to
               be
               given
               to
               Witnesses
               of
               a
               False
               and
               Lewd
               Conversation
               ,
               and
               that
               a
               known
               Liar
               is
               of
               no
               Authority
               in
               a
               Judgment
               of
               Law
               ,
               even
               when
               he
               speaks
               Truth
               .
               Where
               a
               Brace
               of
               Sharpers
               will
               be
               going
               to
               Law
               ,
               none
               so
               fit
               as
               an
               Ape
               to
               try
               the
               Cause
               ;
               and
               it
               was
               a
               Sentence
               worthy
               of
               such
               a
               Judge
               ,
               to
               pronounce
               them
               both
               Guilty
               ;
               which
               in
               Equity
               they
               were
               ,
               with
               a
               respect
               to
               their
               Character
               and
               Reputation
               ;
               though
               in
               Law
               they
               could
               not
               be
               so
               ,
               upon
               the
               Fact
               in
               Question
               .
               If
               the
               Ape
               in
               this
               Fable
               had
               too
               little
               regard
               to
               the
               Letter
               of
               the
               Law
               ,
               we
               have
               seen
               some
               Cases
               where
               more
               stress
               has
               been
               laid
               upon
               the
               rigour
               and
               strictness
               of
               it
               ,
               then
               Conscientiously
               did
               belong
               to
               't
               :
               For
               when
               one
               Man
               of
               an
               Exemplary
               Improbity
               ,
               Charges
               another
               of
               the
               same
               Stamp
               ,
               in
               a
               Court
               of
               a
               Justice
               ,
               he
               lies
               under
               the
               Disadvantage
               of
               a
               strong
               Suspicion
               ,
               even
               before
               he
               is
               Heard
               ;
               and
               People
               are
               Prepar'd
               to
               Believe
               the
               Worst
               of
               him
               by
               Anticipation
               ,
               and
               before
               his
               Case
               is
               Known
               .
               So
               that
               the
               Bare
               Prejudice
               is
               sufficient
               to
               turn
               the
               Scale
               ,
               where
               it
               was
               Gold-weight
               before
               ;
               unless
               we
               Ballance
               the
               Improbity
               of
               the
               one
               ,
               with
               the
               Improbity
               of
               the
               other
               ,
               as
               the
               Ape
               did
               here
               in
               the
               Fable
               .
            
             
               We
               are
               to
               understand
               upon
               the
               whole
               matter
               ,
               that
               it
               is
               more
               Advisable
               to
               give
               too
               Little
               Credit
               in
               a
               Court
               of
               Judicature
               to
               Men
               of
               Profligate
               Lives
               ,
               then
               too
               Much
               :
               For
               't
               is
               a
               Scandal
               to
               Publick
               Justice
               ,
               to
               make
               use
               of
               such
               Instruments
               for
               the
               Supporters
               of
               a
               State.
               
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXVI
             .
             An
             Ape
             and
             a
             Lion
             in
             his
             Kingdom
             .
          
           
             WE
             are
             told
             of
             a
             Lion
             ,
             that
             (
             after
             the
             Laudable
             Example
             of
             other
             Princes
             ,
             )
             pass'd
             an
             Act
             of
             Grace
             upon
             his
             Accession
             to
             the
             Crown
             ,
             wherein
             he
             was
             pleas'd
             to
             Declare
             himself
             wonderfully
             in
             favour
             of
             
               the
               Liberties
               and
               Properties
               of
               his
               Subjects
               .
            
             He
             did
             not
             hold
             in
             this
             Mind
             long
             ;
             and
             yet
             he
             could
             not
             think
             it
             convenient
             neither
             ,
             to
             make
             any
             Attempts
             upon
             the
             Beasts
             by
             open
             Force
             ;
             so
             that
             he
             chose
             rather
             to
             take
             them
             One
             by
             One
             in
             Private
             to
             him
             ,
             and
             to
             sift
             them
             all
             upon
             this
             General
             Question
             ;
             
               Put
               your
               Nose
               just
               to
               my
               Mouth
               ,
            
             says
             he
             ,
             
               when
               I
               Gape
               ,
               and
               then
               tell
               me
               truly
               ,
               is
               my
               Breath
               Sweet
               or
               no
               ?
            
             Some
             told
             him
             that
             it
             was
             not
             Sweet
             ,
             others
             that
             it
             was
             ;
             and
             so
             he
             pick'd
             a
             Quarrel
             with
             them
             Both
             :
             The
             one
             Sort
             went
             to
             Pot
             for
             their
             Hypocrisie
             ;
             and
             the
             other
             for
             their
             Insolence
             .
             It
             came
             to
             the
             Ape
             at
             last
             ,
             to
             deliver
             his
             Opinion
             upon
             the
             Matter
             ;
             the
             Ape
             Smelt
             and
             Snuffled
             ,
             and
             consider'd
             on
             't
             :
             Why
             certainly
             Sir
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             You
             have
             some
             Rich
             Perfume
             in
             Your
             Mouth
             ,
             for
             I
             never
             smelt
             any
             thing
             so
             fragrant
             since
             I
             was
             Born.
             The
             Roguy
             Ape
             in
             fine
             ,
             Wheedled
             him
             so
             Artificially
             ,
             that
             the
             Lion
             had
             not
             the
             Face
             to
             Chop
             him
             up
             immediately
             upon
             the
             Spot
             ,
             and
             yet
             he
             was
             Resolv'd
             he
             should
             not
             Scape
             neither
             :
             So
             the
             Lion
             Counterfeited
             Sick
             ,
             and
             there
             was
             notable
             Puzzling
             among
             the
             Doctors
             I
             warrant
             ye
             ,
             about
             his
             Pulse
             and
             his
             Water
             :
             But
             they
             told
             him
             however
             upon
             due
             consideration
             ,
             that
             they
             found
             no
             Mortal
             Symptoms
             about
             him
             ,
             only
             a
             kind
             of
             Heavy
             Indisposition
             ,
             that
             might
             be
             easily
             Rectified
             by
             a
             Careful
             Diet
             ;
             and
             so
             they
             Desir'd
             him
             by
             all
             means
             to
             bethink
             himself
             what
             Flesh
             he
             lov'd
             best
             ,
             and
             e'en
             make
             a
             Hearty
             Meal
             on
             't
             .
             Why
             then
             (
             says
             the
             Lion
             )
             I
             have
             a
             strange
             Fancy
             for
             a
             Mouthful
             of
             Good
             Sound
             Apes-Flesh
             ,
             if
             you
             find
             it
             proper
             for
             me
             :
             Nothing
             like
             it
             ,
             they
             cry'd
             ;
             and
             so
             the
             Poor
             Flattering
             Ape
             was
             presently
             Taken
             up
             ,
             Dress'd
             and
             Eaten
             by
             way
             of
             Prescription
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               's
               no
               Hope
               for
               an
               Honest
               Man
               ,
               where
               Flattery
               is
               Encourag'd
               and
               Rewarded
               ,
               and
               Plain-Dealing
               Punish'd
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Fable
               gives
               to
               Understand
               ,
               that
               where
               Men
               of
               Power
               happen
               to
               be
               Unjust
               and
               Cruel
               ,
               all
               the
               Prudence
               and
               Innocency
               in
               the
               World
               will
               not
               save
               a
               Man
               :
               He
               that
               would
               Thrive
               in
               such
               a
               Court
               ,
               must
               Govern
               himself
               betwixt
               Sincerity
               and
               Adulation
               .
               The
               Art
               of
               Pleasing
               is
               not
               every
               Man's
               Talent
               ,
               neither
               will
               the
               same
               way
               of
               Manage
               work
               upon
               all
               Humours
               alike
               .
               The
               Art
               of
               Pleasing
               ,
               is
               in
               Truth
               but
               the
               Art
               of
               Living
               ;
               and
               the
               Skill
               of
               Cutting
               to
               a
               Thrid
               ,
               betwixt
               Flattery
               and
               Ill
               Manners
               ;
               but
               so
               as
               to
               Accommodate
               the
               Method
               and
               the
               Application
               ,
               to
               the
               Genius
               of
               the
               Man
               ,
               or
               of
               the
               People
               ,
               and
               to
               the
               Quality
               of
               the
               Bus'ness
               in
               Hand
               :
               Not
               but
               that
               there
               are
               some
               Cases
               and
               Natures
               that
               a
               Man
               cannot
               so
               much
               as
               Touch
               ,
               without
               Burning
               his
               Fingers
               ,
               and
               where
               Truth
               ,
               Flattery
               ,
               and
               Trimming
               are
               all
               Mortal
               .
            
             
               We
               may
               learn
               from
               hence
               also
               ,
               that
               Justice
               is
               so
               Awfully
               Sacred
               ,
               that
               the
               most
               Faithless
               of
               Men
               have
               a
               secret
               Veneration
               for
               it
               ;
               for
               their
               Uttermost
               Cruelties
               are
               cover'd
               with
               the
               semblance
               of
               it
               ;
               and
               in
               the
               very
               Exercise
               of
               the
               Vice
               ,
               they
               Affect
               the
               Reputation
               of
               the
               Vertue
               .
               'T
               is
               neither
               Prudent
               nor
               safe
               ,
               in
               fine
               ,
               to
               Provoke
               great
               Men
               ,
               or
               indeed
               to
               have
               any
               thing
               to
               do
               with
               them
               ,
               if
               they
               be
               not
               Men
               of
               Honour
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               of
               Power
               ;
               for
               though
               their
               Hands
               seem
               to
               be
               Bound
               ,
               they
               can
               yet
               Untye
               themselves
               ,
               by
               Virtue
               of
               a
               Certain
               Prerogative
               they
               have
               to
               Play
               
                 Fast
                 or
                 Loose
                 at
                 Pleasure
              
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXVII
             .
             Two
             
               Laden
               Asses
            
             .
          
           
             THere
             's
             an
             Old
             Story
             of
             
               Two
               Asses
            
             Travelling
             upon
             the
             Road
             ,
             the
             One
             Laden
             with
             Oats
             ,
             the
             other
             with
             Mony
             :
             The
             Mony-Merchant
             I
             Warrant
             ye
             ,
             was
             so
             Proud
             of
             his
             Trust
             ,
             and
             of
             his
             Bell
             ,
             that
             he
             went
             Juking
             and
             Tossing
             of
             his
             Head
             ,
             and
             Tabring
             with
             his
             Feet
             all
             the
             way
             ,
             as
             if
             no
             Ground
             would
             hold
             him
             .
             The
             other
             Plodding
             on
             with
             his
             Nose
             in
             the
             Breech
             of
             his
             Leader
             ,
             as
             Gravely
             as
             One
             Foot
             could
             follow
             another
             .
             While
             they
             were
             Jogging
             on
             thus
             upon
             the
             Way
             ,
             out
             comes
             a
             Band
             of
             Highway-Men
             from
             the
             next
             Wood
             ,
             and
             falls
             upon
             the
             Ass
             that
             carried
             the
             Treasure
             .
             They
             Beat
             ,
             Wound
             and
             Rifle
             him
             ,
             and
             so
             leave
             him
             ,
             without
             so
             much
             as
             taking
             the
             least
             Notice
             of
             his
             Fellow
             .
             Well
             ,
             (
             says
             the
             
               King's
               Ass
            
             ,
             )
             and
             for
             all
             this
             Mischief
             I
             may
             e'en
             thank
             my
             Mony.
             Right
             ,
             says
             the
             other
             ;
             and
             it
             has
             been
             my
             Happiness
             that
             I
             was
             not
             thought
             worth
             the
             Robbing
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Poverty
               is
               both
               Safe
               and
               Easie
               ;
               and
               Riches
               a
               Great
               Snare
               to
               People
               in
               many
               Cases
               :
               As
               it
               far'd
               worse
               here
               with
               the
               State-Ass
               then
               with
               the
               Muletiers
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Poor
               Peaceable
               Man
               has
               nothing
               to
               Fear
               ,
               but
               does
               his
               Bus'ness
               ,
               and
               takes
               his
               Rest
               ,
               without
               the
               Trouble
               either
               of
               Thieves
               or
               of
               Alarums
               .
               'T
               is
               the
               Booty
               ,
               not
               the
               Man
               ,
               (
               save
               only
               for
               the
               Booty's
               Sake
               ,
               )
               that
               is
               in
               Danger
               .
               There
               's
               either
               Mony
               or
               Monys-worth
               ,
               in
               all
               the
               Controversies
               of
               Life
               ;
               for
               we
               live
               in
               a
               Mercenary
               World
               ,
               and
               't
               is
               the
               Price
               ,
               in
               some
               sort
               or
               other
               ,
               of
               all
               things
               that
               are
               in
               it
               ;
               but
               as
               it
               certainly
               draws
               Envy
               and
               Hazzard
               after
               it
               ,
               so
               there
               are
               great
               Advantages
               go
               along
               with
               it
               ,
               and
               great
               Blessings
               that
               attend
               the
               right
               use
               of
               it
               .
               And
               so
               for
               Poverty
               too
               ;
               a
               narrow
               Fortune
               is
               undoubtedly
               a
               Cramp
               to
               a
               great
               Mind
               ,
               and
               lays
               a
               Man
               under
               a
               Thousand
               Incapacities
               of
               serving
               either
               his
               Country
               or
               his
               Friend
               ;
               but
               it
               has
               the
               Comforts
               yet
               of
               being
               free
               from
               the
               Cares
               and
               Perils
               that
               accompany
               great
               Masses
               of
               Treasure
               and
               Plentiful
               Estates
               .
               Beside
               ,
               that
               the
               Virtue
               of
               a
               Generous
               and
               a
               Charitable
               Tenderness
               of
               Nature
               ,
               is
               never
               the
               less
               Acceptable
               to
               him
               that
               takes
               the
               Will
               for
               the
               Deed
               ,
               for
               want
               of
               Ability
               to
               put
               those
               good
               Inclinations
               in
               Execution
               .
               This
               Fable
               in
               short
               ,
               makes
               good
               the
               old
               Saying
               ,
            
             
               
                 No
                 Man
                 Sings
                 a
                 Merrier
                 Note
              
               
                 Then
                 he
                 that
                 cannot
                 change
                 a
                 Groat
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXVIII
             .
             A
             Boar
             Challenges
             an
             Ass.
             
          
           
             THere
             pass'd
             some
             Hard
             Words
             betwixt
             a
             Boar
             and
             an
             Ass
             ,
             and
             a
             Challenge
             follow'd
             upon
             't
             .
             The
             Boar
             depended
             upon
             his
             Tusks
             ,
             and
             computed
             within
             himself
             ,
             that
             Head
             to
             Head
             the
             'tother
             could
             never
             be
             able
             to
             Encounter
             him
             .
             So
             he
             Advanc'd
             upon
             his
             Adversary
             :
             And
             the
             Ass
             ,
             so
             soon
             as
             ever
             he
             had
             him
             within
             Distance
             ,
             turn'd
             Tayl
             upon
             him
             ,
             and
             gave
             him
             such
             a
             Lash
             over
             the
             Chops
             with
             his
             Iron
             Hoof
             ,
             that
             he
             made
             him
             stagger
             again
             .
             The
             Boar
             after
             a
             little
             Pause
             ;
             Recover'd
             himself
             .
             Well
             ,
             (
             says
             he
             )
             I
             was
             not
             aware
             of
             such
             an
             Attack
             from
             that
             End.
             
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               No
               great
               Enterprize
               should
               be
               Undertaken
               without
               considering
               beforehand
               the
               Good
               or
               the
               Ill
               that
               may
               come
               of
               it
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Fable
               shews
               the
               great
               Oversight
               of
               Engaging
               in
               Quarrels
               ,
               without
               Considering
               from
               what
               Quarter
               the
               Danger
               may
               come
               .
               Where
               Adversaries
               are
               unequally
               Match'd
               ,
               it
               will
               behove
               the
               Weaker
               to
               supply
               the
               want
               of
               Force
               and
               Courage
               ,
               by
               Invention
               and
               Address
               .
               Presumption
               can
               never
               Justify
               either
               Temerity
               or
               Carelessness
               ;
               for
               every
               Creature
               has
               its
               Weak
               Side
               ,
               and
               lies
               open
               to
               be
               Impos'd
               upon
               by
               Craft
               or
               Surprize
               .
               There
               's
               an
               Infamy
               in
               the
               very
               Challenge
               of
               so
               Base
               and
               Timerous
               a
               Creature
               ;
               but
               then
               to
               be
               Worsted
               by
               an
               Animal
               that
               's
               the
               Scorn
               of
               all
               the
               Rest
               ,
               is
               Shameful
               and
               Ridiculous
               to
               the
               Highest
               Degree
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXIX
             .
             A
             Cuckow
             and
             
               Little
               Birds
            
             .
          
           
             A
             Cuckow
             was
             asking
             several
             Little
             Birds
             ,
             what
             made
             them
             so
             Shy
             of
             coming
             into
             her
             Company
             .
             They
             told
             her
             ,
             that
             she
             was
             so
             like
             a
             Hawk
             ,
             they
             did
             not
             care
             to
             have
             any
             thing
             to
             do
             with
             her
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               A
               Wise
               Man
               Searches
               into
               the
               Nature
               of
               Things
               ,
               and
               does
               not
               Govern
               himself
               by
               outward
               Semblances
               and
               Appearances
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               should
               a
               Regard
               be
               had
               in
               all
               our
               Actions
               and
               Counsels
               ,
               to
               the
               Nicety
               of
               the
               matter
               in
               Question
               .
               This
               is
               to
               tell
               us
               ,
               that
               the
               very
               Appearances
               of
               Evil
               are
               to
               be
               Avoided
               ,
               and
               all
               the
               Semblances
               of
               Danger
               to
               be
               well
               Examin'd
               and
               Consider'd
               .
               Why
               should
               not
               a
               Bird
               as
               well
               trust
               a
               Hawk
               that
               's
               like
               a
               Cuckow
               ,
               as
               trust
               a
               Cuckow
               that
               's
               like
               a
               Hawk
               ?
               Two
               Likes
               may
               be
               Mistaken
               ,
               and
               a
               Man
               cannot
               be
               too
               wary
               where
               the
               Error
               is
               Mortal
               .
               There
               may
               be
               a
               Disguise
               't
               is
               true
               ,
               in
               the
               one
               case
               ,
               and
               a
               misapprehension
               in
               the
               other
               ;
               but
               it
               is
               safer
               yet
               to
               stand
               upon
               our
               Guard
               against
               an
               Enemy
               in
               the
               likeness
               of
               a
               Friend
               ,
               then
               to
               Embrace
               any
               Man
               for
               a
               Friend
               in
               the
               likeness
               of
               an
               Enemy
               .
               T●…ere's
               no
               Snare
               like
               Credulity
               ,
               when
               the
               Bait
               that
               's
               laid
               for
               us
               is
               cover'd
               with
               the
               pretence
               of
               a
               Good
               Office.
               Neither
               are
               there
               any
               Impostures
               so
               Pernicious
               ,
               as
               those
               that
               are
               put
               upon
               us
               by
               Fair
               Resemblances
               .
               He
               that
               is
               
               not
               certain
               ,
               (
               in
               such
               an
               Instance
               as
               this
               ,
               )
               is
               in
               danger
               ;
               and
               't
               is
               ill
               Venturing
               (
               Neck
               and
               all
               especially
               ,
               )
               where
               a
               Body
               is
               not
               very
               sure
               ,
               whether
               it
               be
               a
               Hawk
               or
               a
               Cuckow
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXX
             .
             
               Hungry
               Dogs
            
             ,
             and
             a
             Raw-Hide
             .
          
           
             A
             Company
             of
             
               Hungry
               Curs
            
             Discover'd
             a
             Raw-Hide
             in
             the
             Bottom
             of
             a
             River
             ,
             and
             lay'd
             their
             Heads
             together
             how
             to
             come
             at
             it
             :
             They
             Canvass'd
             the
             matter
             one
             way
             and
             'tother
             ,
             and
             brought
             it
             to
             this
             Issue
             in
             the
             Conclusion
             ,
             that
             the
             only
             way
             to
             get
             it
             ,
             was
             to
             Drink
             their
             way
             to
             't
             .
             So
             they
             fell
             to
             Lapping
             and
             Guzzling
             ,
             'till
             in
             one
             Word
             ,
             they
             Burst
             themselves
             ,
             and
             never
             the
             nearer
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               He
               that
               sets
               his
               Heart
               upon
               Things
               Impossible
               ,
               shall
               be
               sure
               to
               Lose
               his
               Longing
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               Foolish
               Counsel
               is
               not
               only
               Vain
               and
               Unprofitable
               in
               General
               ,
               but
               in
               many
               particular
               Cases
               most
               Destructive
               and
               Deadly
               .
               This
               Fable
               lays
               open
               the
               Folly
               ,
               the
               Vanity
               ,
               and
               the
               Danger
               of
               Pressing
               too
               eagerly
               for
               any
               thing
               that
               's
               out
               of
               our
               Reach
               .
               We
               spend
               our
               Strength
               ,
               and
               our
               Credit
               in
               clearing
               the
               way
               to
               't
               ,
               and
               it
               flies
               before
               us
               like
               a
               Shadow
               ,
               which
               we
               may
               well
               Pursue
               ,
               but
               can
               never
               Overtake
               .
               It
               is
               much
               the
               〈◊〉
               of
               〈◊〉
               ,
               and
               a
               Thousand
               〈◊〉
               sorts
               of
               Projectors
               ,
               that
               propose
               to
               themselves
               things
               utterly
               Impracticable
               ,
               a●…do
               consume
               their
               Lives
               in
               Hopeless
               and
               Fruitless
               Undertakings
               .
               This
               falls
               out
               for
               want
               of
               Computing
               upon
               the
               Proportion
               betwixt
               the
               Means
               ,
               and
               the
               End
               ;
               and
               for
               want
               of
               Examining
               and
               Considering
               what
               's
               Practicable
               ,
               and
               what
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               for
               want
               again
               of
               Measuring
               our
               Force
               and
               Capacity
               with
               our
               Designs
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXXI
             .
             An
             Ass
             and
             a
             Shadow
             .
          
           
             ONe
             Hir'd
             an
             Ass
             in
             the
             Dog-Days
             to
             carry
             certain
             Bails
             of
             Goods
             to
             such
             a
             Town
             :
             'T
             was
             Extream
             Hot
             ,
             so
             that
             he
             lay
             down
             upon
             the
             Way
             to
             Refresh
             himself
             under
             the
             Shade
             
             of
             the
             Ass.
             The
             Muletier
             bad
             him
             Rise
             ,
             and
             go
             on
             according
             to
             his
             Bargain
             .
             'Tother
             said
             that
             the
             Ass
             was
             His
             for
             the
             time
             he
             had
             Hir'd
             him
             .
             Right
             ,
             says
             the
             other
             ,
             You
             have
             Hir'd
             the
             Ass
             ,
             but
             not
             the
             Shadow
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Work
               for
               the
               Lawyers
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               '
               THIS
               Fable
               Plays
               upon
               the
               Contentious
               Humour
               of
               People
               that
               go
               to
               Law
               for
               Trifles
               .
               
                 De
                 Asini
                 Umbra
              
               ,
               is
               effectully
               but
               this
               Fancy
               in
               an
               Adage
               .
               There
               needs
               no
               more
               to
               the
               setting
               of
               the
               whole
               World
               in
               a
               Flame
               ,
               then
               a
               Quarrelsom
               Plaintiff
               and
               Defendent
               ,
               and
               a
               Brace
               of
               Chicaneurs
               to
               Blow
               the
               Coals
               .
               Wrangling
               is
               Instructed
               as
               an
               Art
               or
               a
               Science
               on
               the
               one
               side
               ,
               and
               made
               use
               of
               as
               an
               Exercise
               on
               the
               other
               .
               Some
               People
               can
               no
               more
               Live
               without
               Law
               ,
               then
               without
               Air
               ,
               and
               they
               reckon
               it
               better
               Husbandry
               to
               spend
               a
               Thousand
               Pound
               upon
               Counsel
               ,
               to
               Defend
               a
               Trivial
               or
               an
               Unwarrantable
               Cause
               ,
               then
               to
               part
               with
               one
               single
               Six
               Pence
               for
               the
               Payment
               of
               an
               Honest
               Debt
               .
               This
               Fable
               in
               short
               ,
               is
               Moralliz'd
               in
               Westminster-Hall
               ,
               Forty
               times
               over
               every
               Term.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXXII
             .
             A
             Country-Fellow
             and
             a
             River
             .
          
           
             A
             Blockheaded-Boy
             that
             was
             sent
             to
             Market
             with
             Butter
             and
             Cheese
             by
             the
             Good
             Old
             Woman
             his
             Mother
             ,
             made
             a
             stop
             at
             a
             Quick
             River
             in
             the
             way
             ,
             and
             laid
             himself
             down
             upon
             the
             Bank
             there
             ,
             till
             it
             should
             run
             out
             .
             About
             Midnight
             ,
             Home
             he
             goes
             to
             his
             Mother
             ,
             with
             all
             his
             Market-Trade
             back
             again
             .
             Why
             how
             now
             Son
             ,
             says
             She
             ,
             what
             have
             we
             here
             to
             do
             !
             Why
             Mother
             ,
             says
             this
             Booby
             ,
             yonder
             's
             a
             Scurvy
             River
             that
             has
             been
             running
             all
             this
             Day
             ,
             and
             I
             staid
             till
             just
             now
             for
             the
             Running
             of
             it
             out
             ,
             and
             there
             't
             is
             Running
             still
             .
             The
             Lord
             help
             thee
             Son
             ,
             says
             the
             Good
             Woman
             ,
             for
             thy
             Head
             and
             mine
             will
             be
             laid
             many
             a
             Fair
             Day
             before
             this
             River
             runs
             Dry.
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               We
               are
               not
               to
               Expect
               that
               Nature
               will
               Change
               her
               Course
               ,
               to
               Gratify
               the
               Sickly
               Freak
               of
               every
               Fantastical
               Humour
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               is
               to
               shew
               us
               the
               Mischief
               and
               the
               Danger
               of
               Procrastination
               .
               The
               Sloathful
               and
               Irresolute
               slip
               their
               Opportunities
               in
               the
               very
               Expectation
               of
               them
               .
               Some
               People
               are
               so
               unreasonably
               Lazy
               ,
               as
               to
               expect
               that
               Nature
               should
               rather
               go
               out
               of
               her
               Course
               and
               Way
               for
               their
               Sakes
               ,
               then
               they
               put
               themselves
               to
               the
               trouble
               of
               Moving
               One
               Step
               out
               of
               their
               own
               way
               for
               the
               sake
               of
               Bus'ness
               and
               Nature
               .
               They
               'll
               rather
               wait
               the
               Running
               of
               a
               River
               Dry
               ,
               then
               take
               the
               Pains
               to
               look
               about
               for
               a
               Bridge
               or
               a
               Ford.
               They
               never
               consider
               that
               Nature
               is
               a
               Perpetual
               Motion
               ,
               and
               that
               the
               Work
               of
               the
               Universe
               Circulates
               ,
               without
               any
               Interval
               or
               Repose
               .
               Why
               should
               not
               the
               Sun
               sleep
               in
               the
               Firmament
               ,
               or
               stand
               still
               to
               Attend
               our
               Affairs
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               the
               Rivers
               stop
               their
               Courses
               to
               give
               us
               Passage
               ?
            
             
               Nay
               ,
               the
               Madness
               of
               this
               Folly
               is
               yet
               more
               Impious
               then
               any
               thing
               else
               in
               't
               ;
               for
               what
               Man
               in
               his
               Right
               Wits
               can
               pretend
               to
               Wish
               ,
               to
               Hope
               ,
               or
               to
               wait
               for
               such
               Events
               ,
               for
               the
               Gratifying
               of
               a
               Sickly
               Fancy
               ,
               as
               would
               be
               enough
               to
               put
               People
               quite
               beside
               their
               Senses
               ,
               if
               they
               should
               come
               to
               pass
               ?
               So
               Ridiculous
               are
               Intemperate
               Curiosities
               ,
               and
               Impotent
               Affections
               ,
               that
               nothing
               less
               then
               Portents
               ,
               and
               the
               Confounding
               of
               Nature
               in
               her
               Course
               and
               Causes
               ,
               can
               Content
               us
               .
               How
               can
               any
               thing
               succeed
               well
               to
               People
               that
               are
               to
               be
               pleased
               with
               Nothing
               ,
               unless
               the
               very
               Ball
               of
               the
               Universe
               may
               be
               Unravel'd
               ,
               and
               the
               Laws
               of
               Providence
               Revers'd
               ?
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXXIII
             .
             A
             Bladder
             with
             Beans
             in
             't
             .
          
           
             IN
             the
             Days
             of
             Adam
             ,
             when
             (
             as
             the
             Story
             says
             ,
             )
             the
             World
             had
             here
             and
             there
             a
             Shrew
             in
             't
             ,
             it
             fell
             to
             the
             Lot
             of
             a
             certain
             Philosopher
             to
             have
             one
             of
             those
             Smart
             Lasses
             to
             his
             Wife
             :
             The
             Evil
             Spirit
             was
             often
             up
             with
             her
             ;
             and
             never
             had
             any
             Quack
             or
             Operator
             so
             many
             Receipts
             for
             the
             Tooth-Ach
             ,
             or
             a
             Quartan
             Ague
             ,
             as
             he
             had
             Spells
             offer'd
             him
             for
             the
             Laying
             of
             it
             again
             :
             But
             when
             he
             found
             that
             neither
             Saying
             Much
             ,
             Little
             ,
             or
             nothing
             ;
             neither
             Choler
             ,
             nor
             Patience
             ;
             neither
             Going
             nor
             Staying
             would
             do
             any
             Good
             upon
             her
             ,
             he
             Betook
             himself
             to
             
               a
               Bladder
               of
               Beans
            
             ,
             and
             the
             shaking
             of
             that
             Bladder
             when
             the
             Fit
             was
             upon
             her
             ,
             without
             One
             Syllable
             speaking
             ,
             was
             at
             any
             time
             a
             Present
             Cure.
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               's
               no
               way
               like
               Raising
               of
               One
               Devil
               to
               Cast
               out
               Another
               :
               For
               there
               must
               be
               no
               Answering
               of
               Noise
               ,
               Folly
               ,
               and
               Reviling
               ,
               in
               the
               same
               Kind
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Husband
               here
               in
               the
               Fable
               found
               no
               Charm
               to
               lay
               the
               Devil
               in
               a
               Petticoat
               ,
               but
               the
               Ratling
               of
               a
               Bladder
               with
               Beans
               in
               't
               ;
               and
               I
               my self
               have
               known
               a
               Cat-Pipe
               us'd
               in
               the
               like
               Case
               with
               very
               good
               Success
               .
               There
               's
               no
               Contending
               with
               an
               Impetuous
               Woman
               ,
               by
               Authority
               or
               Reason
               .
               The
               Banging
               of
               it
               out
               in
               a
               Dispute
               at
               length
               ,
               would
               be
               a
               Loss
               both
               of
               Time
               and
               of
               Honour
               ,
               and
               to
               no
               manner
               of
               purpose
               neither
               ;
               for
               what
               should
               a
               Man
               do
               ,
               Reasoning
               upon
               a
               Point
               where
               Reason
               does
               not
               so
               much
               as
               enter
               into
               the
               Question
               ?
               So
               that
               it
               is
               the
               Best
               of
               a
               Brave
               Man's
               Game
               to
               make
               a
               Drawn
               Battle
               on
               't
               ,
               where
               there
               's
               no
               Possibility
               of
               a
               Victory
               .
               He
               in
               fine
               ,
               that
               contemns
               a
               Shrew
               to
               the
               Degree
               of
               not
               Descending
               to
               Word
               it
               with
               her
               ,
               does
               worse
               then
               Beat
               her
               .
               But
               we
               live
               in
               an
               Age
               ,
               when
               Women
               ,
               we
               hope
               ,
               are
               better
               Instructed
               ,
               then
               to
               fly
               in
               the
               face
               of
               Religion
               it self
               ,
               Law
               ,
               and
               Nature
               :
               And
               these
               Desperate
               Encounters
               can
               never
               fall
               out
               betwixt
               a
               Man
               and
               his
               Wife
               ,
               but
               where
               the
               Woman
               is
               lost
               to
               all
               sense
               of
               Shame
               ,
               Prudence
               ,
               Modesty
               and
               Common
               Respect
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXXIV
             .
             A
             Fox
             and
             a
             
               Divining
               Cock.
            
             
          
           
             A
             Fox
             that
             had
             spy'd
             out
             a
             Cock
             at
             Roost
             upon
             a
             Tree
             ;
             and
             out
             of
             his
             Reach
             ,
             fell
             all
             of
             a
             sudden
             into
             an
             Extravagant
             Fit
             of
             Kindness
             for
             him
             ;
             and
             to
             Enlarge
             upon
             the
             Wonderful
             Esteem
             he
             had
             for
             the
             Faculties
             and
             good
             Graces
             of
             the
             Bird
             ,
             but
             more
             particularly
             for
             his
             Skill
             in
             Divination
             ,
             and
             the
             Foreknowledge
             of
             Things
             to
             come
             .
             Oh
             (
             says
             he
             )
             that
             I
             were
             but
             Worthy
             the
             Friendship
             of
             so
             great
             a
             Prophet
             !
             This
             Flattery
             brought
             the
             Cock
             down
             from
             the
             Tree
             into
             the
             very
             Mouth
             of
             the
             Fox
             ,
             and
             so
             away
             he
             Trudges
             with
             him
             into
             the
             Woods
             ;
             reflecting
             still
             as
             he
             went
             ,
             upon
             the
             strange
             Force
             that
             Fair
             Words
             have
             upon
             vain
             Fools
             :
             For
             this
             Sot
             of
             a
             Cock
             (
             says
             he
             )
             to
             take
             himself
             for
             a
             Diviner
             ,
             and
             yet
             not
             foresee
             at
             the
             same
             time
             ,
             that
             if
             he
             fell
             into
             my
             Clutches
             ,
             I
             should
             certainly
             make
             a
             Supper
             of
             him
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               A
               Fool
               that
               will
               Swallow
               Flattery
               ,
               shall
               never
               want
               a
               Knave
               to
               give
               it
               him
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Power
               of
               Flattery
               ,
               where
               it
               is
               once
               Entertain'd
               ,
               is
               well
               nigh
               Irresistible
               ;
               for
               it
               carries
               the
               Countenance
               of
               Friendship
               and
               Respect
               ;
               and
               Foolish
               Natures
               are
               easily
               wrought
               upon
               ,
               and
               Perverted
               ,
               under
               that
               Semblance
               .
               When
               Pride
               ,
               Vanity
               ,
               and
               Weakness
               of
               Judgment
               meet
               in
               the
               same
               Person
               ,
               there
               's
               no
               Resisting
               the
               Temptations
               of
               a
               fair
               Tongue
               ,
               and
               consequently
               no
               avoiding
               the
               Secret
               and
               Malicious
               Designs
               of
               a
               False
               Heart
               .
               Here
               's
               a
               Credulous
               Cock
               already
               prepar'd
               for
               the
               Entertainment
               of
               the
               Grossest
               of
               Flatteries
               :
               Nothing
               so
               Ridiculous
               ,
               nothing
               so
               Impossible
               ,
               but
               it
               goes
               down
               whole
               with
               him
               ,
               for
               Truth
               and
               Earnest
               :
               Nay
               ,
               and
               the
               Folly
               is
               so
               Unaccountable
               ,
               and
               the
               Madness
               so
               Notorious
               ,
               that
               in
               this
               Humour
               the
               most
               Spiteful
               Enemies
               we
               have
               in
               the
               World
               pass
               upon
               us
               for
               Friends
               .
               The
               Cock
               takes
               the
               Council
               of
               a
               Fox
               ,
               and
               like
               the
               Squirrel
               to
               the
               Rattle-Snake
               ,
               puts
               himself
               into
               the
               Mouth
               of
               his
               Mortal
               Adversary
               .
               How
               many
               such
               Diviners
               do
               we
               meet
               with
               in
               our
               Daily
               Conversation
               ,
               that
               lay
               their
               Lives
               ,
               Fortunes
               and
               Reputation
               at
               the
               Mercy
               of
               Parasites
               ?
               How
               many
               Sots
               that
               Commence
               Philosophers
               upon
               the
               Credit
               of
               these
               Fawning
               Slaves
               !
               There
               's
               no
               Fool
               to
               the
               great
               Fool
               that
               's
               Fool'd
               by
               a
               little
               Fool
               ;
               nor
               any
               thing
               so
               Scandalous
               as
               to
               be
               the
               Fool
               Of
               a
               Fool.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXXV
             .
             The
             Moon
             Begs
             a
             
               New
               Gown
            
             .
          
           
             THe
             Moon
             was
             in
             a
             heavy
             Twitter
             once
             ,
             that
             her
             Cloaths
             never
             Fitted
             her
             :
             Wherefore
             ,
             Pray
             Mother
             ,
             says
             she
             ,
             let
             the
             Taylor
             take
             Measure
             of
             me
             for
             a
             New-Gown
             .
             Alas
             Child
             ,
             says
             the
             Mother
             ,
             how
             is
             it
             possible
             to
             make
             any
             one
             Garment
             to
             Fit
             a
             Body
             that
             appears
             every
             Day
             in
             a
             several
             Shape
             ?
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               the
               Humour
               of
               many
               People
               ,
               to
               be
               perpetually
               Longing
               for
               something
               or
               other
               that
               's
               not
               to
               be
               had
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               shews
               us
               the
               Vanity
               of
               Impracticable
               Propositions
               ,
               and
               that
               there
               is
               no
               Measure
               to
               be
               taken
               of
               an
               Unsteady
               Mind
               .
               There
               's
               no
               Quieting
               of
               Unsettled
               Affections
               ;
               no
               satisfying
               of
               Unbounded
               Desires
               ;
               no
               possibility
               in
               short
               ,
               of
               either
               Fixing
               or
               Pleasing
               them
               .
               Let
               a
               Man
               but
               say
               What
               he
               would
               have
               ,
               When
               ,
               and
               how
               Much
               ,
               or
               how
               Little
               ,
               and
               the
               Moons
               Taylor
               may
               take
               Measure
               of
               him
               ;
               but
               to
               be
               Longing
               
               for
               this
               thing
               to
               Day
               ,
               and
               for
               that
               thing
               to
               Morrow
               ;
               to
               change
               Likings
               for
               Loathings
               ,
               and
               to
               stand
               Wishing
               and
               Hankering
               at
               a
               Venture
               ,
               how
               is
               it
               possible
               for
               any
               Man
               to
               be
               at
               Rest
               in
               this
               Fluctuant
               Wandering
               Humour
               and
               Opinion
               ?
               There
               's
               no
               fitting
               of
               a
               Gown
               to
               a
               Body
               that
               's
               of
               One
               Size
               when
               you
               take
               Measure
               of
               it
               ,
               and
               of
               another
               when
               you
               come
               to
               put
               it
               on
               .
               'T
               is
               the
               very
               same
               Case
               with
               a
               Heart
               that
               is
               not
               True
               to
               it self
               .
               And
               upon
               the
               whole
               Matter
               ,
               Men
               of
               this
               Levity
               are
               Condemn'd
               to
               the
               Misery
               of
               Living
               and
               Dying
               Uneasy
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXXVI
             .
             A
             
               Young
               Fellow
            
             about
             to
             Marry
             .
          
           
             
               MArrying
               and
               Hanging
            
             ,
             they
             say
             ,
             
               go
               by
               Destiny
            
             ,
             and
             the
             Blade
             had
             this
             Thought
             in
             his
             Head
             perhaps
             ,
             that
             Desir'd
             the
             Prayers
             of
             the
             Congregation
             ,
             when
             he
             was
             upon
             the
             very
             Point
             of
             Matrimony
             .
             His
             Friends
             gave
             him
             no
             Answer
             it
             seems
             ,
             which
             put
             him
             upon
             Reasoning
             the
             Matter
             with
             them
             .
             Why
             Gentlemen
             ,
             (
             says
             he
             )
             if
             there
             had
             been
             but
             a
             Snick-up
             in
             the
             Case
             ,
             you
             'd
             have
             cry'd
             
               the
               Lord
               Bless
               ye
               Sir
            
             ;
             and
             there
             's
             more
             Danger
             in
             Marrying
             I
             hope
             ,
             then
             there
             is
             in
             Sneezing
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Parson
               was
               much
               in
               the
               Right
               sure
               ,
               that
               like
               the
               Hang-man
               ,
               ask'd
               all
               People
               Forgiveness
               that
               he
               was
               to
               Marry
               ,
               before
               he
               did
               Execution
               upon
               them
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               MANY
               a
               Man
               runs
               a
               greater
               Risque
               in
               a
               Wise
               ,
               then
               the
               World
               is
               aware
               of
               .
               The
               Whimsical
               Freak
               of
               this
               Young
               Bantering
               Spark
               ,
               would
               have
               made
               no
               Ill
               Ingredient
               into
               a
               Wise
               and
               a
               Sober
               Man's
               Litany
               ;
               and
               though
               it
               looks
               like
               a
               Jest
               ,
               there
               is
               somewhat
               in
               't
               yet
               that
               may
               be
               worth
               a
               thinking
               Man's
               Earnest
               .
               But
               there
               will
               need
               no
               more
               then
               the
               Experience
               of
               those
               that
               have
               Try'd
               the
               Circumstances
               of
               this
               Blessed
               State
               ,
               to
               Recommend
               the
               Morality
               of
               the
               Allusion
               ,
               to
               the
               Thought
               of
               others
               ,
               that
               are
               not
               yet
               Enter'd
               into
               the
               Matrimonial
               Noose
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXXVII
             .
             A
             Woman
             trusted
             with
             a
             Secret.
             
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Good
             Woman
             (
             in
             the
             Days
             when
             Good
             Women
             were
             in
             Fashion
             )
             that
             valu'd
             her self
             Wonderfully
             upon
             the
             Faculty
             of
             Retention
             ,
             or
             (
             for
             the
             sake
             of
             Good
             Manners
             )
             upon
             the
             Admirable
             Gift
             she
             had
             in
             the
             Keeping
             of
             a
             Secret.
             The
             Toy
             took
             her
             Husband
             in
             the
             Head
             once
             ,
             to
             make
             Tryal
             of
             her
             Vertue
             that
             way
             ;
             and
             so
             he
             told
             her
             One
             Morning
             upon
             Waking
             ,
             in
             the
             greatest
             Confidence
             Imaginable
             ,
             one
             of
             the
             Strangest
             Things
             perhaps
             that
             ever
             was
             heard
             of
             ,
             which
             had
             that
             Night
             Befall'n
             him
             :
             But
             my
             Dear
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             if
             you
             should
             Speak
             on
             't
             again
             ,
             I
             'm
             utterly
             Ruin'd
             ;
             and
             Women
             are
             generally
             so
             Leaky
             ,
             that
             in
             the
             whole
             Course
             of
             my
             Life
             ,
             I
             have
             hardly
             met
             with
             any
             one
             of
             the
             Sex
             that
             could
             not
             hold
             her
             Breath
             longer
             then
             she
             should
             keep
             a
             Secret.
             Ah
             ,
             my
             Life
             (
             says
             she
             )
             but
             your
             Woman
             I
             assure
             ye
             ,
             is
             none
             of
             that
             Number
             ?
             What
             ?
             Betray
             my
             Husbands
             Secrets
             ,
             I
             'd
             Dye
             a
             Thousand
             Deaths
             first
             .
             No
             my
             Heart
             ,
             if
             ever
             I
             do
             ,
             may
             —
             Her
             Husband
             at
             that
             word
             ,
             stop'd
             her
             Mouth
             ,
             for
             fear
             of
             some
             Bloody
             Imprecation
             ,
             and
             so
             told
             her
             .
             Come
             Wife
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             
               They
               that
               will
               Swear
               will
               Lye
               ,
            
             and
             so
             I
             'll
             rather
             tell
             you
             upon
             Honour
             .
             Look
             ye
             here
             what
             has
             befall'n
             me
             ;
             I
             have
             laid
             an
             Egg
             to
             Night
             ;
             and
             so
             he
             took
             the
             Egg
             from
             his
             Backside
             ,
             and
             bad
             her
             Feel
             on
             't
             ;
             but
             if
             this
             should
             ever
             come
             to
             Light
             now
             ,
             People
             would
             say
             that
             I
             was
             Hen-Trod
             ,
             and
             the
             Disgrace
             of
             it
             would
             make
             me
             a
             Scandal
             to
             Mankind
             .
             This
             Secret
             lay
             Burning
             in
             the
             Breast
             of
             the
             Poor
             Woman
             ,
             and
             kept
             her
             Waking
             ,
             till
             she
             had
             Day-light
             enough
             to
             Rise
             by
             ;
             and
             then
             softly
             out
             of
             the
             Bed
             she
             steals
             ,
             for
             fear
             of
             Waking
             her
             Husband
             ,
             and
             so
             away
             Post-hast
             to
             a
             Gossipping
             Neighbour
             of
             her
             Acquaintance
             ;
             Hurries
             her
             out
             of
             her
             Bed
             ;
             Charms
             and
             Swears
             her
             to
             Privacy
             ;
             and
             then
             out
             comes
             the
             Secret
             ,
             That
             her
             Husband
             had
             laid
             Two
             Eggs
             that
             very
             Night
             .
             This
             Confident
             had
             another
             Confident
             ;
             and
             there
             't
             was
             Three
             Eggs.
             The
             next
             made
             it
             Four
             ;
             and
             so
             it
             went
             on
             (
             Encreasing
             still
             ,
             )
             from
             one
             Gossip
             to
             another
             ,
             'till
             by
             Six
             a
             Clock
             in
             the
             Afternoon
             they
             had
             made
             it
             Forty
             Eggs.
             
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Three
               may
               Keep
               Counsel
               ,
               when
               Two
               are
               away
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               There
               's
               no
               such
               way
               of
               Publishing
               or
               Proclaiming
               any
               thing
               ,
               as
               by
               Enjoyning
               a
               Woman
               under
               the
               Seal
               of
               Confession
               to
               keep
               it
               Secret.
               They
               that
               are
               Curious
               to
               know
               Forbidden
               Secrets
               ,
               are
               as
               Frank
               of
               Telling
               them
               again
               ,
               and
               of
               Enlarging
               them
               :
               So
               that
               whoever
               shews
               me
               a
               very
               Inquisitive
               Body
               ,
               I
               'll
               shew
               him
               a
               Blab
               ,
               and
               one
               that
               shall
               make
               a
               Privacy
               as
               Publick
               as
               a
               Proclamation
               .
               But
               if
               your
               Wife
               will
               have
               it
               so
               ,
               and
               calls
               for
               a
               Categorical
               Answer
               ,
               [
               
                 Will
                 ye
                 tell
                 me
                 ,
                 or
                 will
                 ye
                 not
                 ?
              
               ]
               If
               you
               tell
               the
               Secret
               ,
               't
               is
               odds
               but
               in
               Twelve
               Hours
               it
               shall
               be
               Town-Talk
               ,
               and
               be
               made
               Thirteen
               times
               more
               then
               '
               t
               is
               .
               If
               you
               Refuse
               to
               tell
               it
               ,
               there
               's
               no
               enduring
               the
               Exclamations
               ,
               for
               want
               of
               Trust
               and
               Confidence
               ,
               and
               the
               Unaccountable
               Jealousies
               that
               Follow
               upon
               't
               .
               For
               there
               are
               a
               sort
               of
               People
               that
               never
               consider
               the
               many
               separate
               Privacies
               of
               Trust
               and
               Honour
               ,
               that
               a
               Husband
               cannot
               honestly
               Communicate
               to
               a
               Wife
               ,
               nor
               a
               Wife
               to
               a
               Husband
               :
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               where
               there
               's
               a
               Third
               Party
               or
               Matter
               concern'd
               ,
               apart
               from
               any
               thing
               in
               the
               Question
               that
               is
               Conjugal
               betwixt
               them
               .
            
             
               He
               that
               can
               doubt
               of
               the
               Reason
               and
               the
               Necessity
               of
               this
               Guard
               and
               Caution
               ,
               must
               be
               much
               a
               Stranger
               to
               the
               History
               of
               the
               Great
               Rebellion
               under
               
                 Charles
                 the
                 First
                 of
                 Blessed
                 Memory
              
               ;
               when
               so
               many
               State-Intrigues
               pass'd
               through
               the
               Hands
               of
               Women
               ,
               who
               are
               without
               Dispute
               the
               best
               of
               Spies
               ,
               and
               the
               most
               proper
               Instruments
               for
               Discovery
               and
               Intelligence
               :
               Especially
               if
               they
               be
               Women
               of
               Address
               ,
               Wit
               ,
               and
               Beauty
               ;
               for
               the
               very
               Sex
               has
               certain
               Privileges
               upon
               the
               Point
               of
               a
               Cavalier-Gallantry
               and
               Good
               Breeding
               ,
               to
               cover
               them
               from
               the
               strictnesses
               of
               Search
               and
               Examination
               that
               other
               Agents
               are
               commonly
               Subjected
               to
               .
            
             
               Now
               to
               Reconcile
               a
               seeming
               Contradiction
               here
               ,
               in
               making
               Women
               at
               the
               same
               time
               to
               be
               both
               Fit
               and
               Unfit
               to
               be
               Trusted
               ;
               this
               Fable
               does
               not
               strike
               so
               much
               at
               the
               Futility
               of
               Women
               in
               General
               ,
               as
               at
               the
               Incontinent
               Levity
               of
               a
               Prying
               Inquisitive
               Humour
               ;
               and
               it
               falls-in
               over
               and
               above
               ,
               by
               way
               of
               a
               Short
               and
               Pertinent
               Digression
               ,
               to
               shew
               that
               State-Matters
               are
               Morally
               Excepted
               out
               of
               the
               Articles
               of
               Marriage
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXXVIII
             .
             A
             Woman
             and
             Thrushes
             .
          
           
             IN
             the
             Days
             of
             Yore
             ,
             when
             Men
             and
             their
             Wives
             agreed
             like
             Dog
             and
             Cat
             in
             a
             House
             together
             ,
             the
             Good
             Man
             had
             been
             a
             Shooting
             it
             seems
             ,
             and
             brought
             his
             Dame
             Home
             a
             Dozen
             of
             Black-Birds
             with
             him
             .
             
               Come
               ,
               Sweet
               Heart
            
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             
               Prithee
               let
               's
               have
               these
               Black-Birds
               to
               Supper
               .
            
             Blackbirds
             ?
             says
             
             she
             ,
             the
             Lord
             Bless
             us
             ,
             why
             certainly
             the
             Man
             's
             a
             Changeling
             .
             Come
             ,
             come
             ,
             you
             shall
             have
             your
             Thrushes
             for
             Supper
             then
             .
             Well
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             
               but
               I
               tell
               you
               again
               ,
               I
               'll
               have
               these
               Blackbirds
               to
               Supper
               .
            
             That
             's
             well
             ,
             quoth
             the
             Woman
             ;
             and
             I
             tell
             you
             Again
             and
             Again
             ,
             that
             you
             shall
             have
             these
             Thrushes
             for
             Supper
             .
             
               Prithee
               my
               Dear
            
             ,
             says
             the
             Man
             ,
             
               If
               I
               say
               they
               are
            
             Blackbirds
             ,
             
               let
               'em
               be
            
             Blackbirds
             :
             
               I
               'll
               allow
               you
               to
               think
               they
               may
               be
            
             Thrushes
             ,
             
               but
               don't
               Contradict
               me
            
             .
             Prithee
             my
             Dear
             ,
             says
             she
             ,
             if
             I
             have
             a
             Fool
             to
             my
             Husband
             ,
             is
             my
             Husband's
             Wife
             bound
             to
             be
             a
             Fool
             for
             Company
             ?
             
               Hussy
               ,
               don't
               Provoke
               me
            
             ,
             says
             the
             Man
             ,
             
               but
               let
               the
               Blackbirds
               be
               Dress'd
               ,
               and
               do
               as
               I
               bid
               ye
               ;
               Obey
               your
               Husband
               y
               'ad
               best
               .
            
             Lifelikins
             ,
             says
             she
             ,
             I
             know
             no
             more
             Reason
             I
             have
             to
             Obey
             my
             Husband
             ,
             then
             my
             Husband
             has
             to
             Obey
             me
             ;
             and
             Sirrah
             in
             the
             Teeth
             of
             ye
             ,
             since
             y'
             are
             Hussying
             of
             me
             ;
             no
             other
             Woman
             would
             have
             the
             Patience
             to
             be
             Abus'd
             thus
             .
             From
             these
             Family-Words
             they
             fell
             to
             Blows
             ,
             and
             there
             was
             the
             Wig
             in
             one
             Corner
             ,
             and
             the
             Head-Gear
             in
             another
             ,
             upon
             the
             Question
             whether
             they
             were
             Blackbirds
             or
             Thrushes
             .
             When
             the
             Bickering
             was
             over
             ,
             they
             went
             very
             comfortably
             to
             Bed
             together
             ,
             and
             so
             rubb'd
             on
             in
             a
             kind
             of
             
               Catterwalling
               Life
            
             ,
             'till
             just
             
               that
               Day
               Twelve
               Month
            
             :
             And
             then
             came
             the
             History
             of
             the
             Blackbirds
             and
             the
             Thrushes
             upon
             the
             Carpet
             again
             .
             Ah
             ye
             Beast
             you
             ,
             says
             the
             Woman
             ,
             how
             did
             you
             Beat
             your
             Poor
             Wife
             Sirrah
             ,
             this
             day
             Twelve
             Month
             about
             those
             Damn'd
             Thrushes
             .
             
               Blackbirds
               ye
               Iade
            
             ,
             says
             the
             
               One
               ;
               Thrushes
               ye
               Rogue
            
             ,
             says
             t'other
             :
             And
             so
             in
             One
             word
             ,
             they
             Play'd
             the
             same
             Farce
             over
             again
             ;
             insomuch
             ,
             that
             for
             the
             time
             they
             Liv'd
             together
             ,
             the
             Woman
             had
             an
             
               Anniversary
               Beating
            
             ,
             as
             duly
             as
             the
             Day
             of
             the
             Month
             came
             about
             every
             Year
             after
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               
                 —
                 Coelum
                 licet
                 &
                 Mare
                 Terris
                 Confundas
                 ,
                 Homo
                 sum
                 .
              
               —
               What
               must
               be
               must
               be
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               a
               Folly
               next
               to
               Madness
               for
               Women
               to
               be
               Trying
               Masteries
               with
               their
               Husbands
               ;
               to
               say
               nothing
               of
               the
               Scandal
               they
               bring
               upon
               themselves
               and
               their
               Families
               ,
               by
               such
               a
               Forfeiture
               of
               Honour
               ,
               Discretion
               ,
               Modesty
               and
               Good
               Manners
               .
               Nay
               ,
               and
               't
               is
               well
               too
               ,
               if
               from
               some
               Men
               ,
               and
               upon
               some
               Provocations
               ,
               they
               scape
               the
               Discipline
               of
               a
               good
               Drubbing
               into
               the
               Bargain
               .
            
             
             
               There
               are
               Divers
               Important
               Doctrins
               Couch'd
               under
               this
               Fable
               ;
               First
               ,
               the
               Insuperable
               Obstinacy
               of
               a
               Violent
               Woman
               .
               Secondly
               ,
               The
               Scandal
               of
               the
               Example
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               the
               Folly
               of
               the
               Competition
               .
               Thirdly
               ,
               The
               Natural
               Issue
               of
               the
               Controversy
               ,
               where
               the
               Weakest
               must
               expect
               to
               go
               to
               the
               Wall.
               The
               World
               ,
               Heaven
               be
               Thanked
               ,
               does
               not
               want
               instances
               to
               illustrate
               this
               Figure
               .
               So
               that
               there
               will
               be
               less
               need
               of
               Amplifying
               upon
               it
               .
               We
               are
               not
               here
               upon
               the
               Philosophy
               of
               the
               Freak
               ,
               but
               upon
               the
               Shameful
               Lewdness
               of
               the
               Practice
               .
               Sirrah
               ,
               (
               says
               a
               Woman
               to
               a
               Friend
               of
               mine
               ,
               that
               took
               her
               off
               from
               Beating
               her
               Husband
               ,
               )
               
                 I
                 'm
                 a
                 Wor'stershire
                 Woman
                 ,
                 and
                 I
                 won't
                 be
                 Abus'd
                 .
                 Iuvenal's
                 Homo
                 sum
                 ,
              
               says
               all
               in
               Two
               Words
               .
               When
               the
               Devil
               of
               this
               Passion
               is
               Rais'd
               ,
               there
               's
               no
               Abiding
               the
               Storm
               ,
               and
               there
               's
               no
               Laying
               on
               't
               .
               
                 One
                 such
                 Womans
                 Tongue
              
               (
               says
               the
               Poet
               )
               
                 is
                 beyond
                 all
                 the
                 Pans
                 and
                 Kettles
                 in
                 the
                 Country
                 ,
                 to
                 bring
                 the
                 Moon
                 out
                 of
                 an
                 Eclipse
                 .
              
               Keep
               up
               the
               Dialogue
               ,
               and
               she
               Kills
               you
               ;
               let
               it
               fall
               ,
               and
               you
               Kill
               her
               .
               This
               was
               the
               very
               Case
               of
               a
               Certain
               Divine
               that
               Chid
               a
               Woman
               for
               striking
               and
               Reviling
               her
               Husband
               .
               She
               left
               her
               Husband
               immediately
               ,
               and
               fell
               upon
               the
               Jacket
               of
               the
               Parson
               ,
               who
               stood
               Gaping
               at
               her
               a
               full
               Hour
               and
               a
               Half
               together
               ,
               without
               one
               word
               of
               Reply
               .
               The
               Passion
               put
               her
               at
               last
               into
               Fits
               ,
               and
               the
               first
               Word
               she
               said
               upon
               coming
               to
               her self
               again
               ,
               was
               no
               more
               then
               this
               ,
               
                 Ah
                 Sir
              
               ,
               says
               she
               ,
               
                 Ever
                 while
                 you
                 live
                 Answer
                 a
                 Woman
                 .
              
            
             
               To
               come
               now
               to
               the
               Doctrin
               that
               's
               wrapt
               up
               in
               the
               Example
               .
               'T
               is
               Scandalous
               with
               a
               Respect
               to
               the
               Ordinances
               both
               of
               God
               and
               Man
               ;
               't
               is
               a
               high
               Offence
               to
               Common
               Decency
               ,
               in
               regard
               of
               the
               Sex
               ,
               the
               Duty
               ,
               and
               the
               Relation
               :
               And
               then
               't
               is
               most
               abominably
               Indiscreet
               ,
               because
               if
               the
               Man
               be
               not
               a
               Coxcomb
               ,
               the
               Woman
               is
               sure
               to
               be
               Worsted
               ;
               and
               if
               he
               be
               one
               ,
               't
               is
               as
               good
               as
               a
               
                 Noverint
                 Universi
              
               ,
               that
               there
               's
               
                 a
                 Fool
                 and
                 a
                 Shrew
                 well
                 met
                 .
              
               The
               Word
               Yoak-Fellow
               ,
               goes
               a
               great
               way
               with
               a
               Thrush-Woman
               .
               And
               so
               does
               the
               Text
               ,
               that
               says
               ,
               
                 They
                 shall
                 be
                 both
                 One
                 Flesh.
              
               From
               whence
               she
               infers
               an
               Equality
               at
               least
               ,
               if
               not
               a
               Right
               of
               Dominion
               ;
               for
               the
               Rib
               ought
               to
               have
               some
               Preference
               above
               the
               Clay
               .
            
             
               This
               is
               not
               to
               be
               taken
               for
               a
               General
               Character
               of
               Women
               ,
               but
               for
               a
               Reproof
               only
               of
               some
               Eager-Spirited
               Gypsies
               of
               the
               Sex
               ;
               and
               for
               the
               Honour
               also
               of
               those
               Angelical
               Perfections
               ,
               which
               render
               them
               both
               the
               Joy
               and
               the
               Blessing
               of
               Mankind
               ,
               when
               they
               live
               Suitably
               in
               all
               Points
               to
               the
               Intent
               of
               their
               Creation
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXXIX
             .
             Two
             Soldiers
             go
             Halves
             .
          
           
             THe
             Humour
             took
             Two
             Country
             Fellows
             in
             the
             Head
             to
             turn
             Soldiers
             ,
             and
             so
             away
             they
             went
             to
             try
             the
             Chance
             of
             War
             ,
             upon
             an
             Agreement
             to
             go
             Halves
             in
             the
             Adventure
             .
             The
             One
             fell
             Sick
             upon
             the
             way
             ;
             T'other
             went
             forward
             to
             the
             Army
             ,
             where
             he
             got
             himself
             both
             Mony
             and
             Credit
             .
             At
             his
             Return
             a
             while
             after
             ,
             he
             found
             his
             Friend
             upon
             the
             Mending
             hand
             ,
             and
             told
             him
             how
             and
             how
             ,
             which
             he
             
             was
             Extreamly
             Glad
             to
             hear
             ,
             because
             of
             the
             Snip
             that
             he
             himself
             Expected
             upon
             the
             Dividend
             .
             As
             they
             were
             Talking
             of
             this
             and
             that
             by
             the
             By
             ;
             he
             took
             his
             time
             to
             put
             in
             a
             hint
             about
             Sharing
             the
             Booty
             according
             to
             their
             Agreement
             .
             That
             's
             all
             the
             Reason
             in
             the
             World
             says
             t'other
             ;
             but
             then
             there
             are
             other
             things
             to
             be
             Divided
             too
             ,
             which
             I
             ha'nt
             told
             you
             of
             ,
             and
             when
             we
             come
             to
             Reckon
             ,
             we
             had
             e'en
             as
             good
             make
             one
             work
             on
             't
             ,
             and
             count
             all
             together
             .
             This
             ,
             says
             t'other
             to
             himself
             ,
             must
             be
             something
             of
             Plate
             ,
             Jewels
             or
             Precious
             Plunder
             ;
             and
             so
             he
             came
             Bluntly
             to
             the
             Question
             ,
             what
             it
             was
             that
             his
             Camerade
             had
             gotten
             besides
             ?
             Why
             look
             ye
             ,
             says
             the
             Soldier
             ,
             (
             shewing
             him
             his
             Naked
             Body
             )
             Here
             are
             Bruises
             ,
             Wounds
             ,
             Maims
             and
             Scars
             ,
             that
             are
             to
             be
             Divided
             as
             well
             as
             the
             Mony.
             Nay
             ,
             says
             the
             other
             ,
             you
             may
             e'en
             keep
             all
             y
             'ave
             got
             to
             your
             own
             use
             then
             ;
             for
             I
             'll
             have
             no
             Dividing
             upon
             those
             Terms
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Partners
               must
               go
               Half-Profit
               ,
               Half-Loss
               ,
               't
               is
               no
               Bargain
               else
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               Wisdom
               not
               to
               give
               more
               for
               a
               Thing
               then
               't
               is
               Worth
               ;
               and
               in
               Common
               Equity
               ,
               Partners
               should
               take
               the
               Good
               and
               the
               Bad
               one
               with
               another
               ,
               or
               let
               both
               alone
               .
               People
               should
               not
               enter
               
                 Hand
                 over
                 Head
              
               into
               Partnerships
               or
               Adventures
               ,
               either
               in
               War
               or
               in
               Bus●…ness
               ;
               they
               should
               consider
               that
               the
               Blows
               and
               the
               Scars
               are
               to
               be
               Divided
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               the
               Pistoles
               and
               the
               Ducats
               ,
               and
               the
               Loss
               as
               well
               as
               the
               Profit
               .
               The
               Two
               Parties
               are
               as
               good
               as
               Man
               and
               Wife
               ,
               where
               the
               Bargain
               is
               
                 for
                 Better
                 for
                 Worse
              
               .
               Nay
               ,
               there
               's
               Brawling
               as
               well
               as
               Kissing
               in
               the
               very
               State
               of
               Matrimony
               it self
               ;
               and
               when
               People
               come
               to
               be
               Us'd
               to
               Both
               at
               Once
               ,
               let
               them
               set
               one
               against
               the
               other
               ,
               and
               then
               put
               the
               Gain
               in
               their
               Eyes
               .
               If
               Life
               be
               a
               Journey
               ,
               Men
               must
               expect
               Foul
               way
               as
               well
               as
               Fair
               ,
               and
               content
               themselves
               to
               Travel
               in
               All
               Weathers
               ,
               and
               through
               All
               Difficulties
               ;
               which
               is
               no
               more
               then
               the
               same
               Mixture
               that
               we
               meet
               with
               in
               All
               our
               Undertakings
               :
               Wherefore
               let
               no
               Man
               Brag
               of
               his
               Bargain
               ,
               till
               he
               has
               cast
               up
               his
               Account
               ,
               and
               set
               the
               Scars
               against
               the
               Booty
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXXX
             .
             A
             Lion
             and
             a
             Man.
             
          
           
             AMong
             other
             good
             Counsels
             that
             an
             Old
             Experienc'd
             Lion
             gave
             to
             his
             VVhelp
             ,
             this
             was
             One
             ;
             that
             he
             should
             never
             Contend
             with
             a
             Man
             ;
             for
             says
             he
             ,
             
               if
               ever
               you
               do
               ,
               you
               'll
            
             
             
               be
               Worsted
            
             .
             The
             Little
             Lion
             gave
             his
             Father
             the
             Hearing
             ,
             and
             kept
             the
             Advice
             in
             his
             Thought
             ,
             but
             it
             never
             went
             near
             his
             Heart
             .
             When
             he
             came
             to
             be
             grown
             up
             afterward
             ,
             and
             in
             the
             Flower
             of
             his
             Strength
             and
             Vigour
             ,
             About
             and
             About
             he
             Ranges
             to
             look
             for
             a
             Man
             to
             Grapple
             with
             :
             In
             his
             Ramble
             he
             chances
             to
             Spy
             
               a
               Yoak
               of
               Oxen
            
             ;
             so
             up
             to
             'em
             he
             goes
             presently
             ;
             
               Heark
               ye
               Friends
            
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             
               are
               you
               MEN
            
             ?
             They
             told
             him
             No
             ;
             but
             their
             Master
             was
             a
             Man.
             Upon
             leaving
             the
             Oxen
             ,
             he
             went
             to
             a
             Horse
             ,
             that
             he
             saw
             Bridled
             ,
             and
             Ty'd
             to
             a
             Tree
             ,
             and
             ask'd
             him
             the
             same
             Question
             ;
             No
             ,
             says
             the
             Horse
             ,
             
               I
               am
               no
               Man
               my Self
               ,
               but
               he
               that
               Bridled
               and
               Saddled
               me
               ,
               and
               ty'd
               me
               up
               here
               ,
               He
               's
               a
               Man.
            
             He
             goes
             after
             this
             ,
             to
             one
             that
             was
             Cleaving
             of
             Blocks
             .
             D'
             ye
             hear
             ,
             says
             the
             Lion
             ,
             You
             seem
             to
             be
             a
             
               Man.
               And
               a
               Man
               I
               am
               ,
            
             says
             the
             Fellow
             .
             That
             's
             well
             ,
             quoth
             the
             Lion
             ,
             and
             dare
             you
             Fight
             with
             Me
             ?
             Yes
             ,
             says
             the
             Man
             ,
             I
             dare
             Fight
             with
             ye
             :
             VVhy
             I
             can
             Tear
             all
             these
             Blocks
             to
             Pieces
             ye
             see
             .
             Put
             your
             Feet
             now
             into
             this
             Gap
             ,
             where
             you
             see
             an
             Iron
             Thing
             there
             ,
             and
             try
             what
             you
             can
             do
             .
             The
             Lion
             presently
             put
             his
             Claws
             into
             the
             Gaping
             of
             the
             Wood
             ,
             and
             with
             One
             Lusty
             Pluck
             ,
             made
             it
             give
             way
             ,
             and
             out
             drops
             the
             Wedge
             ,
             the
             Wood
             immediately
             Closing
             upon
             't
             ;
             and
             there
             was
             the
             Lion
             caught
             by
             the
             Toes
             .
             The
             Woodman
             presently
             upon
             this
             ,
             Raises
             the
             Country
             ,
             and
             the
             Lion
             finding
             what
             a
             Streight
             he
             was
             in
             ,
             gave
             one
             Hearty
             Twitch
             ,
             and
             got
             his
             Feet
             out
             of
             the
             Trap
             ,
             but
             left
             his
             Claws
             Behind
             him
             .
             So
             away
             he
             goes
             back
             to
             his
             Father
             ,
             all
             Lame
             and
             Bloody
             ,
             with
             this
             Confession
             in
             his
             Mouth
             ;
             
               Alas
               ,
               my
               Dear
               Father
            
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             
               This
               had
               never
               been
               ,
               if
               I
               had
               follow'd
               your
               Advice
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Disobedience
               to
               Parents
               is
               against
               the
               Laws
               of
               Nature
               and
               of
               Nations
               ;
               Common
               Iustice
               ,
               Prudence
               and
               Good
               Manners
               ;
               and
               the
               Vengeance
               of
               Heaven
               ,
               Sooner
               or
               Later
               ,
               Treads
               upon
               the
               Heels
               on
               't
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               People
               are
               not
               to
               Reason
               upon
               Obedience
               to
               Parents
               ,
               and
               Submission
               to
               Governors
               ,
               provided
               there
               be
               nothing
               in
               the
               Command
               ,
               or
               in
               the
               Imposition
               that
               is
               simply
               Evil.
               Reason
               in
               Man
               ,
               does
               abundantly
               supply
               the
               Defect
               of
               other
               Faculties
               wherein
               we
               are
               Inferior
               to
               Beasts
               ;
               and
               what
               we
               cannot
               compass
               by
               Force
               ,
               we
               bring
               about
               by
               Stratagem
               .
               The
               Intent
               of
               this
               Fable
               ,
               is
               to
               set
               forth
               the
               Excellency
               of
               Man
               above
               all
               Creatures
               upon
               the
               Earth
               ;
               and
               to
               shew
               that
               he
               is
               
                 Lord
                 and
                 Ruler
                 over
                 all
                 the
                 rest
              
               ;
               their
               
                 Teeth
                 ,
                 Claws
                 ,
                 Stings
              
               ,
               and
               other
               means
               of
               Offence
               ,
               notwithstanding
               .
               The
               Young
               Lion
               himself
               is
               Charg'd
               by
               his
               Sire
               not
               to
               
               Contend
               with
               him
               ;
               so
               that
               consequently
               no
               Creature
               of
               less
               Force
               is
               upon
               any
               Terms
               to
               Encounter
               him
               .
               Not
               but
               that
               there
               are
               some
               special
               Instances
               to
               the
               contrary
               ,
               in
               Exception
               to
               the
               General
               Rule
               .
               The
               Moralist
               makes
               the
               Event
               to
               confirm
               the
               Reason
               ,
               and
               to
               support
               the
               Authority
               of
               the
               Lions
               Council
               .
               It
               may
               pass
               likewise
               in
               some
               sort
               ,
               for
               a
               Punishment
               of
               Disobedience
               to
               a
               Parent
               ;
               but
               there
               's
               the
               Voice
               of
               Providence
               and
               Wisdom
               in
               't
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               the
               Voice
               of
               a
               Father
               ;
               which
               is
               intimated
               in
               shewing
               us
               ,
               that
               the
               Yoak
               of
               Oxen
               ,
               and
               the
               Horse
               that
               stood
               Bridled
               and
               Sadled
               ,
               had
               a
               Man
               still
               to
               their
               Master
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXXXI
             .
             A
             Hare
             and
             a
             Sparrow
             .
          
           
             A
             Sparrow
             happen'd
             to
             take
             a
             Bush
             just
             as
             an
             Eagle
             made
             a
             Stoop
             at
             a
             Hare
             ,
             and
             when
             she
             had
             got
             her
             in
             the
             Foot
             ,
             Poor
             Wat
             cry'd
             out
             for
             Help
             .
             VVell
             ,
             (
             says
             the
             Sparrow
             )
             and
             why
             don't
             ye
             Run
             for
             't
             now
             ?
             I
             thought
             your
             Footmanship
             would
             have
             Sav'd
             ye
             .
             In
             this
             very
             Moment
             comes
             a
             Hawk
             ,
             and
             whips
             away
             the
             Sparrow
             ;
             which
             gave
             the
             Dying
             Hare
             this
             Consolation
             in
             her
             last
             Distress
             ,
             that
             she
             saw
             her
             Insolent
             Enemy
             overtaken
             with
             a
             just
             Vengeance
             ,
             and
             that
             the
             
               Hard-Hearted
               Creature
            
             that
             had
             no
             Pity
             for
             Another
             ,
             could
             obtain
             none
             for
             her self
             neither
             ,
             when
             she
             stood
             most
             in
             need
             on
             't
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               with
               Men
               ,
               and
               Governments
               ,
               as
               it
               is
               with
               Birds
               and
               Beasts
               .
               The
               Weaker
               are
               a
               Prey
               to
               the
               Stronger
               ,
               and
               so
               one
               under
               another
               ,
               through
               the
               whole
               Scale
               of
               the
               Creation
               .
               We
               ought
               therefore
               to
               have
               a
               Fellow-feeling
               of
               one
               anothers
               Afflictions
               ;
               for
               no
               Body
               knows
               whose
               Turn
               may
               be
               next
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               HERE'
               's
               a
               Just
               Judgment
               upon
               Ill-Nature
               ,
               wherefore
               let
               no
               Man
               make
               Sport
               with
               the
               Miserable
               ,
               that
               is
               in
               danger
               to
               be
               Miserable
               Himself
               ,
               as
               Every
               Man
               may
               be
               ;
               and
               in
               Truth
               every
               Man
               deserves
               so
               to
               be
               ,
               that
               has
               no
               Tenderness
               for
               his
               Neighbour
               .
               It
               is
               a
               High
               Degree
               of
               Inhumanity
               not
               to
               have
               a
               Fellow
               feeling
               of
               the
               Misfortune
               of
               my
               Brother
               ;
               but
               to
               take
               Pleasure
               in
               my
               Neighbours
               Misery
               ,
               and
               to
               make
               Merry
               with
               it
               ,
               is
               not
               only
               a
               Brutal
               ,
               but
               a
               Diabolical
               Barbarity
               and
               Folly.
               
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXXXII
             .
             A
             Fox
             and
             a
             Cock.
             
          
           
             A
             Hungry
             Fox
             that
             had
             got
             a
             Cock
             in
             his
             Eye
             ,
             and
             could
             not
             tell
             how
             to
             come
             at
             him
             ;
             cast
             himself
             at
             his
             Length
             upon
             the
             Ground
             ,
             and
             there
             he
             lay
             winking
             and
             pinking
             as
             if
             he
             had
             Sore
             Eyes
             .
             Ah
             ,
             (
             says
             he
             to
             the
             Cock
             )
             I
             have
             gotten
             a
             Thorn
             here
             ,
             with
             Creeping
             through
             a
             Hedge
             t'other
             Day
             ;
             't
             would
             be
             the
             greatest
             Charity
             in
             the
             VVorld
             ,
             if
             you
             would
             but
             help
             me
             out
             with
             it
             .
             VVhy
             truly
             ,
             says
             the
             Cock
             ,
             I
             am
             no
             Ocul●…st
             ,
             and
             if
             I
             should
             go
             to
             
               Help
               One
               Eye
            
             ,
             and
             
               put
               Out
               T'other
            
             with
             my
             Spur
             ,
             we
             should
             have
             but
             an
             Untoward
             Busness
             on
             't
             ;
             but
             if
             you
             are
             not
             in
             very
             great
             Hast
             ,
             I
             can
             fly
             Home
             in
             a
             Trice
             ,
             and
             bring
             ye
             One
             that
             shall
             certainly
             Cure
             ye
             .
             The
             Fox
             finding
             't
             was
             all
             but
             
               Banter
               :
               Well
            
             ,
             says
             he
             )
             
               't
               is
               no
               Great
               Matter
               then
               ;
               for
               the
               more
               Physicians
               ,
               the
               more
               Danger
               ,
               they
               say
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Shuffling
               and
               Fencing
               ,
               is
               in
               many
               Cases
               both
               Allowable
               and
               Necessary
               :
               Especially
               where
               Craft
               is
               to
               be
               Encounter'd
               with
               Craft
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE'
               's
               no
               Trusting
               to
               a
               
                 Known
                 Hypocrite
              
               and
               an
               
                 Enemy
                 Both
              
               in
               One
               ,
               and
               therefore
               the
               Cock
               was
               too
               Crafty
               for
               the
               Fox
               here
               ,
               and
               kept
               himself
               upon
               his
               Guard.
               There
               is
               this
               Mischief
               in
               
                 False
                 Dealing
              
               ,
               that
               it
               forces
               People
               to
               be
               
                 Hard
                 Natur'd
              
               and
               Suspicious
               in
               their
               own
               Defence
               ;
               for
               Credulity
               is
               Mortal
               .
               Not
               but
               that
               many
               Men
               are
               Impos'd
               upon
               to
               their
               Ruin
               by
               a
               Mistaken
               Charity
               and
               Compassion
               .
               It
               is
               a
               Nice
               Point
               however
               ,
               for
               a
               Man
               to
               take
               upon
               him
               to
               Assign
               the
               Many
               and
               Various
               Cases
               that
               occur
               upon
               this
               Topick
               ,
               and
               so
               as
               to
               allot
               them
               their
               Just
               and
               Proper
               Limits
               ,
               with
               such
               a
               Regard
               to
               
                 Good
                 Nature
              
               and
               Discretion
               ,
               as
               neither
               to
               be
               Wanting
               to
               Our Selves
               ,
               nor
               to
               Others
               :
               But
               yet
               the
               
                 Possible
                 Danger
              
               of
               Relieving
               a
               
                 Miserable
                 Person
              
               ,
               for
               fear
               he
               should
               be
               a
               Counterfeit
               ,
               will
               not
               Excuse
               a
               Man
               from
               doing
               Acts
               of
               Humanity
               ,
               notwithstanding
               that
               Pretence
               .
               But
               there
               is
               a
               Double
               Hazzard
               in
               't
               ,
               for
               we
               may
               Miscarry
               either
               by
               
                 too
                 Little
                 Caution
                 ,
                 One
              
               way
               ,
               or
               by
               
                 too
                 Much
                 Presumption
              
               the
               other
               .
               Now
               the
               Smelling
               out
               of
               a
               Trick
               ,
               and
               the
               Defeating
               of
               it
               ,
               does
               not
               come
               so
               Home
               ,
               as
               Repaying
               of
               it
               in
               kind
               ;
               for
               the
               Contempt
               in
               the
               manner
               of
               doing
               it
               ,
               gives
               a
               kind
               of
               Sting
               to
               the
               Disappointment
               .
               But
               the
               Fox
               however
               has
               the
               Grace
               of
               other
               
                 Bantering
                 Buffoo●…s
              
               :
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               he
               is
               never
               to
               be
               put
               out
               of
               Countenance
               ;
               and
               when
               he
               finds
               himself
               Pinch'd
               ,
               he
               shifts
               it
               off
               with
               a
               Droll
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXXXIII
             .
             Ioy
             and
             Sorrow
             are
             near
             A-kin
             .
          
           
             THere
             pass'd
             a
             great
             many
             Bitter
             VVords
             once
             upon
             a
             time
             betwixt
             Ioy
             and
             Sorrow
             ;
             insomuch
             that
             they
             Mov'd
             the
             Court
             upon
             it
             by
             Consent
             ,
             and
             made
             a
             Chancery
             Cause
             on
             't
             .
             Upon
             a
             Fair
             and
             a
             
               Full
               Hearing
            
             ,
             the
             Judge
             found
             some
             colour
             of
             Equity
             on
             
               Both
               Sides
            
             ,
             and
             would
             fain
             have
             made
             'em
             Friends
             again
             .
             You
             should
             consider
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             how
             near
             y'
             are
             a-kin
             ,
             and
             what
             a
             Scandal
             ,
             't
             is
             to
             have
             these
             Heats
             and
             Squabbles
             among
             Relations
             :
             But
             all
             this
             went
             in
             at
             One
             Ear
             ,
             and
             out
             at
             T'other
             :
             So
             that
             when
             he
             saw
             there
             was
             no
             Good
             to
             be
             done
             ,
             he
             pass'd
             this
             Sentence
             upon
             them
             ,
             that
             since
             they
             would
             not
             go
             Hand
             in
             Hand
             Amicably
             of
             Themselves
             ,
             they
             should
             be
             Link'd
             together
             in
             a
             Chain
             ;
             and
             Each
             of
             them
             in
             his
             Turn
             should
             be
             perpetually
             Treading
             upon
             the
             Heel
             of
             the
             Other
             ;
             and
             not
             a
             Pin
             Matter
             then
             which
             went
             Foremost
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               No
               Man
               is
               to
               Presume
               in
               Prosperity
               ,
               or
               to
               Despair
               in
               Adversity
               ;
               for
               Good
               and
               Ill
               Fortune
               do
               as
               naturally
               succeed
               one
               another
               ,
               as
               Day
               and
               Night
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               IT
               is
               the
               lot
               of
               Mankind
               to
               be
               Happy
               and
               Miserable
               by
               Turns
               .
               The
               Wisdom
               of
               Nature
               will
               have
               it
               so
               ;
               and
               it
               is
               exceedingly
               for
               our
               Advantage
               that
               so
               it
               should
               be
               .
               There
               's
               nothing
               Pure
               under
               the
               Heavens
               ,
               and
               the
               Rule
               holds
               in
               the
               Chances
               of
               Life
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               in
               the
               Elements
               :
               Beside
               ,
               that
               such
               an
               Abstracted
               Simplicity
               ,
               (
               if
               any
               such
               thing
               there
               were
               ,
               )
               would
               be
               neither
               Nourishing
               to
               us
               ,
               nor
               Profitable
               .
               By
               the
               Mediation
               of
               this
               Mixture
               ,
               we
               have
               the
               Comfort
               of
               Hope
               to
               support
               us
               in
               our
               Distresses
               ,
               and
               the
               Apprehensions
               of
               a
               Change
               ,
               to
               keep
               a
               Check
               upon
               us
               in
               the
               very
               Huff
               of
               our
               
                 Greatness
                 and
                 Glory
              
               :
               So
               that
               by
               this
               Vicissitude
               of
               Good
               and
               Evil
               ,
               we
               are
               kept
               steady
               in
               our
               Philosophy
               ,
               and
               in
               our
               Religion
               .
               The
               One
               Minds
               us
               of
               
                 God's
                 Omnipotence
              
               and
               Iustice
               ;
               the
               Other
               of
               his
               Goodness
               and
               Mercy
               :
               The
               One
               tells
               us
               ,
               that
               there
               's
               
                 No
                 Trusting
                 to
                 our
                 own
                 Strength
              
               ;
               the
               Other
               Preaches
               Faith
               and
               Resignation
               in
               the
               Prospect
               of
               an
               
                 Over-ruling
                 Providence
              
               that
               takes
               Care
               of
               us
               .
               What
               is
               it
               but
               Sickness
               that
               gives
               us
               a
               Taste
               of
               
                 Health
                 ?
                 Bondage
              
               the
               Rellish
               of
               Liberty
               ?
               And
               what
               but
               the
               Experience
               of
               Want
               that
               Enhances
               the
               Value
               of
               Plenty
               ?
               That
               which
               we
               call
               Ease
               is
               only
               an
               Indolency
               or
               a
               Freedom
               from
               Pain
               ;
               and
               there
               's
               no
               such
               thing
               as
               Felicity
               or
               Misery
               ,
               but
               by
               the
               Comparison
               .
               'T
               is
               very
               true
               that
               Hopes
               and
               Fears
               are
               the
               Snares
               of
               Life
               in
               some
               Respects
               ;
               but
               then
               they
               are
               the
               Relief
               of
               it
               in
               others
               .
               Now
               for
               fear
               of
               the
               worst
               however
               on
               either
               hand
               ,
               every
               Man
               has
               it
               in
               his
               own
               Power
               by
               the
               
               Force
               of
               Natural
               Reason
               ,
               to
               Master
               the
               Temptation
               of
               falling
               either
               into
               Presumption
               or
               Despair
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXXXIV
             .
             The
             Owl
             and
             the
             Sun.
             
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Pinking
             Owl
             once
             upon
             a
             very
             Bright
             and
             a
             Glorious
             Morning
             ,
             that
             sate
             Sputtering
             at
             the
             Sun
             ;
             and
             ask'd
             him
             what
             he
             meant
             to
             stand
             Staring
             her
             in
             the
             Eyes
             at
             that
             Rate
             .
             Well
             ,
             says
             the
             Sun
             ,
             but
             if
             
               your
               Eyes
            
             will
             not
             bear
             the
             Light
             ,
             what
             's
             your
             Quarrel
             to
             
               my
               Beams
            
             that
             Shed
             it
             ?
             Do
             you
             think
             it
             a
             Reasonable
             Thing
             that
             the
             whole
             VVorld
             should
             be
             Depriv'd
             of
             the
             Greatest
             Blessing
             in
             Nature
             ,
             to
             Gratify
             the
             Folly
             ,
             the
             Arrogance
             and
             the
             Infirmity
             of
             One
             Sot
             ?
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               is
               nothing
               so
               Excellent
               ,
               or
               so
               Faultless
               ,
               but
               Envy
               and
               Detraction
               will
               find
               somewhat
               to
               say
               against
               it
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               IT
               is
               no
               more
               in
               the
               Power
               of
               Calumny
               and
               Envy
               to
               Blast
               the
               Dignity
               of
               a
               Wise
               and
               of
               an
               Honest
               Man
               ,
               then
               it
               was
               in
               the
               Power
               of
               the
               
                 Blear-Ey'd
                 Owl
              
               here
               ,
               to
               cast
               a
               Scandal
               upon
               the
               Glory
               and
               Greatness
               of
               the
               Sun.
               The
               Principles
               of
               Good
               and
               Evil
               are
               as
               Firm
               ,
               as
               the
               Foundations
               of
               the
               Earth
               ,
               and
               never
               had
               any
               Man
               Living
               the
               Face
               yet
               to
               make
               an
               Open
               Profession
               of
               Wickedness
               in
               its
               own
               Name
               .
               Not
               but
               that
               Men
               of
               Vicious
               Lives
               and
               Conversations
               ,
               have
               found
               out
               ways
               of
               Imposing
               their
               Corruptions
               and
               Infirmities
               upon
               the
               World
               for
               Virtues
               ,
               under
               false
               Semblances
               and
               Colours
               .
               But
               there
               's
               no
               Man
               all
               this
               while
               ,
               that
               sets
               up
               for
               a
               Knave
               or
               a
               Coxcomb
               in
               Direct
               Terms
               .
               Now
               the
               Mystery
               of
               the
               Cheat
               lies
               in
               the
               Artificial
               Disguising
               of
               One
               thing
               for
               Another
               ,
               and
               in
               making
               Evil
               pass
               for
               Good
               ,
               and
               Good
               for
               Evil
               :
               As
               every
               Virtue
               has
               its
               Bordering
               Vice
               ,
               and
               every
               Vice
               its
               Bordering
               Virtue
               .
               So
               that
               the
               Pretence
               is
               Fair
               still
               ,
               let
               the
               Practice
               be
               never
               so
               Foul
               ,
               and
               Men
               will
               be
               trying
               to
               bring
               down
               the
               Rule
               to
               the
               Error
               ,
               where
               they
               cannot
               Reconcile
               the
               Error
               to
               the
               Rule
               .
               When
               People
               have
               once
               Inverted
               the
               Measures
               of
               Moral
               Equity
               ,
               and
               Natural
               Reason
               ,
               and
               brought
               the
               Question
               of
               Right
               or
               Wrong
               ,
               so
               far
               as
               in
               them
               lies
               ,
               to
               a
               False
               Standard
               ,
               there
               follows
               in
               course
               ,
               an
               Envious
               Malevolence
               upon
               the
               Opposition
               .
               As
               for
               Example
               ;
               A
               Fool
               Naturally
               Hates
               a
               Philosopher
               :
               A
               Debauchee
               does
               as
               Naturally
               Hate
               a
               Man
               of
               good
               Government
               ,
               and
               Moderation
               .
               A
               Man
               of
               Conscience
               and
               Religion
               is
               as
               much
               an
               Eye-Sore
               to
               a
               Profligate
               Atheist
               :
               And
               a
               Mercenary
               
                 Knight
                 of
                 the
                 Post
              
               has
               just
               as
               much
               Kindness
               for
               a
               Man
               of
               Probity
               and
               Virtue
               .
               To
               Conclude
               the
               Moral
               ,
               There
               are
               of
               these
               
               Owls
               in
               Palaces
               and
               Assemblies
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               in
               Barns
               and
               Groves
               ;
               but
               a
               Man
               of
               Honour
               and
               Integrity
               Shines
               on
               ,
               like
               the
               Sun
               in
               the
               Firmament
               ,
               Unconcern'd
               ,
               and
               continues
               his
               Course
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXXXV
             .
             Iupiter
             and
             a
             Farmer
             .
          
           
             Jupiter
             had
             a
             Farm
             a
             long
             time
             upon
             his
             hand
             ,
             for
             want
             of
             a
             Tenant
             to
             come
             up
             to
             his
             Price
             ,
             'till
             a
             Bold
             Fellow
             at
             last
             was
             content
             to
             Take
             it
             ,
             upon
             Condition
             that
             he
             Himself
             might
             have
             the
             Ordering
             of
             the
             Air
             and
             the
             Seasons
             ,
             as
             he
             thought
             fit
             .
             So
             Iupiter
             Covenanted
             with
             him
             ,
             that
             it
             should
             be
             Hot
             or
             Cold
             ,
             Wet
             or
             Dry
             ,
             Calm
             or
             Windy
             ,
             as
             the
             Tenant
             should
             Direct
             .
             In
             conclusion
             ,
             this
             Man
             had
             effectually
             a
             Climate
             of
             his
             own
             ,
             that
             his
             very
             next
             Neighbours
             felt
             nothing
             of
             :
             And
             it
             was
             well
             they
             did
             not
             ;
             for
             when
             they
             had
             a
             Plentiful
             Harvest
             and
             Vintage
             ,
             the
             Farmer
             himself
             had
             hardly
             any
             Corn
             or
             Grass
             upon
             his
             Ground
             .
             He
             took
             other
             Measures
             the
             Year
             following
             ,
             which
             (
             as
             it
             fell
             out
             )
             prov'd
             the
             more
             Unkindly
             of
             the
             Two.
             He
             held
             on
             however
             ,
             till
             he
             was
             upon
             the
             very
             Point
             of
             Breaking
             ;
             and
             when
             it
             came
             to
             that
             once
             ,
             he
             was
             e'n
             glad
             to
             Petition
             Iupiter
             to
             Release
             him
             of
             his
             Bargain
             ;
             for
             he
             was
             now
             Convinc'd
             ,
             that
             Providence
             knows
             Better
             what
             is
             good
             for
             us
             ,
             then
             we
             know
             what
             is
             good
             for
             our Selves
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               We
               should
               do
               well
               to
               make
               it
               One
               Petition
               in
               our
               Litany
               ,
               that
               in
               many
               Cases
               Heaven
               would
               be
               so
               Gracious
               to
               us
               ,
               as
               not
               to
               hear
               our
               Prayers
               ;
               for
               we
               are
               otherwise
               in
               Danger
               to
               be
               Undone
               by
               our
               own
               Wishes
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               WHAT
               work
               would
               Malevolents
               and
               Malecontents
               make
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               if
               they
               might
               but
               have
               the
               Governing
               of
               it
               ;
               and
               if
               Heaven
               were
               not
               more
               Merciful
               to
               us
               ,
               then
               to
               grant
               us
               our
               own
               Wishes
               ?
               Wherefore
               there
               must
               be
               no
               Prescribing
               of
               Rules
               to
               the
               Divine
               Wisdom
               .
               What
               a
               Confusion
               would
               it
               bring
               upon
               Mankind
               ,
               if
               all
               those
               People
               that
               are
               Unsatisfied
               with
               the
               Motions
               ,
               Revolutions
               and
               Influences
               of
               the
               Coelestial
               Orbs
               ;
               the
               Course
               of
               the
               Seasons
               ,
               and
               the
               Providential
               Distribution
               of
               Heats
               and
               Colds
               ,
               Rain
               ,
               Frosts
               and
               Sun-shine
               ,
               might
               be
               Allow'd
               to
               take
               the
               Government
               into
               their
               own
               Hands
               ?
               There
               needs
               nothing
               more
               to
               Convince
               us
               of
               the
               Vanity
               ,
               the
               Malice
               and
               the
               Folly
               of
               these
               Intermedlers
               with
               the
               Works
               and
               Orders
               of
               an
               Over-ruling
               Power
               ;
               and
               yet
               
               we
               must
               be
               making
               Articles
               and
               Conditions
               forsooth
               ,
               in
               Matters
               where
               we
               have
               neither
               Authority
               nor
               Skill
               :
               And
               where
               ,
               in
               spite
               of
               our
               Hearts
               ,
               we
               must
               Submit
               ,
               as
               in
               Duty
               and
               Reverence
               we
               are
               Obliged
               to
               Resign
               ,
               and
               to
               Obey
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXXXVI
             .
             A
             Wolf
             turns
             Religious
             .
          
           
             A
             Wolf
             that
             was
             past
             Labour
             ,
             had
             the
             Wit
             in
             his
             Old
             Age
             ,
             yet
             to
             make
             the
             best
             of
             a
             bad
             Game
             :
             He
             borrows
             a
             Habit
             ,
             and
             so
             about
             he
             goes
             Begging
             a
             Charity
             from
             Door
             to
             Door
             under
             the
             Disguise
             of
             a
             Pilgrim
             :
             And
             for
             ought
             we
             know
             ,
             this
             may
             be
             one
             of
             the
             Pilgrims
             that
             were
             to
             have
             Landed
             at
             
               Melford
               Haven
            
             ,
             in
             the
             Year
             1677
             /
             8.
             
             One
             of
             his
             Relations
             that
             had
             the
             Fortune
             to
             Meet
             him
             in
             this
             Holy
             Garb
             and
             Pretence
             ,
             took
             him
             up
             Roundly
             ,
             for
             stooping
             so
             much
             below
             the
             Dignity
             of
             his
             Family
             and
             Profession
             .
             
               Why
               what
               would
               you
               have
               me
               do
               ?
            
             says
             the
             
               Pilgrim
               Wolf.
               My
               Teeth
               and
               my
               Heels
               are
               gone
               ,
               so
               that
               I
               can
               neither
               Run
               ,
               nor
               Worry
               ,
               and
               I
               must
               either
               Cant
               ,
               and
               turn
               Religious
               ,
               or
               Starve
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               When
               People
               can
               live
               no
               longer
               by
               Downright
               Rapine
               and
               Villany
               ,
               for
               want
               of
               Strength
               ,
               Means
               or
               Ability
               to
               go
               on
               at
               the
               Old
               Rate
               ,
               't
               is
               a
               common
               thing
               for
               'em
               to
               Drive
               on
               the
               Old
               Trade
               still
               under
               a
               Semblance
               of
               Religion
               and
               Virtue
               :
               So
               that
               Impotency
               goes
               a
               great
               way
               toward
               the
               Conversion
               of
               an
               Old
               Sinner
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               A
               Proselyte-Wolf
               is
               a
               very
               Saint
               yet
               to
               a
               Proselyte-Christian
               ,
               that
               makes
               his
               Belly
               his
               God
               ,
               and
               Renounces
               his
               Faith
               for
               Bread.
               Now
               over
               and
               above
               the
               Lively
               Image
               of
               the
               Practice
               of
               the
               World
               in
               this
               Wonderful
               Conversion
               ,
               't
               is
               Pleasant
               enough
               to
               consider
               how
               Gravely
               the
               New-Convert
               is
               taken
               up
               by
               one
               of
               his
               
                 Fellow
                 Wolves
              
               ,
               for
               bringing
               such
               a
               Disgrace
               upon
               his
               Character
               and
               Function
               ,
               as
               to
               submit
               to
               the
               Picking
               up
               of
               a
               Livelyhood
               in
               that
               Strolling
               way
               of
               Canting
               and
               Begging
               ;
               which
               in
               the
               Moral
               ,
               gives
               us
               to
               Understand
               ,
               that
               the
               Hypocrite
               is
               the
               Fouler
               and
               the
               Baser
               Beast
               of
               the
               Two.
               The
               Doctrin
               of
               this
               Fable
               ,
               if
               the
               Matter
               were
               well
               Examin'd
               ,
               would
               more
               or
               less
               run
               thorough
               the
               whole
               Race
               of
               Mankind
               ;
               for
               Repentance
               and
               a
               New
               Life
               ,
               is
               naturally
               the
               Discourse
               and
               Retreat
               of
               Old
               Sinners
               ,
               when
               they
               find
               they
               can
               Live
               by
               Barefac'd
               Wickedness
               no
               longer
               :
               What
               a
               Hideous
               Roll
               would
               it
               make
               ,
               if
               the
               
               Names
               of
               all
               the
               People
               that
               are
               Pointed
               at
               under
               this
               Emblem
               of
               the
               Pilgrim-Wolf
               were
               written
               in
               their
               Foreheads
               !
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXXXVII
             .
             The
             
               Asses
               Skin
            
             .
          
           
             A
             Miserable
             Ass
             that
             was
             ready
             to
             sink
             under
             Blows
             and
             Burdens
             ,
             call'd
             upon
             Death
             to
             Deliver
             him
             from
             that
             Intolerable
             Oppression
             .
             Death
             was
             within
             Hearing
             it
             seems
             ,
             and
             took
             him
             at
             his
             VVord
             ;
             but
             told
             him
             withal
             for
             his
             Comfort
             ,
             that
             whereas
             other
             Creatures
             end
             their
             Misfortunes
             and
             their
             Lives
             together
             ,
             You
             must
             not
             expect
             that
             it
             will
             be
             so
             with
             you
             ;
             for
             (
             says
             Death
             ,
             )
             they
             'l
             make
             Drums
             of
             your
             Skin
             ,
             when
             your
             Carcass
             shall
             be
             Carrion
             ,
             and
             never
             leave
             Drubbing
             of
             ye
             so
             long
             as
             one
             Piece
             will
             hold
             to
             another
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Some
               People
               are
               Miserable
               beyond
               the
               Relief
               even
               of
               Death
               it self
               :
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               there
               are
               Men
               that
               lead
               Restless
               Lives
               in
               this
               World
               ,
               under
               a
               Dreadful
               Apprehension
               at
               the
               same
               time
               ,
               of
               being
               more
               Wretched
               in
               the
               next
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Moral
               does
               not
               lye
               so
               square
               ,
               as
               to
               bear
               any
               great
               weight
               upon
               't
               .
               'T
               is
               true
               ,
               that
               our
               Fame
               and
               Memory
               shall
               outlive
               our
               Bodies
               ;
               and
               that
               in
               that
               Sense
               a
               Man
               may
               be
               said
               to
               be
               Miserable
               after
               his
               Death
               ;
               even
               in
               a
               Pagan
               way
               of
               Understanding
               it
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               with
               a
               Regard
               to
               the
               Immortality
               of
               the
               Soul
               in
               a
               Christian
               Application
               .
               It
               holds
               forth
               to
               us
               the
               Pertinacy
               of
               Ill
               Fortune
               ,
               in
               Pursuing
               some
               People
               into
               their
               very
               Graves
               :
               But
               they
               that
               are
               born
               to
               a
               Fatality
               of
               Endless
               Misfortunes
               ,
               must
               submit
               to
               go
               thorough
               with
               them
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXXXVIII
             .
             A
             Fool
             and
             a
             
               Hot
               Iron
            
             .
          
           
             A
             Smith
             threw
             down
             a
             Horse-Shoe
             in
             his
             Shop
             that
             was
             but
             just
             come
             out
             of
             the
             Fire
             :
             A
             Fool
             took
             it
             up
             ;
             it
             burnt
             his
             Fingers
             ,
             and
             he
             cast
             it
             down
             again
             .
             Why
             ye
             Blockhead
             you
             says
             the
             Workman
             ,
             could
             not
             you
             have
             try'd
             whether
             
             't
             was
             Hot
             or
             no
             before
             you
             Meddled
             with
             it
             ?
             
               How
               try
            
             ?
             says
             the
             Fool.
             Why
             a
             
               Hot
               Iron
            
             would
             have
             Hiss'd
             if
             you
             had
             but
             Spit
             upon
             't
             .
             The
             Fool
             carry'd
             this
             Philosophy
             away
             with
             him
             ,
             and
             took
             an
             Occasion
             afterward
             to
             Spit
             in
             his
             Porridge
             ,
             to
             try
             if
             they
             'd
             Hiss
             .
             They
             did
             not
             Hiss
             it
             seems
             ,
             and
             so
             he
             Guttled
             'em
             up
             ,
             and
             Scalt
             his
             Chops
             .
             Well
             ,
             says
             one
             that
             was
             by
             ,
             and
             could
             not
             you
             have
             stay'd
             'till
             they
             were
             Cold
             ?
             VVhy
             I
             thought
             they
             had
             been
             Cold
             ,
             says
             the
             Fool.
             You
             might
             have
             known
             they
             were
             Hot
             says
             t'other
             by
             their
             Smoaking
             .
             The
             Fool
             carried
             this
             in
             his
             Mind
             too
             ;
             and
             going
             a
             while
             after
             to
             a
             Spring-Head
             to
             quench
             his
             Thirst
             ,
             he
             fancy'd
             that
             the
             Fountain
             Smoak'd
             too
             ;
             and
             there
             he
             staid
             'till
             he
             was
             almost
             Choak'd
             ,
             for
             fear
             of
             Burning
             his
             Chops
             once
             again
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               This
               very
               Innocent
               may
               serve
               to
               Teach
               Wise
               Men
               Caution
               ,
               that
               they
               Examine
               Matters
               before
               they
               pass
               a
               Iudgment
               upon
               them
               ;
               for
               otherwise
               we
               live
               at
               a
               kind
               of
               Hap
               Hazzard
               ,
               and
               without
               any
               Insight
               into
               Causes
               and
               Effects
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               a
               Great
               Folly
               not
               to
               Distinguish
               betwixt
               things
               Extreamly
               Differing
               in
               their
               Qualities
               and
               Nature
               ;
               't
               is
               no
               wonder
               to
               find
               one
               Simplicity
               of
               this
               Kind
               follow'd
               with
               more
               ;
               for
               Weak
               Men
               will
               be
               still
               applying
               the
               last
               Rule
               to
               the
               next
               Case
               ,
               for
               want
               of
               Reasoning
               and
               Connecting
               upon
               the
               whole
               .
               'T
               is
               an
               Odd
               Thing
               now
               ,
               that
               a
               Mountebank
               should
               get
               Reputation
               by
               the
               same
               Error
               that
               makes
               an
               Idiot
               yet
               more
               Ridiculous
               ;
               that
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               by
               Prescribing
               the
               same
               Remedy
               to
               all
               Diseases
               .
               There
               was
               just
               such
               another
               Innocent
               as
               this
               ,
               in
               my
               Fathers
               Family
               :
               He
               did
               the
               Course
               Work
               in
               the
               Kitchin
               ,
               and
               was
               bid
               at
               his
               first
               Coming
               to
               take
               off
               the
               Range
               ,
               and
               let
               down
               the
               Cynders
               before
               he
               went
               to
               Bed.
               The
               Poor
               Silly
               Wretch
               laid
               Hands
               of
               the
               Irons
               ,
               when
               they
               were
               next
               to
               
                 Red
                 Hot
              
               yet
               ,
               and
               they
               stuck
               to
               his
               Fingers
               ,
               
                 A
                 Vengeance
                 on
                 ye
              
               ,
               says
               he
               ,
               
                 Y'
                 are
                 as
                 Warm
                 as
                 Wool
              
               ;
               and
               so
               shook
               'em
               off
               again
               .
               Now
               this
               Innocent
               ,
               I
               dare
               Answer
               for
               him
               ,
               had
               never
               read
               Camerarius
               ,
               so
               that
               he
               did
               not
               Burn
               his
               Fingers
               by
               that
               Copy
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXXXIX
             .
             A
             Cock
             and
             Horses
             .
          
           
             A
             Cock
             was
             got
             into
             a
             Stable
             ,
             and
             there
             was
             he
             Nestling
             in
             the
             Straw
             among
             the
             Horses
             ;
             and
             still
             as
             the
             Fit
             took
             'em
             ,
             they
             'd
             be
             Stamping
             and
             Flinging
             ,
             and
             laying
             about
             'em
             with
             their
             Heels
             .
             So
             the
             Cock
             very
             gravely
             Admonish'd
             them
             ;
             Pray
             my
             Good
             Friends
             ,
             let
             us
             have
             a
             Care
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             that
             we
             don't
             Tread
             upon
             One
             Another
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Unequal
               Conversations
               are
               Dangerous
               and
               Inconvenient
               to
               the
               Weaker
               Side
               in
               many
               Respects
               ,
               whether
               it
               be
               in
               Regard
               of
               Quality
               ,
               Fortune
               ,
               or
               the
               like
               ;
               where
               the
               weight
               of
               the
               One
               ,
               sinks
               the
               Other
               :
               And
               no
               matter
               whether
               we
               Embark
               out
               of
               Vanity
               or
               Folly
               ;
               for
               't
               is
               Hazzardous
               both
               ways
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               So
               says
               many
               a
               Vain
               Fool
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               as
               this
               Cock
               does
               in
               the
               Like
               Case
               ,
               and
               Exposes
               himself
               to
               Scorn
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               Destruction
               .
               'T
               is
               a
               necessary
               Point
               of
               Wisdom
               for
               People
               to
               sort
               themselves
               with
               fit
               Company
               ,
               and
               to
               make
               a
               Right
               Judgment
               of
               their
               Conversation
               .
               I
               do
               not
               mean
               in
               the
               matter
               of
               Morals
               only
               ,
               where
               Vicious
               and
               Ill
               Habits
               are
               Contagious
               ;
               but
               there
               should
               a
               Regard
               be
               had
               to
               the
               very
               Size
               ,
               Quality
               and
               Degree
               of
               the
               Men
               that
               we
               Frequent
               :
               For
               where
               the
               Disproportion
               is
               very
               great
               ,
               a
               Man
               may
               be
               Ruin'd
               without
               Malice
               ,
               and
               Crush'd
               to
               Pieces
               by
               the
               Weight
               even
               of
               One
               that
               has
               a
               Kindness
               for
               him
               .
               Now
               where
               we
               Misjudge
               the
               Matter
               ,
               a
               Miscarriage
               draws
               Pity
               after
               it
               ,
               but
               when
               we
               are
               Transported
               by
               Pride
               and
               Vanity
               into
               so
               Dangerous
               an
               Af●…
               ,
               our
               Ruin
               lies
               at
               our
               own
               Door
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXL.
             A
             Gard'ner
             and
             a
             Mole
             .
          
           
             A
             Gard'ner
             took
             a
             Mole
             in
             his
             Grounds
             ,
             and
             the
             Question
             was
             ,
             whether
             he
             should
             put
             her
             to
             Death
             or
             no.
             The
             Mole
             Pleaded
             that
             she
             was
             one
             of
             his
             Family
             ,
             and
             Digg'd
             his
             Garden
             for
             Nothing
             :
             Nay
             ,
             she
             Insisted
             upon
             't
             ,
             what
             Pity
             't
             was
             to
             Destroy
             a
             Creature
             that
             had
             so
             smooth
             a
             Skin
             ,
             and
             Twenty
             other
             Little
             Pretences
             .
             Come
             ,
             come
             ,
             says
             the
             
             Gard'ner
             ,
             I
             am
             not
             to
             be
             Fool'd
             with
             a
             Parcel
             of
             Fair
             VVords
             :
             You
             have
             Nothing
             for
             Digging
             't
             is
             True
             ;
             but
             pray
             who
             set
             you
             at
             VVork
             ?
             Is
             it
             for
             my
             Service
             d'
             ye
             think
             ,
             to
             have
             my
             Plants
             and
             my
             Herbs
             torn
             up
             by
             the
             Roots
             ?
             And
             what
             's
             your
             bus'ness
             at
             last
             ,
             but
             by
             doing
             all
             you
             can
             for
             the
             filling
             of
             your
             own
             Belly
             ,
             to
             leave
             me
             nothing
             to
             Eat
             ?
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXLI
             .
             A
             Man
             and
             a
             Weazle
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Weazle
             taken
             in
             a
             Trapp
             ,
             and
             whether
             she
             should
             Dye
             or
             not
             ,
             was
             the
             Point
             :
             The
             Master
             of
             the
             House
             Charg'd
             her
             with
             heavy
             Misdemeanors
             ,
             and
             the
             Poor
             Vermine
             stood
             much
             upon
             her
             Innocence
             and
             Merit
             .
             Why
             says
             she
             ,
             I
             keep
             your
             House
             clear
             of
             Mice
             .
             Well
             ,
             says
             the
             Man
             ,
             but
             you
             do
             't
             for
             your
             Own
             sake
             ,
             not
             for
             Mine
             .
             What
             work
             would
             they
             make
             in
             the
             Pantry
             and
             the
             Larder
             ,
             (
             says
             she
             )
             if
             it
             were
             not
             for
             me
             ?
             And
             in
             the
             mean
             time
             (
             says
             the
             Master
             of
             the
             House
             )
             You
             your Self
             devour
             the
             same
             things
             that
             they
             would
             have
             Eaten
             ,
             Mice
             and
             All
             :
             But
             you
             would
             fain
             sham
             it
             upon
             me
             ,
             that
             you
             do
             me
             a
             Service
             ,
             when
             in
             Truth
             you
             do
             me
             an
             Injury
             ;
             and
             therefore
             you
             deserve
             a
             double
             Death
             ;
             First
             ,
             For
             the
             Fault
             it self
             ,
             and
             then
             for
             the
             Justification
             of
             it
             .
          
           
             
               The
               Moral
               of
               the
               Two
               Fables
               above
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               according
               to
               the
               Course
               of
               those
               Kind
               Offices
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               which
               we
               call
               Friendship
               ,
               to
               do
               one
               another
               Good
               for
               our
               Own
               Sakes
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE'
               's
               nothing
               Commoner
               in
               this
               World
               then
               the
               Case
               of
               the
               Mole
               here
               and
               the
               Weazle
               :
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               the
               Case
               of
               People
               that
               Value
               themselves
               mightily
               upon
               Merit
               ;
               when
               in
               the
               mean
               time
               they
               do
               only
               their
               own
               Bus'ness
               .
               What
               Virtue
               is
               it
               for
               me
               to
               do
               another
               Man
               good
               by
               Chance
               ;
               or
               where
               's
               the
               Obligation
               of
               doing
               it
               for
               my
               own
               Profit
               ?
               'T
               is
               the
               Will
               of
               a
               Man
               that
               qualifies
               the
               Action
               .
               A
               Body
               may
               do
               me
               Good
               ,
               and
               yet
               Deserve
               to
               be
               Punish'd
               for
               't
               .
               He
               may
               save
               my
               Life
               for
               the
               purpose
               ,
               with
               an
               Intention
               to
               take
               it
               away
               .
               There
               is
               however
               some
               Regard
               to
               be
               had
               to
               the
               very
               Instrument
               that
               Providence
               makes
               use
               of
               for
               our
               Advantage
               .
               But
               this
               is
               out
               of
               a
               Respect
               to
               the
               Providence
               ,
               not
               to
               the
               Man
               :
               And
               we
               are
               not
               yet
               come
               up
               to
               the
               Force
               of
               the
               
               Fable
               neither
               ;
               for
               many
               People
               have
               the
               Confidence
               to
               Plead
               Merit
               ,
               when
               Effectually
               they
               do
               us
               Mischief
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXLII
             .
             A
             
               Woman
               ,
               Cat
            
             and
             Mice
             .
          
           
             A
             Good
             Woman
             that
             was
             willing
             to
             keep
             her
             Cheeses
             from
             the
             Mice
             ,
             thought
             to
             Mend
             the
             Matter
             by
             getting
             her
             a
             Cat.
             Now
             Puss
             Answer'd
             the
             Womans
             Intent
             and
             Expectation
             ,
             in
             keeping
             the
             Mice
             from
             Nibbling
             the
             Cheeses
             ;
             but
             she
             her self
             at
             the
             same
             time
             devour'd
             the
             Mice
             ,
             Cheese
             and
             all
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               This
               has
               been
               our
               Case
               within
               the
               Memory
               of
               Man
               :
               There
               were
               a
               matter
               of
               Half
               a
               Dozen
               Little
               Roguy
               Political
               Mice
               lay
               Nibbling
               at
               our
               Liberties
               and
               Properties
               ,
               and
               all
               Peoples
               Mouths
               Open'd
               for
               the
               Providing
               of
               some
               500
               Cats
               to
               Destroy
               them
               .
               The
               End
               on
               't
               was
               this
               ,
               they
               Kill'd
               the
               Vermine
               ;
               but
               then
               they
               Gobbled
               up
               Priviledges
               and
               All
               :
               And
               was
               not
               the
               World
               well
               Amended
               ?
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Present
               State
               of
               Things
               is
               best
               ,
               unless
               we
               may
               be
               very
               well
               Assur'd
               that
               the
               Danger
               of
               the
               Remedy
               is
               not
               Greater
               then
               that
               of
               the
               Disease
               :
               Nay
               it
               so
               falls
               out
               many
               times
               ,
               that
               a
               Thing
               may
               be
               Good
               for
               the
               Distemper
               ,
               and
               yet
               Mortal
               to
               the
               Patient
               :
               Wherefore
               Men
               should
               never
               Trouble
               their
               Heads
               about
               Innovations
               for
               slight
               Matters
               ,
               without
               a
               strict
               Calculation
               ,
               upon
               the
               Profit
               or
               Loss
               of
               the
               Exchange
               .
               The
               Fancy
               of
               the
               Cat
               and
               Mice
               ,
               Points
               very
               naturally
               at
               the
               Case
               of
               Monarchy
               and
               Episcopacy
               in
               the
               Days
               of
               King
               
                 Charles
                 the
                 First
              
               .
               There
               were
               Grievances
               of
               all
               sorts
               Complain'd
               of
               ,
               and
               Popular
               Disputes
               Rais'd
               about
               Prerogative
               and
               Arbitrary
               Power
               ,
               in
               the
               pretended
               Favour
               of
               Liberty
               and
               Property
               .
               Every
               thing
               was
               amiss
               they
               cry'd
               ,
               and
               nothing
               would
               serve
               the
               Turn
               but
               a
               General
               Reformation
               ;
               and
               what
               was
               the
               Issue
               at
               last
               ,
               but
               the
               Cat
               that
               should
               have
               Kill'd
               the
               Mice
               ,
               Eat
               up
               ,
               as
               the
               Fable
               says
               ,
               
                 Mice
                 ,
                 Cheese
                 and
                 All.
              
               
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXLIII
             .
             A
             Man
             in
             Tears
             for
             the
             Loss
             of
             his
             Wife
             .
          
           
             NEver
             had
             any
             Man
             such
             a
             Loss
             in
             a
             Woman
             certainly
             as
             I
             have
             had
             !
             cries
             a
             VViddower
             in
             the
             Flush
             of
             his
             Extravagancies
             for
             a
             Dead
             Wife
             :
             Never
             so
             dear
             a
             Creature
             !
             Never
             so
             Miserable
             a
             Wretch
             !
             And
             so
             he
             runs
             Raving
             on
             ,
             how
             he
             should
             Abhor
             the
             Sex
             it self
             now
             she
             is
             gone
             .
             As
             he
             was
             in
             the
             Transport
             of
             his
             Lamentations
             ,
             and
             about
             half
             thorough
             the
             Farce
             ,
             he
             started
             all
             on
             a
             sudden
             ,
             and
             call'd
             out
             to
             the
             Woman
             about
             the
             Body
             ,
             (
             who
             it
             seems
             ,
             had
             gotten
             the
             best
             Piece
             of
             Linnen
             in
             the
             House
             for
             a
             Winding
             Sheet
             ;
             )
             Pray
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             will
             you
             take
             another
             Cloth
             for
             the
             Present
             ,
             and
             let
             this
             be
             laid
             by
             for
             my
             next
             Wife
             ,
             if
             it
             should
             be
             the
             Lords
             will
             to
             have
             me
             Bury
             another
             .
             This
             set
             the
             Company
             a
             Laughing
             ,
             for
             all
             their
             Sorrow
             ,
             to
             see
             the
             Good
             Man
             so
             soon
             brought
             to
             his
             Wits
             again
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Funeral
               Tears
               are
               but
               Matter
               of
               Form
               ;
               and
               it
               is
               a
               Distinguishing
               Mark
               of
               Hypocrisy
               ,
               to
               take
               upon
               us
               to
               be
               Kind
               as
               well
               as
               to
               be
               Righteous
               ,
               beyond
               Measure
               .
               But
               Time
               and
               Nature
               will
               bolt
               out
               the
               Truth
               of
               Things
               ,
               thorough
               all
               Disguises
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               IT
               is
               Morally
               Impossible
               for
               an
               Hypocrite
               to
               keep
               himself
               long
               upon
               his
               Guard
               ;
               for
               the
               Force
               is
               Unnatural
               ,
               and
               the
               least
               Slip
               or
               Surprize
               ,
               either
               of
               Word
               ,
               Look
               ,
               or
               Action
               ,
               Discovers
               the
               Cheat.
               'T
               was
               well
               enough
               put
               to
               a
               Fellow
               under
               the
               same
               Circumstances
               ,
               by
               a
               Friend
               of
               his
               ,
               when
               he
               saw
               nothing
               else
               would
               Comfort
               him
               :
               Come
               ,
               says
               he
               ,
               after
               all
               this
               Roaring
               and
               Tearing
               ,
               what
               Boot
               at
               last
               betwixt
               my
               Warm
               Wife
               ,
               and
               thy
               Cold
               one
               ?
               Which
               may
               serve
               for
               a
               Notable
               Moral
               of
               Consolation
               in
               some
               Cases
               ;
               Witness
               the
               Gentleman
               that
               try'd
               both
               Fortunes
               in
               one
               and
               the
               same
               Woman
               .
               His
               Wife
               was
               given
               over
               ,
               and
               himself
               waiting
               in
               the
               next
               Room
               ,
               with
               the
               Rage
               and
               Impatience
               of
               a
               Mad-man
               ,
               for
               fear
               of
               Ill
               News
               ;
               when
               at
               last
               ,
               in
               comes
               one
               of
               the
               Nurses
               to
               him
               with
               the
               Dismal
               Tydings
               ,
               that
               
                 my
                 Poor
                 Lady
                 was
                 Dead
                 ,
                 and
                 had
                 been
                 now
                 Stone
                 Cold
                 for
                 at
                 least
                 a
                 Quarter
                 of
                 an
                 Hour
                 .
              
               My
               Dear
               Wife
               Dead
               ?
               says
               he
               .
               Nay
               we
               'll
               never
               part
               sure
               ;
               and
               so
               with
               a
               Thousand
               Frantick
               Exclamations
               ,
               he
               strips
               immediately
               ,
               and
               to
               Bed
               to
               her
               he
               goes
               ,
               takes
               her
               into
               his
               Arms
               ,
               and
               there
               Treats
               her
               with
               all
               the
               Tender
               Passionate
               Things
               that
               a
               Well-acted
               Love
               and
               Desparation
               could
               put
               into
               his
               Mouth
               :
               Winding
               up
               all
               in
               fine
               ,
               with
               this
               Resolution
               ,
               that
               he
               would
               never
               forsake
               her
               ,
               but
               they
               must
               Live
               and
               Dye
               together
               .
               Let
               this
               Instance
               serve
               for
               
               a
               Caution
               to
               People
               how
               they
               Play
               with
               Edge
               Tools
               ;
               for
               this
               Fooling
               brought
               the
               Woman
               to
               Life
               〈◊〉
               ,
               and
               turn'd
               the
               Jest
               into
               Earnest
               .
               Nay
               ,
               the
               Man
               Himself
               took
               it
               for
               a
               Warning
               too
               ;
               for
               from
               that
               time
               to
               the
               Hour
               of
               her
               Death
               ,
               which
               was
               near
               Seven
               Year
               after
               ,
               he
               never
               came
               betwixt
               a
               pair
               of
               Sheets
               with
               her
               .
               But
               to
               conclude
               all
               in
               a
               Word
               ;
               happy
               is
               the
               Man
               ,
               (
               considering
               the
               Hazzards
               of
               Conjugal
               Disagreements
               ,
               Ungracious
               Children
               ,
               None
               at
               all
               ,
               or
               the
               Loss
               of
               them
               ,
               and
               Twenty
               other
               common
               Circumstances
               ,
               )
               that
               in
               a
               Marry'd
               State
               ,
               has
               the
               good
               Fortune
               to
               make
               a
               Saving
               Game
               on
               't
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXLIV
             .
             A
             
               Rich
               Man
            
             that
             would
             be
             no
             Richer
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Huge
             Rich
             Man
             ,
             that
             could
             neither
             Eat
             nor
             Sleep
             for
             fear
             of
             Losing
             his
             Mony
             :
             The
             whole
             Entertainment
             of
             his
             Life
             was
             Vision
             and
             Phantome
             ;
             Thieves
             ,
             Earthquakes
             ,
             Inundations
             ;
             nothing
             in
             short
             came
             amiss
             to
             him
             ,
             that
             was
             Possible
             ,
             Dangerous
             ,
             and
             Terrible
             .
             In
             this
             Torment
             of
             a
             Restless
             Imagination
             ,
             he
             call'd
             a
             Begger
             to
             him
             ,
             told
             him
             his
             Case
             ;
             and
             now
             says
             he
             I
             must
             send
             you
             presently
             of
             an
             Errand
             to
             Fortune
             .
             Go
             your
             ways
             to
             her
             immediately
             ,
             (
             you
             'll
             find
             her
             in
             Iapan
             ,
             )
             and
             desire
             her
             from
             me
             ,
             that
             for
             the
             future
             she
             'll
             never
             Trouble
             her self
             further
             upon
             any
             Accompt
             of
             mine
             ;
             for
             I
             am
             absolutely
             resolv'd
             never
             to
             touch
             Penny
             of
             her
             Mony
             more
             .
             Be
             gone
             this
             very
             Moment
             ,
             and
             I
             'll
             give
             you
             a
             Hundred
             Crowns
             for
             your
             Pains
             .
             Why
             truly
             Sir
             ,
             says
             the
             Poor
             Fellow
             ,
             't
             is
             a
             great
             way
             ;
             but
             yet
             (
             after
             a
             little
             Humming
             and
             Hawing
             upon
             't
             ,
             )
             he
             agreed
             to
             undertake
             the
             Jobb
             .
             Do
             so
             then
             ,
             says
             the
             Rich
             Chuff
             ,
             and
             you
             shall
             have
             your
             Ninety
             Crowns
             down
             upon
             the
             Nail
             .
             The
             poor
             Creature
             stuck
             a
             while
             upon
             the
             other
             Ten
             that
             he
             promis'd
             ;
             but
             at
             last
             came
             to
             his
             Price
             ,
             and
             for
             Ninety
             he
             was
             to
             go
             .
             Well
             then
             ,
             says
             the
             Miserable
             Churl
             ,
             
               A
               Bargain
               's
               a
               Bargain
            
             ,
             and
             Fourscore
             Crowns
             you
             shall
             certainly
             have
             .
             At
             this
             Rate
             he
             went
             Chaffering
             on
             ,
             till
             by
             Bating
             Ten
             and
             Ten
             still
             upon
             every
             New
             Demand
             ,
             the
             Man
             was
             e'en
             fain
             to
             Content
             himself
             with
             Ten
             Crowns
             at
             last
             for
             the
             whole
             Journey
             .
             And
             so
             away
             he
             goes
             to
             Fortune
             ;
             finds
             her
             out
             ,
             and
             delivers
             his
             Errand
             :
             And
             says
             he
             ,
             since
             that
             Rich
             Man
             will
             have
             no
             more
             ,
             pray
             be
             so
             good
             as
             to
             give
             Me
             that
             am
             ready
             to
             Starve
             ,
             what
             you
             would
             otherwise
             have
             given
             to
             a
             Man
             that
             does
             not
             want
             it
             .
             No
             ,
             says
             Fortune
             ,
             as
             for
             his
             Part
             ,
             I
             am
             
             Resolv'd
             to
             Plague
             him
             with
             thrice
             as
             much
             more
             as
             he
             has
             already
             ,
             in
             spite
             of
             his
             very
             Teeth
             ;
             and
             then
             for
             your
             part
             ,
             I
             'll
             e'en
             keep
             ye
             in
             a
             Starving
             Condition
             as
             I
             found
             ye
             ,
             to
             the
             last
             Minute
             of
             your
             Life
             ,
             and
             make
             good
             the
             Old
             Saying
             to
             ye
             ;
             
               That
               he
               that
               's
               Born
               under
               a
               Three-penny
               Plannet
               ,
               shall
               never
               be
               worth
               a
               Groat
               .
            
             'T
             is
             true
             ,
             y
             'ave
             gotten
             Ten
             Crowns
             in
             Hand
             ,
             and
             you
             should
             never
             have
             had
             that
             neither
             ,
             if
             I
             had
             not
             been
             Fast
             Asleep
             when
             they
             were
             Deliver'd
             ye
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Not
               One
               Man
               of
               a
               Thousand
               knows
               his
               own
               Mind
               .
               Some
               Men
               shall
               be
               Rich
               in
               spite
               of
               their
               Teeth
               .
               And
               then
               on
               the
               Other
               Hand
               ,
               All
               the
               Carking
               and
               Caring
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               shall
               not
               keep
               a
               Man
               above
               Water
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               The
               Covetous
               Man
               is
               
                 never
                 well
              
               (
               as
               we
               say
               )
               
                 either
                 Full
                 or
                 Fasting
              
               :
               Avarice
               has
               a
               great
               deal
               in
               't
               of
               the
               Dog-Appetite
               .
               It
               is
               Greedy
               ,
               Ravenous
               and
               Insatiable
               ;
               Raving
               Mad
               after
               what
               it
               has
               not
               ,
               and
               Sick
               of
               what
               it
               has
               ;
               for
               it
               Digests
               nothing
               ,
               and
               the
               very
               Success
               of
               the
               Wickedness
               ,
               is
               the
               Plague
               on
               't
               .
               Nay
               ,
               and
               the
               Two
               Extremes
               of
               Want
               and
               Abundance
               are
               so
               near
               a
               kin
               too
               ,
               that
               the
               Misery
               of
               both
               these
               Opposite
               States
               ,
               takes
               its
               Rise
               in
               a
               great
               Measure
               from
               the
               same
               Root
               .
               Only
               Men
               are
               Sollicitous
               in
               the
               One
               Case
               how
               to
               Get
               ,
               that
               which
               they
               are
               as
               Sollicitous
               in
               the
               other
               Case
               how
               to
               Keep
               ;
               and
               the
               Pain
               of
               the
               Disappointment
               ,
               whether
               in
               Missing
               or
               in
               Losing
               ,
               is
               much
               the
               same
               .
               For
               what
               's
               the
               Difference
               betwixt
               having
               Nothing
               at
               all
               Originally
               ,
               and
               after
               such
               or
               such
               an
               Acquisition
               ,
               having
               Nothing
               at
               all
               Left
               ?
               'T
               is
               but
               Nothing
               against
               Nothing
               both
               ways
               :
               And
               the
               Case
               has
               much
               in
               it
               of
               what
               we
               find
               in
               an
               Extream
               Drought
               ,
               or
               a
               Nauseous
               Surfeit
               .
               Men
               are
               ready
               to
               Choak
               for
               want
               of
               Drink
               ,
               and
               when
               they
               have
               Overcharg'd
               themselves
               with
               more
               then
               Nature
               will
               bear
               ,
               they
               are
               ready
               to
               Dye
               on
               that
               Hand
               too
               ,
               'till
               they
               have
               it
               up
               again
               .
               Now
               to
               carry
               on
               the
               Allusion
               ,
               here
               's
               a
               Covetous
               Man
               Deliberating
               betwixt
               the
               Qualms
               of
               a
               Wambling
               Stomach
               ,
               and
               an
               Unsettled
               Mind
               .
               Here
               is
               he
               Defying
               Fortune
               and
               all
               her
               Works
               ;
               he
               'll
               have
               no
               more
               to
               do
               with
               her
               ,
               he
               says
               ,
               and
               so
               he
               Talks
               and
               does
               on
               at
               the
               rate
               of
               Almost
               
                 Half
                 a
                 Christian.
              
               But
               he
               does
               not
               yet
               know
               his
               own
               Mind
               it
               seems
               ,
               for
               while
               he
               is
               Renouncing
               the
               World
               and
               the
               Devil
               on
               the
               One
               Hand
               ,
               he
               strikes
               a
               League
               with
               them
               on
               the
               other
               ,
               and
               in
               the
               same
               Breath
               Practises
               what
               he
               pretends
               to
               Disclaim
               ,
               and
               Couzens
               the
               Labourer
               of
               his
               Hire
               .
               We
               are
               not
               therefore
               to
               value
               our Selves
               upon
               the
               Merit
               of
               Ejaculatory
               Repentances
               ,
               that
               take
               us
               by
               Fits
               and
               Starts
               ,
               and
               look
               liker
               Confessions
               upon
               the
               Torture
               ,
               then
               Acts
               of
               Piety
               and
               Conscience
               .
               'T
               is
               not
               for
               a
               Desultory
               Thought
               ,
               to
               attone
               for
               a
               Lewd
               Course
               of
               Life
               ;
               nor
               for
               any
               thing
               but
               the
               Super-inducing
               of
               a
               Virtuous
               Habit
               upon
               a
               Vicious
               One
               ,
               to
               qualify
               an
               Effectual
               Conversion
               .
               We
               are
               to
               Distinguish
               betwixt
               this
               Miser's
               being
               Weary
               of
               the
               Anxious
               Condition
               he
               was
               in
               ,
               and
               his
               Repenting
               the
               Iniquity
               of
               his
               Oppression
               and
               Extortion
               :
               But
               Fortune
               will
               have
               him
               Richer
               and
               Richer
               still
               ,
               in
               spite
               of
               
               his
               Heart
               :
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               for
               his
               Greater
               Condemnation
               and
               Punishment
               .
               And
               the
               last
               Touch
               is
               to
               shew
               us
               ,
               in
               the
               Churlishness
               of
               Fortune
               ,
               what
               a
               Poor
               Honest
               Man
               has
               to
               Trust
               to
               in
               this
               World.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXLV
             .
             An
             Eagle
             sets
             up
             for
             a
             Beauty
             .
          
           
             IT
             was
             once
             put
             to
             the
             Question
             among
             the
             Birds
             ,
             which
             of
             the
             whole
             Tribe
             or
             sort
             of
             'em
             was
             the
             Greatest
             Beauty
             .
             The
             Eagle
             gave
             her
             Voice
             for
             her self
             ,
             and
             Carry'd
             it
             .
             Yes
             ,
             says
             a
             Peacock
             in
             a
             soft
             Voice
             by
             the
             by
             ,
             You
             are
             a
             great
             Beauty
             indeed
             ;
             but
             it
             lyes
             in
             your
             Beak
             ,
             and
             in
             your
             Talons
             ,
             that
             make
             it
             Death
             to
             Dispute
             it
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Veneration
               that
               is
               pay'd
               to
               Great
               and
               Powerful
               Men
               ,
               is
               but
               
                 from
                 the
                 Teeth
                 outward
              
               ,
               not
               from
               the
               Heart
               ;
               and
               more
               out
               of
               Fear
               then
               Love.
               
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Beauty
               in
               the
               Fable
               ,
               Extends
               in
               the
               Moral
               to
               all
               the
               Advantages
               in
               Human
               Nature
               that
               One
               Man
               can
               pretend
               to
               have
               over
               Another
               :
               Let
               it
               be
               matter
               of
               Honour
               ,
               Title
               ,
               Justice
               ,
               Good
               Faith
               ,
               Conscience
               ,
               &c.
               for
               
                 the
                 Longer
                 Sword
                 can
                 do
                 no
                 Wrong
              
               ;
               and
               rather
               then
               fail
               ,
               the
               Laws
               of
               God
               and
               Man
               shall
               take
               up
               Arms
               against
               themselves
               in
               defence
               of
               the
               most
               Extravagant
               of
               Conquests
               .
               Religion
               is
               a
               kind
               of
               a
               Two
               Edged-Sword
               in
               the
               Hands
               of
               a
               Man
               of
               Might
               ,
               that
               Cuts
               both
               ways
               alike
               ;
               and
               it
               is
               either
               Right
               or
               Wrong
               ,
               or
               Wrong
               or
               Right
               ,
               as
               Occasion
               serves
               .
               Take
               it
               by
               One
               Light
               ,
               't
               is
               an
               Angel
               ;
               by
               Another
               ,
               't
               is
               a
               Devil
               :
               And
               so
               't
               is
               
                 Pro
                 &
                 Con
              
               at
               the
               same
               time
               .
               The
               whole
               World
               and
               the
               Bus'ness
               of
               it
               is
               Manag'd
               by
               Flattery
               and
               Paradox
               ;
               the
               one
               sets
               up
               False
               Gods
               ,
               and
               the
               other
               Maintains
               them
               .
               Power
               in
               short
               ,
               is
               Beauty
               ,
               Wit
               ,
               Courage
               ,
               and
               all
               Good
               Things
               in
               One
               ,
               where
               Slaves
               and
               Parasites
               are
               Judges
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXLVI
             .
             An
             Image
             Expos'd
             to
             Sale.
             
          
           
             A
             Certain
             Carver
             ,
             that
             had
             a
             Mercury
             lay
             a
             great
             while
             upon
             his
             Hands
             ,
             bethought
             himself
             at
             last
             of
             Billing
             it
             about
             in
             Coffee-Houses
             ,
             that
             at
             such
             a
             place
             there
             was
             a
             God
             to
             be
             Sold
             ,
             a
             Merry
             Penn'orth
             ,
             and
             such
             a
             Deity
             as
             would
             make
             
             any
             Man
             Rich
             that
             Bought
             him
             .
             Well
             (
             says
             One
             )
             And
             why
             d'
             ye
             Sell
             him
             then
             ?
             For
             he
             will
             make
             you
             Rich
             ,
             if
             you
             Keep
             him
             ,
             as
             well
             as
             he
             will
             make
             me
             Rich
             if
             I
             Buy
             him
             .
             You
             say
             very
             Right
             says
             t'other
             ;
             but
             't
             is
             Ready
             Mony
             that
             I
             want
             ,
             and
             the
             Purchaser
             will
             have
             only
             an
             Estate
             in
             Reversion
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Ready
               Mony
               goes
               as
               far
               in
               Religion
               as
               in
               Trade
               :
               People
               are
               willing
               to
               Keep
               what
               they
               Have
               ,
               and
               to
               get
               what
               they
               Can
               ,
               without
               Launching
               out
               into
               Lives
               ,
               and
               Uncertainties
               .
               They
               are
               well
               enough
               Content
               to
               deal
               in
               the
               Sale
               of
               Reversions
               ,
               but
               they
               do
               not
               much
               care
               for
               Buying
               them
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Old
               Saying
               ,
               
                 A
                 Bird
                 in
                 the
                 Hand
                 is
                 worth
                 Two
                 in
                 the
                 Bush
                 ,
              
               holds
               with
               most
               People
               in
               Religious
               Matters
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               in
               Civil
               .
               A
               Sum
               of
               Mony
               down
               upon
               the
               Nail
               ,
               goes
               further
               with
               them
               ,
               then
               Heaven
               it self
               in
               the
               Reversion
               .
               Where
               we
               are
               in
               the
               Dark
               ,
               we
               are
               but
               too
               apt
               to
               be
               Doubtful
               ,
               and
               to
               reckon
               upon
               it
               in
               the
               common
               Acceptation
               of
               Flesh
               and
               Blood
               ,
               as
               the
               Parting
               with
               a
               Certainty
               for
               an
               Uncertainty
               .
               Now
               the
               Moral
               of
               this
               Fable
               must
               be
               Understood
               to
               Tax
               the
               Vanity
               and
               Error
               of
               the
               Common
               Practice
               and
               Opinion
               of
               the
               World
               in
               this
               Matter
               .
               The
               Fiction
               methinks
               has
               somewhat
               in
               't
               of
               the
               
                 French
                 Libertines
              
               Conceit
               to
               a
               Severe
               Religious
               upon
               the
               Point
               of
               Mortification
               :
               Father
               (
               says
               he
               )
               What
               's
               the
               Meaning
               of
               all
               these
               Austerities
               of
               Hard
               Living
               ,
               Hair
               Shirts
               ,
               Watching
               ,
               Fastings
               ,
               and
               I
               know
               not
               what
               ?
               Oh
               Brother
               (
               says
               the
               Holy
               Man
               )
               't
               is
               all
               for
               Paradise
               .
               Well
               (
               says
               the
               Licentious
               Droll
               again
               )
               but
               what
               if
               there
               should
               be
               no
               Paradise
               at
               last
               ,
               are
               not
               you
               finely
               brought
               to
               Bed
               then
               ?
               The
               Mockery
               of
               this
               Fable
               is
               somewhat
               a-kin
               to
               the
               Freak
               of
               this
               Story
               ,
               and
               by
               no
               means
               to
               be
               Allow'd
               of
               but
               in
               Reprehension
               of
               so
               Irreverend
               a
               Freedom
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXLVII
             .
             Demetrius
             and
             Menander
             .
          
           
             WHen
             
               Demetrius
               Phalaraeus
            
             (
             a
             Tyrant
             and
             an
             Usurper
             ,
             )
             took
             Possession
             of
             Athens
             ,
             how
             was
             he
             Beset
             and
             Pursu'd
             with
             the
             Huzza's
             and
             Acclamations
             of
             the
             People
             !
             Nay
             ,
             and
             the
             Leading
             Men
             of
             the
             City
             too
             ,
             with
             Joy
             in
             their
             Looks
             ,
             and
             Gall
             in
             their
             Hearts
             ,
             striving
             who
             should
             be
             Foremost
             in
             the
             Solemnity
             ,
             to
             cry
             
               Vive
               Demetrius
            
             ,
             and
             Kiss
             the
             Hand
             that
             Enslav'd
             them
             .
             After
             them
             follow'd
             the
             Men
             of
             Ease
             ,
             Luxury
             and
             Pleasure
             ,
             for
             fear
             of
             being
             thought
             Wanting
             in
             point
             of
             
             Affection
             and
             Respect
             .
             Maenander
             the
             Famous
             Comical
             Poet
             was
             one
             of
             the
             Number
             ,
             but
             in
             so
             Loose
             a
             Garb
             and
             Dress
             ,
             and
             with
             so
             Unmanly
             a
             kind
             of
             March
             and
             Motion
             ,
             that
             Demetrius
             had
             his
             Eye
             upon
             him
             presently
             ,
             and
             call'd
             Aloud
             to
             know
             how
             such
             an
             Effeminate
             Sot
             durst
             presume
             to
             Appear
             in
             his
             Presence
             .
             Somebody
             gave
             the
             Tyrant
             immediately
             a
             Whisper
             ,
             and
             told
             him
             ,
             Sir
             says
             he
             ,
             This
             is
             the
             Poet
             Maenander
             that
             you
             your self
             have
             been
             pleas'd
             to
             own
             so
             Great
             an
             Admiration
             and
             Esteem
             for
             .
             Demetrius
             recollects
             himself
             ,
             and
             changes
             his
             Humour
             in
             the
             very
             instant
             ;
             calls
             Maenander
             to
             him
             ,
             and
             Treats
             him
             with
             all
             the
             Instances
             imaginable
             of
             a
             singular
             Liking
             and
             Respect
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               This
               Fable
               sets
               forth
               the
               Slavish
               Humour
               and
               Practice
               of
               the
               World
               ,
               upon
               all
               Violent
               Changes
               ,
               let
               them
               be
               never
               so
               Impious
               and
               Unjust
               :
               And
               it
               shews
               us
               again
               ,
               that
               no
               Tyrants
               Heart
               can
               be
               so
               Harden'd
               ,
               but
               it
               may
               be
               Soften'd
               ,
               and
               wrought
               upon
               by
               the
               Force
               of
               Wit
               and
               Good
               Letters
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               no
               Wonder
               ,
               where
               there
               's
               Power
               on
               the
               One
               Side
               ,
               to
               find
               Flattery
               and
               Slavery
               on
               the
               Other
               :
               Nor
               is
               there
               any
               Inference
               to
               be
               drawn
               from
               the
               Outward
               Pomp
               of
               Popular
               Addresses
               and
               Applause
               ,
               to
               an
               Inward
               Congruity
               of
               Affections
               in
               the
               Heart
               :
               For
               Blessings
               and
               Cursings
               come
               out
               of
               the
               same
               Mouth
               .
               These
               Noisy
               Acclamations
               are
               rather
               made
               of
               Mode
               and
               Ceremony
               ,
               then
               of
               Zeal
               and
               good
               Will
               ;
               and
               the
               Huzza's
               of
               the
               Rabble
               are
               the
               same
               to
               a
               Bear
               that
               they
               are
               to
               a
               Prince
               ,
               and
               signify
               no
               more
               to
               the
               One
               ,
               then
               they
               do
               to
               the
               Other
               .
               The
               Tyrants
               Reproof
               here
               of
               Maenander
               for
               his
               Meen
               and
               Garb
               ,
               and
               his
               Recollection
               then
               ,
               upon
               being
               better
               Inform'd
               ,
               are
               First
               ,
               to
               the
               Honour
               of
               his
               Character
               ,
               in
               being
               so
               Generous
               as
               upon
               so
               solemn
               an
               Occasion
               ,
               to
               own
               his
               Mistake
               :
               And
               Secondly
               ,
               Instructive
               to
               us
               ,
               that
               we
               are
               not
               to
               Judge
               of
               the
               Man
               by
               his
               Outside
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXLVIII
             .
             A
             Consultation
             about
             
               Securing
               a
               Town
            
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Council
             of
             Mechanicks
             call'd
             to
             Advise
             about
             the
             Fortifying
             of
             a
             City
             ;
             A
             Bricklayer
             was
             for
             Walling
             it
             with
             Stone
             ;
             a
             Carpenter
             was
             of
             Opinion
             ,
             that
             Timber
             would
             be
             worth
             Forty
             on
             't
             :
             And
             after
             them
             ,
             up
             starts
             a
             Currier
             ,
             
             Gentlemen
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             when
             y
             'ave
             said
             all
             that
             can
             be
             said
             ,
             there
             's
             nothing
             in
             the
             World
             like
             Leather
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Charity
               begins
               at
               Home
               ,
               they
               say
               ,
               and
               't
               is
               every
               Man's
               Bus'ness
               in
               the
               First
               Place
               to
               look
               to
               his
               own
               Mothers
               Child
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               HERE
               was
               a
               Debate
               set
               afoot
               ,
               but
               the
               Board
               came
               to
               no
               Resolution
               we
               see
               ;
               and
               it
               could
               not
               be
               expected
               they
               should
               ,
               where
               the
               Advisers
               were
               Every
               Man
               Interessed
               for
               himself
               ,
               and
               consequently
               both
               Parties
               and
               Judges
               .
               This
               is
               the
               Fate
               and
               the
               Issue
               of
               all
               Mix'd
               Councils
               ,
               where
               the
               Members
               that
               are
               Intrusted
               with
               the
               Protection
               ,
               the
               Care
               ,
               and
               the
               Treasure
               of
               the
               Publick
               ,
               lye
               under
               the
               Temptation
               of
               Voting
               Honourable
               Charges
               to
               themselves
               ,
               and
               putting
               Mony
               in
               their
               own
               Pockets
               .
               These
               Men
               in
               some
               Cases
               are
               call'd
               Pensioners
               ,
               in
               others
               Patriots
               ;
               and
               in
               some
               again
               Committee
               Men
               ,
               according
               to
               the
               Humour
               of
               the
               Age
               they
               Live
               in
               .
               Now
               where
               a
               Sharper
               is
               allow'd
               both
               to
               Shuffle
               and
               Cut
               ,
               the
               Devil
               's
               in
               him
               if
               he
               does
               not
               deal
               himself
               a
               Good
               Game
               .
               The
               Disposers
               of
               other
               Peoples
               Fortunes
               seldom
               forget
               themselves
               ;
               and
               all
               this
               is
               no
               more
               then
               the
               Common
               Liberty
               that
               every
               Cook
               has
               of
               Licking
               his
               own
               Fingers
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXLIX
             .
             A
             Hedge
             Destroy'd
             for
             Bearing
             no
             Fruit.
             
          
           
             A
             Foolish
             Heir
             that
             was
             now
             come
             to
             the
             Possession
             of
             a
             Wise
             Man's
             Estate
             ,
             caus'd
             all
             the
             Bushes
             and
             Hedges
             about
             his
             Vineyard
             to
             be
             Grubb'd
             up
             ,
             because
             they
             brought
             him
             no
             Grapes
             .
             The
             Throwing
             down
             of
             this
             Hedge
             ,
             laid
             his
             Ground
             open
             to
             Man
             and
             Beast
             ,
             and
             all
             his
             Plants
             were
             presently
             Destroy'd
             .
             My
             Simple
             Young
             Master
             came
             now
             to
             be
             Convinc'd
             of
             his
             Folly
             ,
             in
             taking
             away
             the
             Guard
             that
             Preserv'd
             his
             Vines
             ,
             and
             in
             expecting
             Grapes
             from
             Brambles
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               needs
               as
               much
               Care
               and
               Industry
               to
               the
               Preserving
               of
               things
               ,
               as
               there
               does
               to
               the
               Acquiring
               of
               them
               ,
               and
               the
               Centinel
               is
               as
               necessary
               to
               the
               common
               Safety
               ,
               as
               he
               that
               Fights
               the
               Battle
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Parable
               of
               the
               Hedge
               and
               the
               Vineyard
               may
               be
               aptly
               enough
               expounded
               of
               the
               Laws
               that
               secure
               a
               Civil
               Community
               .
               So
               long
               as
               the
               Enclosure
               is
               kept
               up
               ,
               and
               maintain'd
               ,
               the
               Peace
               and
               the
               Order
               of
               the
               Publick
               is
               Provided
               for
               ;
               but
               if
               it
               be
               suffer'd
               by
               neglect
               ,
               either
               to
               fall
               to
               Decay
               ,
               or
               to
               be
               over-born
               by
               Violence
               ,
               and
               all
               laid
               in
               common
               ,
               the
               Beasts
               of
               the
               Forrest
               break
               into
               't
               ,
               and
               of
               a
               Vineyard
               it
               becomes
               a
               Wilderness
               .
               This
               Fable
               marks
               out
               to
               us
               also
               the
               double
               Folly
               of
               those
               that
               First
               Disappoint
               the
               Intent
               ,
               Use
               and
               Benefit
               of
               Things
               ,
               for
               want
               of
               Understanding
               the
               Reason
               of
               them
               .
               And
               Secondly
               ,
               ground
               all
               this
               upon
               as
               gross
               a
               Mistake
               of
               'em
               :
               For
               what
               's
               his
               Quarrel
               to
               the
               Hedge
               ,
               but
               that
               his
               Thorns
               and
               his
               Brambles
               did
               not
               bring
               forth
               Raisins
               rather
               then
               Haws
               and
               Blackberries
               ?
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCL
             .
             A
             Bull
             and
             a
             Gnat.
             
          
           
             A
             Gnat
             that
             had
             Planted
             himself
             upon
             the
             Horn
             of
             a
             Bull
             ,
             very
             Civilly
             begg'd
             the
             Bull
             's
             Pardon
             for
             his
             Importunity
             ;
             but
             rather
             then
             Incommode
             ye
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             I
             'll
             Remove
             .
             Oh
             never
             Trouble
             your
             Head
             for
             that
             ,
             says
             the
             Bull
             ;
             for
             't
             is
             all
             One
             to
             me
             whether
             you
             go
             or
             stay
             .
             I
             never
             felt
             ye
             when
             you
             sat
             down
             ,
             and
             I
             shall
             take
             as
             Little
             Notice
             of
             ye
             when
             you
             Rise
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Vanity
               of
               this
               Fly
               ,
               strikes
               at
               a
               Humour
               that
               we
               meet
               with
               every
               Day
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               in
               a
               Hundred
               Trifling
               ,
               Nonsensical
               People
               ,
               that
               will
               be
               still
               making
               Themselves
               more
               Considerable
               then
               they
               are
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               There
               are
               a
               Thousand
               Frivolous
               and
               Impertinent
               Pretensions
               of
               Civility
               that
               are
               struck
               at
               in
               this
               Fable
               ;
               and
               they
               well
               deserve
               to
               be
               Corrected
               ;
               for
               it
               is
               certainly
               one
               of
               the
               most
               Nauseous
               ,
               Mawmish
               Mortifications
               under
               the
               Sun
               ,
               for
               a
               Man
               of
               Sense
               and
               Bus'ness
               to
               have
               to
               do
               with
               a
               Punctual
               ,
               Finical
               Fop
               ,
               that
               's
               too
               too
               Mannerly
               ,
               and
               does
               every
               thing
               forfooth
               by
               Rule
               and
               Compass
               :
               Especially
               where
               his
               Quality
               ,
               Relation
               ,
               or
               Authority
               Entitles
               him
               to
               a
               Respect
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCLI
             .
             Rats
             that
             Eat
             Copper
             .
          
           
             A
             Merchant
             that
             had
             gotten
             a
             Friend
             of
             his
             to
             lay
             up
             a
             considerable
             Quantity
             of
             Copper
             for
             him
             ,
             comes
             afterward
             to
             have
             Occasion
             for
             't
             ,
             and
             so
             desires
             he
             may
             have
             his
             Copper
             again
             .
             Alas
             ,
             says
             his
             Friend
             ,
             my
             House
             is
             so
             Pester'd
             with
             Rats
             ,
             that
             they
             have
             gotten
             to
             your
             Copper
             ,
             and
             Eat
             it
             all
             up
             .
             The
             First
             Rats
             of
             that
             Diet
             ,
             says
             the
             Merchant
             ,
             that
             ever
             I
             heard
             of
             .
             O
             Good
             Sir
             ,
             says
             the
             Man
             ,
             't
             is
             a
             common
             thing
             with
             'em
             here
             in
             this
             Island
             .
             So
             away
             goes
             the
             Merchant
             ,
             and
             the
             next
             Morning
             comes
             his
             Friend
             to
             him
             ,
             Wringing
             his
             Hands
             ,
             and
             Exclaiming
             ,
             Oh
             what
             should
             he
             do
             !
             The
             Kidnappers
             had
             stoll'n
             away
             his
             only
             Child
             .
             Bless
             me
             ,
             says
             the
             Master
             ,
             this
             minds
             me
             of
             a
             Raven
             I
             saw
             Yesterday
             Steeple-high
             ,
             just
             over
             your
             House
             with
             a
             Child
             in
             's
             Foot
             :
             My
             Life
             for
             't
             ,
             that
             was
             your
             Child
             .
             No
             ,
             no
             ,
             says
             t'other
             ,
             a
             Raven
             Fly
             away
             with
             a
             Child
             !
             that
             's
             Impossible
             .
             Pardon
             me
             ,
             says
             the
             Merchant
             ,
             't
             is
             a
             common
             thing
             where
             Rats
             Eat
             Copper
             ,
             for
             Ravens
             to
             Fly
             away
             with
             Children
             .
             The
             Man
             found
             himself
             Beaten
             at
             his
             own
             Play
             ,
             and
             so
             Compounded
             with
             the
             Merchant
             to
             give
             him
             Satisfaction
             for
             his
             Copper
             ,
             upon
             condition
             that
             he
             might
             have
             his
             Child
             again
             ;
             for
             he
             had
             smelt
             it
             out
             by
             this
             time
             that
             the
             Merchant
             himself
             was
             the
             Kidnapper
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               a
               Dextrous
               Turn
               of
               Address
               ,
               to
               Bafflle
               One
               Banter
               with
               Another
               ;
               and
               the
               Nearer
               the
               Resemblance
               of
               the
               Humour
               ,
               the
               Hit
               is
               so
               much
               the
               Better
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               ONE
               Nail
               must
               be
               driven
               out
               with
               Another
               .
               Bantering
               is
               only
               an
               old
               way
               of
               Fooling
               ,
               under
               a
               new
               Name
               ;
               but
               the
               License
               of
               the
               Age
               has
               perhaps
               given
               it
               more
               Credit
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               in
               this
               Nation
               and
               Conjuncture
               then
               ever
               it
               had
               .
               It
               is
               a
               turn
               of
               Wit
               next
               to
               
                 Slight
                 of
                 Hand
              
               ;
               and
               the
               Play
               of
               
                 Iest
                 or
                 Earnest
              
               is
               as
               arrant
               a
               Iugglers
               Trick
               ,
               as
               little
               
                 Hocus's
                 Fast
                 or
                 Loose
              
               .
               It
               is
               a
               stroak
               of
               Wit
               Pleasant
               and
               Agreeable
               enough
               ,
               if
               it
               be
               kept
               within
               the
               Bounds
               of
               Sobriety
               ,
               Candor
               and
               Respect
               :
               But
               when
               it
               comes
               to
               Lash
               out
               once
               at
               a
               venture
               ,
               into
               matters
               Holy
               as
               well
               as
               Prophane
               ;
               when
               it
               comes
               once
               I
               say
               to
               be
               Intemperate
               ,
               Ill-Natur'd
               ,
               Scoptical
               ,
               Scandalous
               and
               Bitter
               ,
               't
               is
               a
               way
               of
               Conversation
               for
               a
               Merry-Andrew
               or
               a
               Buffoon
               ,
               rather
               then
               for
               a
               Man
               of
               Honour
               ,
               or
               of
               Common
               
               Sense
               .
               It
               is
               not
               one
               jot
               better
               then
               Boys
               Play
               ,
               when
               they
               cry
               ,
               
                 I
                 made
                 'em
                 Believe
                 so
              
               ;
               and
               that
               's
               the
               very
               Point
               at
               last
               that
               they
               drive
               at
               .
               
                 The
                 Rats
                 have
                 Eat
                 your
                 Copper
                 ,
              
               says
               the
               Trustee
               here
               to
               the
               Merchant
               .
               What
               was
               there
               more
               in
               this
               ,
               then
               to
               try
               whether
               the
               Merchant
               was
               a
               Fool
               or
               not
               ,
               and
               so
               to
               Couzen
               him
               if
               he
               had
               found
               him
               one
               ?
               Nay
               ,
               and
               to
               make
               him
               a
               Fool
               upon
               Record
               too
               by
               his
               own
               Confession
               ,
               both
               in
               one
               .
               Now
               if
               he
               had
               but
               put
               a
               Dammee
               to
               the
               Truth
               on
               't
               ,
               according
               to
               the
               Modish
               Humour
               of
               the
               Times
               ,
               some
               Soft-headed
               ,
               Conscientious
               Fop
               might
               have
               Swallow'd
               it
               perhaps
               ;
               but
               the
               Merchant
               very
               Dextrously
               turn'd
               the
               Conceit
               upon
               him
               ,
               and
               sav'd
               his
               Copper
               and
               his
               Credit
               both
               at
               once
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCLII
             .
             A
             
               Woman
               Reviv'd
            
             with
             Beating
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             an
             Untoward
             Perverse
             Piece
             of
             Womans
             Flesh
             that
             fell
             now
             and
             then
             under
             the
             Discipline
             of
             a
             little
             Family
             Correction
             ;
             and
             she
             had
             got
             a
             trick
             of
             throwing
             her self
             down
             upon
             her
             Back
             ,
             holding
             her
             Breath
             ,
             and
             there
             lying
             at
             her
             Length
             for
             Stone-Dead
             .
             Her
             Husband
             it
             seems
             had
             been
             wonted
             to
             these
             Gamboles
             ,
             and
             so
             in
             a
             Grave
             Serious
             way
             ,
             as
             she
             lay
             in
             a
             Fit
             once
             ,
             calls
             for
             a
             Knife
             .
             Come
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             when
             the
             Beast
             is
             Dead
             ,
             we
             must
             e'en
             make
             the
             best
             of
             his
             Skin
             ,
             and
             so
             he
             fell
             to
             work
             ,
             and
             began
             to
             flay
             her
             at
             the
             Heel
             .
             The
             Woman
             did
             not
             like
             that
             way
             of
             Fooling
             ,
             but
             started
             up
             ,
             and
             came
             to
             her self
             immediately
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               This
               in
               the
               Fable
               ,
               is
               One
               of
               those
               Cases
               wherein
               People
               that
               are
               to
               be
               Believed
               in
               Nothing
               else
               ,
               ought
               to
               be
               taken
               at
               their
               Words
               .
               
                 My
                 Heart
                 's
                 too
                 Big
                 to
                 bear
                 this
                 ,
              
               (
               says
               a
               Blustering
               Fellow
               ,
               )
               
                 By
                 the
                 Lord
                 ,
                 I
                 'll
                 Destroy
                 my self
                 .
              
               Sir
               ,
               says
               the
               Gentleman
               ,
               here
               's
               a
               Dagger
               at
               your
               Service
               ;
               and
               so
               the
               Humour
               went
               off
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               HERE
               's
               Fooling
               against
               Fooling
               ,
               and
               one
               Counterfeit
               Answer'd
               with
               another
               .
               The
               Woman
               would
               needs
               persuade
               the
               Good
               Man
               that
               she
               was
               Dead
               ;
               and
               the
               Husband
               in
               Requital
               ,
               gives
               her
               to
               understand
               ,
               that
               she
               must
               be
               Flay'd
               then
               ;
               which
               was
               the
               only
               way
               the
               Poor
               Man
               had
               of
               making
               the
               best
               of
               a
               Bad
               Game
               .
               'T
               was
               a
               Sham
               both
               ways
               ,
               and
               so
               they
               Compounded
               the
               Quarrel
               upon
               't
               ;
               and
               the
               Good
               Woman
               never
               Dy'd
               after
               this
               ,
               'till
               she
               came
               to
               Dye
               for
               Good
               and
               all
               .
               There
               are
               some
               Peevish
               Cases
               that
               will
               bear
               no
               other
               way
               of
               Conviction
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCLIII
             .
             
               Two
               Friends
            
             and
             Fortune
             .
          
           
             THere
             goes
             a
             Story
             of
             Two
             Familiar
             Friends
             that
             were
             often
             together
             ,
             and
             had
             a
             great
             many
             Words
             upon
             the
             Subject
             of
             that
             which
             we
             call
             Fortune
             .
             They
             were
             both
             well
             enough
             to
             pass
             ,
             but
             of
             very
             Differing
             Humours
             ;
             the
             one
             a
             Man
             of
             Project
             and
             Bussle
             in
             the
             World
             ,
             the
             other
             altogether
             for
             Ease
             and
             Quiet
             .
             The
             one
             had
             a
             Roving
             ,
             Rambling
             Head
             ;
             the
             other
             was
             a
             Man
             of
             Privacy
             and
             Reserve
             .
             The
             one
             in
             Fine
             ,
             was
             for
             making
             his
             Court
             to
             Fortune
             ;
             the
             other
             for
             
               Lying
               by
            
             ,
             'till
             Fortune
             should
             make
             her
             Court
             to
             Him.
             (
             According
             to
             the
             Freak
             of
             the
             rest
             of
             the
             Sex.
             )
             Come
             ,
             come
             ,
             says
             the
             Ranger
             ,
             we
             shall
             never
             make
             any
             thing
             on
             't
             at
             this
             rate
             of
             Living
             ;
             here
             's
             neither
             Honour
             nor
             Mony
             to
             be
             got
             by
             staying
             where
             we
             are
             ,
             and
             for
             my
             own
             part
             ,
             I
             'm
             e'en
             for
             a
             Pilgrimage
             to
             the
             Temple
             of
             Fortune
             .
             Ay
             ,
             but
             where
             's
             that
             ?
             says
             '
             tother
             .
             Why
             says
             the
             Rambler
             ,
             we
             must
             e'en
             beat
             it
             out
             the
             best
             we
             can
             .
             Pray'e
             ,
             says
             his
             Companion
             ,
             Advise
             well
             with
             your
             Pillow
             before
             you
             Embark
             in
             this
             Adventure
             .
             You
             are
             going
             you
             know
             not
             whither
             ,
             to
             find
             out
             you
             know
             not
             what
             ,
             or
             whom
             :
             A
             Phantome
             ,
             that
             slips
             out
             of
             your
             Arms
             in
             the
             very
             Grasping
             at
             it
             ;
             a
             common
             Prostitute
             to
             Fools
             and
             Footmen
             .
             You
             must
             be
             a
             Knave
             to
             be
             a
             Favourite
             ,
             and
             abandon
             all
             the
             Substantial
             Comforts
             of
             Humane
             Nature
             for
             a
             Jilt
             ,
             and
             a
             Shadow
             .
             In
             one
             word
             ,
             if
             you
             'll
             needs
             be
             wandring
             ,
             Pray'e
             ,
             when
             we
             meet
             next
             ,
             remember
             what
             I
             told
             ye
             :
             And
             in
             the
             mean
             time
             ,
             I
             'll
             e'en
             lye
             down
             in
             Peace
             ,
             and
             keep
             my Self
             just
             as
             I
             am
             ,
             and
             where
             I
             am
             ;
             and
             if
             ever
             you
             live
             to
             come
             back
             again
             ,
             do
             but
             look
             for
             me
             where
             you
             left
             me
             ,
             and
             there
             ,
             if
             I
             'm
             Alive
             ,
             you
             shall
             be
             sure
             to
             Find
             me
             .
          
           
             Upon
             these
             Terms
             they
             parted
             ,
             and
             away
             Posts
             the
             Cavalier
             in
             Quest
             of
             his
             new
             Mistress
             .
             His
             First
             Jaunt
             is
             to
             Court
             ,
             where
             he
             Enquires
             for
             Madam
             Fortunes
             Lodgings
             :
             But
             she
             shifted
             so
             often
             ,
             they
             told
             him
             ,
             that
             there
             was
             no
             certainty
             of
             Finding
             her
             .
             He
             never
             fail'd
             to
             make
             One
             at
             the
             Princes
             Levee
             and
             Couche
             ,
             where
             he
             heard
             over
             and
             over
             ,
             how
             she
             had
             been
             at
             this
             Place
             and
             at
             that
             Place
             ,
             but
             never
             could
             get
             sight
             of
             her
             .
             They
             told
             him
             indeed
             ,
             that
             at
             such
             or
             such
             a
             Time
             ,
             he
             might
             be
             sure
             of
             her
             at
             this
             Minions
             ,
             or
             at
             that
             Buffoons
             Apartment
             ;
             
             but
             she
             was
             still
             so
             Busy
             ,
             and
             so
             Private
             ,
             that
             there
             was
             no
             coming
             to
             the
             Speech
             of
             her
             .
             In
             fine
             ,
             when
             he
             had
             Hunted
             and
             waited
             like
             a
             Dog
             ,
             Early
             and
             Late
             ,
             I
             know
             not
             how
             long
             ,
             one
             told
             him
             for
             a
             certain
             ,
             that
             she
             had
             newly
             taken
             Wing
             ,
             and
             was
             gone
             a
             Progress
             to
             a
             Temple
             she
             had
             in
             
               Terra
               Australis
               Incognita
            
             .
             Upon
             this
             ,
             he
             takes
             his
             leave
             of
             the
             Court
             ,
             and
             away
             immediately
             to
             Sea
             ,
             where
             he
             meets
             with
             Pyrates
             ,
             Rocks
             and
             Shelves
             ,
             and
             in
             short
             ,
             so
             many
             Dreadful
             Encounters
             ;
             as
             made
             him
             cast
             many
             a
             heavy
             Look
             and
             Thought
             upon
             the
             Quiet
             Cottage
             and
             Companion
             that
             he
             had
             left
             behind
             him
             :
             But
             he
             goes
             pressing
             forward
             still
             for
             all
             this
             ,
             'till
             in
             the
             conclusion
             ,
             he
             was
             Fobb'd
             again
             with
             another
             Story
             :
             That
             Fortune
             't
             is
             true
             ,
             had
             been
             there
             ;
             but
             she
             was
             call'd
             away
             by
             an
             Express
             ,
             not
             above
             Two
             Minutes
             before
             ,
             to
             the
             Nor'ward
             .
             These
             Phantastical
             Amusements
             and
             Miscarriages
             ,
             brought
             him
             by
             little
             and
             little
             to
             his
             Wits
             again
             ,
             and
             to
             a
             contempt
             of
             all
             the
             vain
             Promises
             and
             Pretences
             of
             Avarice
             and
             Ambition
             .
             With
             these
             Thoughts
             about
             him
             ,
             he
             makes
             all
             the
             hast
             he
             can
             back
             again
             ,
             to
             his
             poor
             Blessed
             Home
             ;
             where
             he
             finds
             his
             old
             Friend
             and
             Acquaintance
             ,
             without
             any
             Cares
             in
             his
             Head
             ,
             Fast
             Asleep
             ;
             and
             that
             very
             Fortune
             that
             had
             led
             him
             this
             
               Wild-Goose
               Chase
            
             over
             the
             whole
             World
             ,
             waiting
             like
             a
             Spaniel
             at
             the
             Door
             ,
             and
             Begging
             to
             be
             let
             in
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               It
               is
               with
               Fortune
               as
               it
               is
               with
               other
               Fantastical
               Mistresses
               ;
               she
               makes
               sport
               with
               those
               that
               are
               ready
               to
               Dye
               for
               her
               ,
               and
               throws
               her self
               at
               the
               Feet
               of
               others
               that
               Despise
               her
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               Great
               Vertue
               and
               Happiness
               for
               a
               Man
               to
               set
               his
               Heart
               wholly
               upon
               that
               Lot
               and
               Station
               which
               Providence
               has
               Assigned
               him
               ,
               and
               to
               Content
               himself
               with
               what
               he
               has
               ,
               without
               Wand'ring
               after
               Imaginary
               Satisfactions
               in
               what
               he
               has
               not
               .
               Fancy
               and
               Curiosity
               have
               no
               Bounds
               .
               Their
               Motto
               may
               be
               [
               
                 SOMEWHAT
                 ELSE
              
               .
               ]
               And
               how
               should
               it
               be
               otherwise
               with
               People
               that
               are
               never
               Pleas'd
               with
               the
               Present
               ?
               They
               want
               they
               know
               not
               what
               ,
               and
               they
               look
               for
               't
               they
               know
               not
               where
               .
               We
               have
               had
               so
               many
               Occasions
               already
               to
               handle
               this
               Moral
               ,
               that
               it
               would
               be
               Time
               lost
               to
               say
               any
               more
               upon
               't
               in
               this
               Place
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCLIV
             .
             A
             Boy
             that
             would
             not
             Learn
             his
             Book
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Stomachful
             Boy
             put
             to
             School
             ,
             and
             the
             whole
             World
             could
             not
             bring
             him
             to
             Pronounce
             the
             First
             Letter
             of
             his
             Alphabet
             .
             Open
             your
             Mouth
             says
             the
             Master
             ,
             and
             cry
             [
             A.
             ]
             The
             Boy
             Gapes
             ,
             without
             so
             much
             as
             offering
             at
             the
             Vowel
             .
             When
             the
             Master
             could
             do
             no
             good
             upon
             him
             ,
             his
             School-Fellows
             took
             him
             to
             Task
             among
             Themselves
             .
             Why
             't
             is
             not
             so
             hard
             a
             Thing
             methinks
             ,
             says
             one
             of
             'em
             to
             cry
             [
             A
             :
             ]
             No
             ,
             says
             the
             Boy
             ,
             't
             is
             not
             so
             hard
             neither
             ;
             but
             if
             I
             should
             cry
             [
             A
             ]
             once
             ,
             they
             'd
             make
             me
             cry
             [
             B
             ]
             too
             ,
             and
             I
             'll
             never
             do
             that
             ,
             I
             'm
             Resolv'd
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               's
               no
               Contending
               with
               Obstinacy
               and
               Ill
               Nature
               ;
               especially
               were
               there
               's
               a
               Perverseness
               of
               Affection
               that
               goes
               along
               with
               it
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Spaniards
               will
               have
               it
               ,
               that
               Apes
               can
               speak
               if
               they
               would
               ,
               but
               they
               are
               afraid
               they
               shall
               be
               put
               to
               Work
               then
               .
               The
               Boys
               Reason
               here
               ,
               and
               the
               Apes
               are
               much
               at
               one
               ;
               and
               't
               is
               the
               case
               of
               Counterfeit
               Cripples
               too
               ,
               that
               pretend
               they
               cannot
               do
               this
               or
               that
               ,
               when
               in
               truth
               ,
               they
               are
               Lazy
               ,
               and
               have
               no
               mind
               to
               be
               put
               to
               't
               .
               The
               same
               Humour
               Governs
               in
               a
               World
               of
               Cases
               ,
               where
               a
               Pretext
               of
               Disability
               is
               made
               use
               of
               ,
               either
               out
               of
               Crossness
               or
               Sloth
               .
               This
               Restiff
               Stubbornness
               is
               never
               to
               be
               Excus'd
               ,
               under
               any
               Pretence
               whatsoever
               ;
               but
               where
               the
               thing
               to
               be
               done
               is
               that
               which
               we
               are
               Bound
               in
               Honour
               and
               in
               Duty
               to
               do
               ,
               there
               's
               no
               Enduring
               of
               it
               .
               As
               in
               Cases
               of
               Law
               ,
               Conscience
               ,
               Church-Ceremonies
               ,
               Civil
               or
               Natural
               Obedience
               to
               Princes
               ,
               Parents
               ,
               Husbands
               ,
               Masters
               ,
               &c.
               
               If
               I
               should
               do
               This
               ,
               you
               'd
               make
               me
               do
               That
               ,
               they
               cry
               ;
               which
               is
               only
               a
               short
               Resolution
               that
               puts
               all
               the
               Functions
               and
               Offices
               of
               Order
               and
               Authority
               to
               a
               stand
               .
               He
               that
               says
               I
               cannot
               do
               this
               or
               that
               ,
               where
               the
               Thing
               is
               Lawfully
               Impos'd
               and
               Requir'd
               ,
               and
               not
               
                 Simply
                 Evil
              
               ,
               might
               e'n
               as
               well
               have
               said
               I
               will
               not
               do
               't
               ;
               for
               the
               Exception
               is
               not
               to
               the
               
                 Thing
                 Commanded
              
               ,
               but
               to
               the
               
                 Commanding
                 Power
              
               .
               If
               I
               yield
               in
               one
               Point
               ,
               says
               the
               Boy
               ,
               they
               'l
               expect
               I
               should
               yield
               in
               more
               .
               Grant
               One
               Prerogative
               ,
               and
               grant
               All
               ,
               says
               the
               Republican
               .
               But
               then
               says
               the
               Sovereign
               on
               the
               Other
               Hand
               ;
               Part
               with
               the
               Prerogative
               ,
               and
               part
               with
               All
               :
               So
               that
               the
               Contest
               is
               not
               matter
               of
               Scruple
               ,
               but
               who
               shall
               be
               Uppermost
               .
               In
               One
               Word
               ,
               
                 Stubborn
                 Boys
              
               ,
               and
               
                 Stubborn
                 Subjects
              
               ,
               where
               they
               will
               not
               Comply
               upon
               Fair
               Means
               ,
               must
               be
               whip'd
               into
               their
               Duties
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCLV
             .
             Hercules
             and
             Pluto
             .
          
           
             WHen
             Hercules
             was
             taken
             up
             to
             Heaven
             for
             his
             Glorious
             Actions
             ,
             he
             made
             his
             Reverence
             in
             Course
             to
             all
             the
             Gods
             ,
             'till
             he
             came
             to
             Pluto
             ,
             upon
             whom
             he
             turn'd
             his
             Back
             with
             Indignation
             and
             Contempt
             .
             Iupiter
             ask'd
             him
             what
             he
             meant
             by
             that
             Dis-respect
             ?
             Why
             ,
             says
             
               Hercules
               ,
               that
               Son
               of
               Fortune
            
             Corrupts
             the
             whole
             World
             with
             Mony
             ,
             Encourages
             all
             manner
             of
             Wickedness
             ,
             and
             is
             a
             common
             Enemy
             to
             all
             Good
             Men.
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               This
               is
               only
               to
               shew
               the
               Opposition
               betwixt
               a
               Narrow
               ,
               Sordid
               ,
               Avaritious
               Humour
               ,
               and
               the
               Publick
               Spirited
               Generosity
               of
               a
               Man
               of
               Honour
               ,
               Industry
               ,
               and
               Virtue
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               MONY
               has
               its
               Use
               't
               is
               true
               ;
               but
               generally
               speaking
               ,
               the
               Benefit
               does
               not
               Countervail
               the
               Cares
               that
               go
               along
               with
               it
               ,
               and
               the
               Hazzards
               of
               the
               Temptation
               to
               Abuse
               it
               .
               It
               is
               the
               Patron
               ,
               and
               the
               Price
               of
               all
               Wickedness
               :
               It
               Blinds
               all
               Eyes
               ,
               and
               stops
               all
               Ears
               ,
               from
               the
               Prince
               to
               the
               very
               Begger
               .
               It
               Corrupts
               Faith
               and
               Justice
               ;
               and
               in
               one
               Word
               ,
               't
               is
               the
               very
               Pick-Lock
               ,
               that
               opens
               the
               way
               into
               all
               Cabinets
               and
               Councils
               .
               It
               Debauches
               Children
               against
               their
               Parents
               ;
               it
               makes
               Subjects
               Rebel
               against
               their
               Governors
               ;
               it
               turns
               Lawyers
               and
               Divines
               into
               Advocates
               for
               Sacrilege
               and
               Sedition
               ;
               and
               it
               Transports
               the
               very
               Professors
               of
               the
               Gospel
               into
               a
               Spirit
               of
               Contradiction
               and
               Defiance
               ,
               to
               the
               Practices
               and
               Precepts
               of
               our
               Lord
               and
               Master
               .
               It
               is
               no
               wonder
               now
               that
               Hercules
               should
               so
               Contemptuously
               turn
               his
               Back
               upon
               Pluto
               ,
               or
               the
               God
               of
               Mony
               ;
               when
               the
               One's
               Bus'ness
               is
               to
               Propagate
               and
               Encourage
               those
               Monsters
               ,
               which
               the
               other
               came
               into
               the
               World
               to
               Quell
               and
               to
               Subdue
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCLVI
             .
             A
             
               Lion
               ,
               Boar
            
             and
             Uultures
             .
          
           
             THere
             happen'd
             a
             Desperate
             Quarrel
             betwixt
             a
             Lion
             and
             a
             Boar
             ;
             they
             Fought
             upon
             't
             ,
             and
             the
             Vultures
             came
             Hovering
             over
             the
             Combatants
             to
             make
             a
             Prey
             of
             him
             that
             should
             be
             left
             upon
             the
             Spot
             :
             But
             it
             so
             fell
             out
             ,
             that
             there
             was
             
             no
             Death
             in
             the
             Case
             ,
             and
             the
             Vultures
             were
             not
             a
             little
             Troubled
             at
             the
             Disappointment
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               When
               Fools
               Fall
               Out
               ,
               it
               shall
               go
               Hard
               but
               Knaves
               will
               be
               the
               Better
               for
               't
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               are
               several
               sorts
               of
               Men
               in
               the
               World
               that
               live
               upon
               the
               Sins
               and
               the
               Misfortunes
               of
               other
               People
               .
               This
               Fable
               may
               be
               Moralliz'd
               in
               almost
               all
               the
               Controversies
               of
               Humane
               Life
               whether
               Publick
               or
               Private
               .
               Plaintiff
               and
               Defendant
               finds
               Bus'ness
               for
               the
               Lawyers
               :
               Questions
               of
               Religion
               for
               the
               Divines
               :
               Disputes
               about
               Priviledges
               and
               Liberties
               ,
               Cut
               out
               Work
               for
               the
               Soldiers
               .
               A
               
                 General
                 Peace
              
               ,
               in
               fine
               ,
               would
               be
               a
               
                 General
                 Disappointment
              
               ;
               for
               the
               wrangling
               of
               some
               ,
               is
               the
               Livelihood
               of
               others
               ;
               and
               wherever
               there
               are
               like
               to
               be
               Carcasses
               ,
               there
               will
               never
               fail
               to
               be
               Vultures
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCLVII
             .
             A
             Man
             that
             would
             never
             Hear
             
               Ill
               News
            
             .
          
           
             ONe
             came
             to
             a
             Country
             Grazier
             ,
             and
             ask'd
             him
             if
             he
             should
             tell
             him
             a
             piece
             of
             News
             .
             Is
             't
             Good
             or
             Bad
             ?
             (
             says
             he
             .
             )
             Nay
             ,
             says
             t'other
             ,
             't
             is
             not
             very
             Good.
             Pray
             ,
             says
             the
             Grazier
             keep
             it
             to
             your self
             then
             ;
             and
             so
             he
             went
             his
             way
             .
             The
             Grazier
             was
             telling
             the
             next
             day
             ,
             that
             the
             Wolves
             had
             Kill'd
             one
             of
             his
             Bullocks
             :
             That
             's
             like
             enough
             says
             the
             same
             Man
             ;
             for
             I
             saw
             him
             Wand'ring
             from
             the
             Herd
             ,
             and
             I
             was
             afraid
             on
             t
             .
             I
             would
             you
             had
             told
             me
             this
             in
             time
             ,
             says
             the
             Grazier
             .
             Why
             I
             came
             I
             know
             not
             how
             far
             Yesterday
             a-purpose
             to
             tell
             you
             the
             Story
             ,
             and
             you
             would
             not
             hear
             on
             't
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Man
               is
               too
               Delicate
               to
               be
               Happy
               ,
               that
               makes
               it
               in
               his
               Bargain
               not
               to
               hear
               any
               thing
               that
               may
               give
               him
               a
               Present
               Trouble
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               way
               of
               Consulting
               a
               Bodies
               Ease
               ,
               makes
               a
               Man
               Accessory
               to
               his
               own
               Ruin.
               There
               's
               an
               Attempt
               design'd
               for
               the
               purpose
               ,
               upon
               the
               Person
               of
               a
               Man
               ;
               and
               he
               shuts
               his
               Ears
               against
               any
               Intelligence
               ,
               or
               Notice
               of
               it
               ,
               'till
               the
               Dagger
               is
               at
               his
               Heart
               .
               He
               that
               will
               not
               hear
               the
               worst
               
               of
               things
               Betimes
               ,
               must
               expect
               afterward
               to
               feel
               the
               Effect
               of
               the
               Bad
               News
               that
               he
               would
               not
               Hear
               .
               First
               ,
               he
               loses
               the
               Means
               of
               Preventing
               Mischiefs
               ,
               by
               not
               suffering
               himself
               to
               be
               Inform'd
               whereabouts
               the
               Danger
               lies
               .
               Secondly
               ,
               He
               lives
               in
               a
               continual
               Dread
               of
               all
               Accidents
               that
               may
               befall
               him
               in
               general
               ,
               though
               of
               Nothing
               in
               particular
               ,
               and
               leaves
               himself
               no
               Place
               for
               the
               Exercise
               of
               Prudence
               and
               Precaution
               .
               This
               sort
               of
               People
               Jog
               on
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               (
               for
               I
               cannot
               call
               it
               Living
               )
               without
               any
               Thought
               for
               to
               Morrow
               .
               Talk
               to
               them
               of
               Poverty
               ,
               Persecutions
               ,
               Torments
               ,
               Slavery
               ,
               Sickness
               ,
               nay
               of
               Death
               it self
               at
               a
               Distance
               ,
               they
               'l
               put
               it
               off
               to
               the
               last
               Moment
               ,
               and
               venture
               the
               Surprisal
               ,
               when
               it
               comes
               indeed
               ,
               rather
               then
               abide
               but
               so
               much
               as
               the
               Hearing
               on
               't
               Beforehand
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCLVIII
             .
             A
             Miser
             and
             Rotten-Apples
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Stingy
             Narrow-hearted
             Fellow
             ,
             that
             had
             a
             Great
             deal
             of
             Choice
             Fruit
             in
             his
             Ground
             ,
             but
             had
             not
             the
             Heart
             to
             touch
             any
             of
             it
             'till
             it
             began
             to
             be
             Rotten
             .
             This
             Man's
             Son
             would
             every
             foot
             and
             anon
             be
             taking
             some
             of
             his
             Companions
             into
             the
             Orchard
             with
             him
             .
             Look
             ye
             says
             he
             ,
             that
             's
             an
             Excellent
             Apple
             ,
             and
             here
             's
             a
             Delicate
             sort
             of
             Plums
             ,
             Gather
             and
             Eat
             what
             you
             will
             of
             these
             ,
             provided
             you
             don
             't
             Meddle
             with
             any
             of
             the
             Rotten
             Ones
             :
             For
             my
             Father
             (
             you
             must
             know
             )
             keeps
             them
             for
             his
             own
             Eating
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               This
               is
               to
               set
               forth
               the
               Wicked
               and
               the
               Scandalous
               Wretchedness
               of
               Avarice
               ,
               that
               rather
               then
               make
               use
               of
               the
               Bounties
               of
               Providence
               in
               their
               Seasons
               ,
               suffers
               them
               to
               lye
               by
               and
               Perish
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               HOW
               Miserable
               are
               those
               Cormudgeons
               that
               spend
               their
               Lives
               in
               Carking
               and
               Pinching
               themselves
               for
               things
               they
               have
               not
               the
               Heart
               to
               make
               use
               of
               !
               And
               in
               this
               Humour
               of
               Griping
               (
               which
               they
               call
               Saving
               )
               fall
               foul
               upon
               the
               very
               extream
               of
               Profusion
               another
               way
               .
               They
               either
               Lose
               or
               Spoil
               every
               thing
               by
               Keeping
               it
               ,
               'till
               't
               is
               fit
               only
               to
               be
               thrown
               away
               ;
               and
               that
               's
               their
               way
               of
               Spending
               it
               .
               Their
               Mony
               lies
               as
               close
               in
               their
               Coffers
               ,
               as
               ever
               it
               did
               in
               the
               Mine
               whence
               it
               was
               drawn
               .
               They'●…
               rather
               venture
               the
               whole
               Stock
               ,
               then
               be
               at
               one
               Peny
               Charge
               for
               the
               Saving
               of
               the
               rest
               .
               They
               pervert
               the
               very
               Intent
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               they
               destroy
               the
               Bounties
               of
               Providence
               :
               Nay
               ,
               they
               Envy
               the
               common
               Enjoyment
               of
               those
               Blessings
               that
               were
               intended
               for
               the
               Relief
               ,
               Comfort
               and
               Satisfaction
               of
               Mankind
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCLIX
             .
             The
             Devil
             Refus'd
             to
             Marry
             .
          
           
             A
             Certain
             Devil
             had
             the
             hap
             to
             live
             for
             some
             time
             in
             a
             State
             of
             Wedlock
             ,
             with
             a
             Spiteful
             ,
             Vexatious
             Gipsy
             ,
             that
             in
             truth
             was
             too
             hard
             for
             him
             .
             She
             Dy'd
             at
             last
             of
             the
             Pip
             ,
             and
             the
             Breath
             was
             no
             sooner
             out
             of
             her
             Body
             ,
             but
             he
             fell
             to
             blessing
             the
             Stars
             for
             his
             Deliverance
             ;
             and
             so
             bound
             himself
             by
             a
             Desperate
             Vow
             ,
             that
             he
             would
             never
             Marry
             again
             .
             It
             fell
             out
             some
             time
             after
             ,
             that
             a
             Poor
             Man
             was
             Possess'd
             with
             this
             very
             Devil
             ,
             and
             that
             when
             an
             Exorcist
             had
             Try'd
             all
             the
             ways
             of
             Charm
             ,
             Prayer
             and
             Menace
             ,
             to
             Remove
             him
             ,
             and
             found
             him
             Proof
             against
             all
             manner
             of
             Exorcisms
             ,
             he
             Bawl'd
             it
             out
             ,
             once
             for
             all
             ,
             
               Either
               come
               forth
               ,
               or
               Marry
               .
            
             The
             Devil
             immediately
             cry'd
             out
             for
             Mercy
             ,
             
               I
               go
               Father
            
             ,
             says
             he
             ;
             
               Any
               Hell
               but
               that
               of
               a
               Second
               Wife
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Take
               this
               Droll
               by
               the
               Right
               Handle
               ,
               and
               it
               gives
               to
               understand
               ,
               that
               some
               Women
               may
               as
               well
               Fright
               the
               Devil
               out
               of
               a
               Man
               ,
               as
               others
               Conjure
               him
               up
               into
               one
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Fable
               is
               only
               a
               High-Flown
               Hyperbole
               upon
               the
               Miseries
               of
               Marriage
               ,
               under
               the
               Judgment
               of
               a
               Wayward
               ,
               a
               Jealous
               ,
               and
               a
               Brawling
               Wife
               :
               And
               the
               Moral
               of
               it
               is
               Directed
               to
               all
               the
               Poor
               Husbands
               ,
               that
               are
               Condemn'd
               to
               that
               purgatory
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCLX
             .
             A
             
               Country
               man
            
             and
             Jupiter
             .
          
           
             A
             Poor
             Plain
             Fellow
             was
             so
             Dazled
             and
             Transported
             with
             the
             Pomp
             ,
             the
             Splendor
             ,
             the
             Plenty
             ,
             State
             and
             Luxury
             that
             Great
             Men
             live
             in
             ,
             that
             it
             was
             the
             First
             Petition
             of
             his
             Daily
             Litany
             to
             Iupiter
             ,
             to
             make
             him
             a
             
               Lord.
               Iupiter
            
             found
             he
             could
             not
             be
             Quiet
             for
             him
             ,
             and
             bad
             Mercury
             carry
             him
             Two
             Curious
             Baskets
             ,
             with
             Honour
             and
             Mony
             in
             them
             .
             They
             were
             both
             cover'd
             ,
             the
             one
             with
             Purple
             ,
             the
             other
             with
             Gold
             ,
             and
             
             Mercury
             was
             Order'd
             to
             let
             the
             Man
             Open
             and
             Examine
             them
             as
             strictly
             as
             he
             pleas'd
             ,
             but
             to
             bid
             him
             have
             a
             care
             not
             to
             meddle
             with
             them
             Rashly
             ,
             for
             fear
             of
             the
             worst
             .
             The
             Country-man
             was
             so
             Charm'd
             with
             the
             Present
             at
             First
             Sight
             ,
             that
             he
             took
             it
             away
             with
             him
             by
             Content
             ,
             without
             Asking
             any
             Questions
             .
             But
             when
             he
             came
             afterward
             to
             consider
             at
             leisure
             the
             Cares
             ,
             Anxieties
             ,
             Fears
             ,
             Doubts
             ,
             and
             all
             manner
             of
             Troubles
             and
             Diseases
             that
             were
             Inseparably
             to
             go
             along
             with
             his
             Bags
             and
             Dignities
             ;
             he
             found
             himself
             much
             more
             Uneasy
             now
             then
             he
             was
             before
             ;
             and
             that
             he
             had
             Sacrific'd
             the
             Peace
             of
             his
             very
             Soul
             ,
             to
             the
             Vanity
             of
             his
             Eye
             and
             Appetite
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               not
               for
               a
               Wise
               Man
               to
               set
               his
               Heart
               upon
               Gay
               and
               Glittering
               Appearances
               .
               The
               Devil
               himself
               Baits
               all
               his
               Hooks
               with
               Pomp
               ,
               Lusts
               and
               Pleasures
               ;
               and
               the
               very
               Glory
               of
               the
               Outside
               ,
               makes
               the
               Contents
               the
               more
               Suspicious
               for
               't
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               A
               Man
               may
               bear
               the
               want
               of
               Honours
               and
               Riches
               ,
               before
               he
               has
               'em
               ,
               much
               better
               then
               the
               Loss
               of
               them
               when
               he
               has
               obtain'd
               them
               .
               And
               they
               are
               in
               short
               ,
               the
               Plagues
               of
               an
               Inconsiderate
               Life
               .
               He
               that
               wishes
               them
               for
               the
               Common
               Good
               ,
               and
               applies
               them
               when
               he
               has
               them
               ,
               to
               that
               Generous
               End
               ,
               makes
               a
               Right
               Use
               of
               the
               Divine
               Providence
               and
               Bounty
               :
               but
               he
               that
               seeks
               them
               for
               his
               own
               sake
               ,
               and
               Converts
               them
               wholly
               to
               his
               own
               Profit
               ,
               Defrauds
               the
               Publick
               .
               As
               if
               a
               Man
               should
               apply
               an
               Estate
               that
               was
               made
               over
               to
               him
               in
               Trust
               ,
               to
               the
               wrong
               Uses
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCLXI
             .
             A
             Bee
             that
             went
             over
             to
             the
             Drones
             .
          
           
             TO
             what
             End
             (
             says
             a
             Bee
             )
             should
             I
             Toyl
             and
             Moyl
             my self
             out
             of
             my
             Life
             for
             a
             Poor
             Subsistence
             ,
             when
             the
             Drones
             that
             do
             nothing
             at
             all
             ,
             Live
             in
             as
             much
             Plenty
             every
             jot
             as
             I
             do
             ?
             Upon
             this
             Thought
             ,
             the
             Bee
             Resolv'd
             after
             their
             Example
             to
             work
             no
             longer
             .
             The
             Master
             it
             seems
             call'd
             her
             to
             Account
             for
             't
             ;
             the
             Bee
             took
             Pett
             upon
             't
             ,
             and
             without
             any
             more
             to
             do
             ,
             went
             over
             to
             the
             
               Drones
               Party
            
             ,
             where
             she
             pass'd
             the
             Summer
             easily
             enough
             ,
             and
             to
             her
             Satisfaction
             .
             But
             upon
             the
             Winters
             coming
             on
             ,
             when
             the
             Drones
             were
             all
             Dispers'd
             into
             their
             
             several
             Holes
             ,
             the
             Bee
             would
             fain
             have
             gone
             Home
             again
             ;
             but
             the
             Cells
             of
             the
             Combs
             were
             all
             Clos'd
             ,
             so
             that
             there
             was
             no
             Entrance
             ,
             and
             the
             Poor
             Bee
             Starv'd
             to
             Death
             betwixt
             Cold
             and
             Hunger
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               It
               is
               all
               the
               reason
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               that
               every
               Man
               in
               what
               Station
               soever
               ,
               should
               Work
               in
               some
               sort
               or
               other
               for
               his
               Living
               .
               Nature
               her self
               is
               always
               at
               Work
               ;
               and
               a
               Prince
               has
               no
               more
               Prerogative
               to
               be
               Idle
               ,
               then
               a
               Beggar
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               Action
               is
               a
               Reasonable
               Duty
               ,
               how
               variously
               soever
               it
               may
               be
               Exercised
               ,
               whether
               in
               the
               Functions
               of
               Power
               ,
               or
               in
               the
               Offices
               of
               Subjection
               .
               A
               Reasonable
               Soul
               can
               no
               more
               stand
               still
               ,
               then
               the
               Sun
               can
               stop
               its
               course
               .
               This
               Fable
               branches
               out
               into
               several
               Morals
               :
               First
               ,
               It
               serves
               for
               a
               Reproof
               of
               Sloth
               .
               Secondly
               ,
               In
               the
               Bees
               being
               Corrupted
               by
               the
               Practice
               of
               the
               Drones
               ,
               it
               shews
               us
               the
               Danger
               and
               the
               Force
               of
               Ill
               Example
               ;
               especially
               where
               there
               's
               Ease
               and
               Sensuality
               to
               strengthen
               the
               Temptation
               ,
               which
               must
               needs
               be
               wonderfully
               Powerful
               ,
               where
               the
               very
               Emblem
               of
               Industry
               on
               the
               one
               hand
               ,
               comes
               to
               be
               wrought
               upon
               by
               the
               Emblem
               of
               Laziness
               on
               the
               other
               .
               Thirdly
               ,
               It
               leads
               us
               to
               a
               Consideration
               of
               the
               End
               of
               an
               Unactive
               and
               an
               Unprofitable
               Life
               .
               The
               Bees
               Summer-Friends
               Forsake
               her
               ;
               those
               of
               her
               own
               Family
               shut
               the
               Doors
               against
               her
               ;
               and
               so
               she
               's
               Abandon'd
               to
               the
               Wide
               World
               ,
               as
               an
               Object
               of
               Detestation
               and
               Scorn
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCLXII
             .
             A
             Crow
             and
             a
             Raven
             .
          
           
             THe
             Ancients
             tell
             us
             ,
             that
             the
             Crow
             was
             once
             Minerva's
             Favourite
             ,
             and
             the
             Apollo's
             ;
             but
             the
             One
             of
             them
             was
             found
             to
             be
             so
             full
             of
             Tongue
             ,
             so
             Over-officious
             and
             Inquisitive
             ;
             and
             the
             Other
             so
             Desperately
             given
             to
             Croking
             and
             Foreboding
             upon
             Evil
             things
             to
             come
             ,
             that
             they
             fell
             both
             into
             Disgrace
             for
             't
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Great
               ▪
               Talkers
               ,
               Medlers
               ,
               and
               Busy-Bodies
               ,
               are
               the
               very
               Pest
               of
               Human
               Society
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               is
               no
               Peace
               to
               be
               expected
               ,
               either
               in
               a
               Government
               ,
               or
               in
               a
               Family
               ,
               where
               Tale-bearers
               ,
               and
               the
               Spreaders
               of
               Ill
               and
               of
               False
               News
               ,
               are
               Encourag'd
               .
               Now
               the
               Curiosity
               of
               Heark'ning
               after
               Privacies
               that
               do
               not
               concern
               us
               ,
               and
               of
               Prying
               into
               Forbidden
               Secrets
               ,
               does
               not
               arise
               so
               much
               from
               a
               Desire
               of
               knowing
               the
               Truth
               of
               Things
               simply
               for
               our
               own
               Satisfaction
               ,
               as
               from
               an
               Itch
               of
               Screwing
               our selves
               into
               other
               Peoples
               Matters
               ,
               that
               we
               may
               be
               Prating
               of
               them
               again
               .
               And
               then
               the
               Tale
               is
               very
               seldom
               or
               never
               without
               Calumny
               and
               Detraction
               at
               the
               End
               on
               't
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCLXIII
             .
             The
             
               Bitches
               Bed
               maker
            
             .
          
           
             YOu
             must
             needs
             make
             this
             Bitches
             Bed
             immediately
             ,
             says
             the
             Master
             of
             the
             House
             to
             his
             Maid
             ,
             for
             she
             's
             just
             ready
             to
             lye
             down
             .
             It
             was
             not
             done
             it
             seems
             ,
             and
             the
             Man
             was
             very
             Angry
             with
             the
             Wench
             for
             not
             doing
             as
             she
             was
             bid
             .
             Alas
             ,
             says
             the
             Poor
             Girl
             ,
             I
             'de
             have
             made
             her
             Bed
             with
             all
             my
             Heart
             ,
             if
             I
             could
             but
             have
             told
             which
             way
             she
             'd
             lye
             with
             her
             Head
             ,
             and
             which
             with
             her
             Backside
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               's
               no
               Pleasing
               those
               that
               cannot
               Please
               themselves
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               A
               Steady
               Mind
               will
               admit
               Steady
               Methods
               and
               Councils
               ;
               but
               there
               's
               no
               Measure
               to
               be
               taken
               of
               a
               Changeable
               Humour
               .
               Tell
               me
               where
               I
               may
               find
               ye
               ,
               and
               I
               shall
               know
               where
               to
               fit
               ye
               :
               But
               otherwise
               ,
               't
               is
               with
               us
               in
               the
               Levity
               of
               our
               Manners
               ,
               and
               of
               our
               Humours
               ,
               as
               it
               was
               with
               Clark
               ,
               the
               Famous
               Posture-Master
               ,
               and
               his
               Taylor
               .
               When
               the
               Workman
               took
               Measure
               of
               him
               ,
               he
               was
               Crump-Shoulder'd
               ,
               and
               the
               Right
               Side
               Higher
               then
               the
               Left
               ;
               when
               he
               brought
               home
               his
               Suit
               ,
               the
               Left
               was
               Higher
               then
               the
               Right
               ;
               The
               Fellow
               was
               Mad
               at
               himself
               ,
               and
               made
               him
               another
               Suit
               ;
               and
               that
               would
               not
               do
               neither
               ,
               for
               his
               Body
               was
               then
               as
               Streight
               as
               an
               Arrow
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCLXIV
             .
             A
             
               Trusty
               Dog
            
             and
             his
             Master
             .
          
           
             THe
             Master
             of
             a
             Family
             that
             had
             ,
             as
             he
             thought
             ,
             a
             very
             good
             Condition'd
             Dog
             ;
             coming
             home
             from
             his
             Bus'ness
             once
             ,
             found
             a
             Cradle
             Overturn'd
             ;
             the
             Dog's
             Mouth
             all
             Bloody
             ,
             and
             his
             only
             Child
             missing
             .
             He
             draws
             his
             Sword
             immediately
             and
             Kills
             the
             Dog
             ,
             upon
             a
             Presumption
             that
             he
             had
             Worryed
             the
             Child
             ,
             without
             any
             regard
             to
             his
             Try'd
             Fidelity
             ,
             and
             without
             Allowing
             himself
             One
             Moment
             of
             Time
             for
             a
             Second
             Thought
             .
             Upon
             a
             further
             Enquiry
             ,
             he
             found
             the
             Truth
             of
             the
             Matter
             to
             be
             this
             :
             The
             Child
             being
             left
             alone
             in
             the
             Cradle
             ,
             there
             was
             a
             Serpent
             Winding
             it self
             up
             the
             Side
             on
             't
             ,
             to
             Destroy
             the
             Child
             .
             The
             Dog
             leaps
             upon
             the
             Serpent
             ,
             and
             Tears
             it
             to
             Pieces
             ;
             but
             in
             the
             Scuffle
             ,
             the
             Cradle
             happen'd
             to
             be
             Overturn'd
             :
             Upon
             the
             taking
             up
             of
             the
             Cradle
             ,
             the
             Master
             found
             the
             Child
             Alive
             under
             it
             ,
             and
             the
             Serpent
             Dead
             ,
             which
             ,
             upon
             Reflexion
             ,
             Convinc'd
             him
             of
             the
             Miserable
             Temerity
             of
             his
             Mistake
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Repentance
               of
               a
               whole
               Life
               ,
               is
               not
               sufficient
               to
               Atone
               for
               the
               Miscarriage
               of
               One
               Rash
               Action
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               Anger
               without
               Consideration
               ,
               is
               little
               better
               then
               a
               downright
               Madness
               ;
               it
               makes
               us
               take
               Benefits
               for
               Injuries
               ;
               it
               Confounds
               Truth
               and
               Falshood
               ;
               and
               we
               have
               but
               too
               many
               Instances
               of
               Outrages
               committed
               on
               the
               Persons
               of
               the
               best
               of
               our
               Friends
               ,
               upon
               a
               False
               Perswasion
               of
               their
               being
               our
               Mortal
               Enemies
               .
               Charity
               bids
               us
               Hope
               and
               Believe
               the
               Best
               of
               Things
               .
               Prudence
               bids
               us
               Examine
               the
               Truth
               of
               Things
               :
               Religion
               and
               Common
               Equity
               Preach
               to
               us
               upon
               the
               Text
               of
               
                 Do
                 as
                 you
                 would
                 be
                 done
                 by
                 .
              
               So
               that
               it
               is
               Uncharitable
               ,
               Unreasonable
               ,
               Unchristian
               ,
               and
               Inhuman
               ,
               to
               pass
               a
               Peremptory
               Sentence
               of
               Condemnation
               upon
               a
               Try'd
               Friend
               ,
               where
               there
               's
               any
               Room
               left
               for
               a
               more
               Favourable
               Judgment
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCLXV
             .
             A
             Fool
             and
             a
             Sieve
             .
          
           
             AN
             Innocent
             found
             a
             Sieve
             ,
             and
             presently
             fell
             to
             Stopping
             the
             Holes
             ,
             which
             he
             call'd
             Mending
             it
             .
             When
             he
             had
             been
             Puzzling
             a
             good
             while
             about
             it
             ,
             he
             threw
             't
             away
             in
             a
             Rage
             :
             I
             shall
             never
             make
             any
             thing
             on
             't
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             for
             I
             don't
             know
             which
             I
             am
             to
             Stop
             ,
             and
             which
             to
             leave
             Open.
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               It
               fare's
               with
               the
               Pragmatical
               sort
               of
               State-Menders
               ,
               much
               as
               it
               did
               with
               this
               Sieve-Mender
               :
               They
               do
               not
               like
               things
               as
               they
               are
               ,
               neither
               do
               they
               Understand
               how
               they
               should
               be
               .
               But
               they
               are
               for
               Change
               however
               at
               a
               Venture
               ;
               and
               when
               they
               have
               once
               put
               Matters
               out
               of
               Order
               ,
               there
               's
               no
               setting
               them
               to
               Rights
               again
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               are
               none
               so
               Forward
               as
               Fools
               to
               mend
               Things
               that
               are
               Well
               already
               ;
               though
               they
               find
               upon
               Experiment
               that
               they
               Make
               and
               they
               Leave
               every
               thing
               Worse
               then
               they
               found
               it
               .
               They
               are
               at
               first
               for
               Stopping
               of
               Holes
               ,
               and
               when
               that
               won't
               do
               ,
               they
               are
               for
               Making
               of
               'em
               again
               .
               We
               have
               abundance
               of
               Fools
               in
               the
               Moral
               to
               answer
               this
               Fool
               in
               the
               Fable
               ;
               that
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               People
               that
               take
               upon
               them
               to
               Correct
               what
               they
               do
               not
               Understand
               ;
               and
               that
               when
               they
               have
               Embroil'd
               the
               Publick
               ,
               leave
               the
               Main
               Chance
               to
               Fortune
               ,
               to
               Shuffle
               the
               Cards
               Anew
               ,
               and
               Play
               the
               Game
               over
               again
               .
               This
               is
               the
               Fate
               on
               't
               ,
               when
               Pedants
               will
               be
               Medling
               with
               Politicks
               ,
               and
               Botchers
               setting
               up
               for
               the
               Reformers
               of
               Providence
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCLXVI
             .
             A
             Fig-Tree
             and
             a
             Thorn.
             
          
           
             A
             Fig-Tree
             and
             a
             Thorn
             were
             valuing
             themselves
             once
             upon
             the
             Advantage
             that
             the
             One
             had
             over
             the
             other
             .
             Well
             ,
             says
             the
             Thorn
             ,
             what
             would
             you
             give
             for
             such
             Flowers
             as
             These
             ?
             Very
             Good
             ,
             says
             the
             Fig-Tree
             ,
             and
             what
             would
             you
             give
             for
             such
             Fruit
             as
             This
             ?
             Why
             ,
             says
             the
             other
             ,
             't
             would
             be
             against
             Nature
             for
             a
             Thorn
             to
             bring
             forth
             Figs.
             Well
             (
             says
             'tother
             again
             ,
             )
             and
             't
             would
             be
             against
             Nature
             too
             ,
             for
             a
             Fig-Tree
             to
             bring
             forth
             Flowers
             :
             Beside
             that
             ,
             I
             have
             Fruit
             you
             see
             ,
             that
             is
             much
             Better
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Every
               Creature
               has
               a
               Share
               in
               the
               Common
               Blessings
               of
               Providence
               ;
               and
               it
               is
               a
               Virtue
               as
               well
               as
               a
               Duty
               fo●…
               Every
               Creature
               to
               r●…st
               well
               satisfied
               with
               its
               Proportion
               in
               those
               Comforts
               ;
               but
               when
               we
               come
               once
               to
               Boast
               of
               our selves
               ,
               and
               to
               Derog●…te
               from
               others
               ,
               't
               is
               no
               longer
               a
               Virtue
               〈◊〉
               ●…
               Vanity
               ;
               and
               especially
               when
               we
               Mistake
               the
               Value
               of
               things
               ,
               and
               prefer
               the
               Advantages
               of
               Beauty
               ,
               before
               those
               of
               Use
               and
               Service
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               not
               Every
               Man
               that
               can
               distinguish
               betwixt
               the
               Excellencies
               of
               Beauty
               and
               of
               Virtue
               :
               And
               how
               in
               Truth
               should
               they
               Distinguish
               ,
               when
               Every
               Man
               that
               has
               Eyes
               in
               his
               Head
               ,
               〈◊〉
               the
               One
               ,
               and
               not
               One
               Man
               of
               ●…orty
               Understands
               the
               Other
               ?
               Nay
               ,
               the
               very
               Ostentation
               of
               the
               Thorn
               ,
               is
               a
               Weakness
               ,
               and
               I
               might
               have
               said
               a
               Vice
               〈◊〉
               ;
               for
               the
               Vanity
               Unhallows
               the
               very
               Virtue
               ,
               especially
               where
               it
               is
               Accompany'd
               with
               Detraction
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCLXVII
             .
             A
             Wolf
             and
             a
             Fo●…
             .
          
           
             A
             Wolf
             had
             the
             Fortune
             to
             pass
             by
             ,
             as
             the
             Thief-Leaders
             were
             Dragging
             a
             Proper
             Goodly
             Fox
             to
             the
             Place
             of
             Execution
             .
             The
             Wolf
             took
             such
             a
             kindness
             for
             him
             ,
             that
             he
             Resolved
             to
             Employ
             his
             Interest
             with
             the
             Lion
             to
             save
             his
             Life
             ;
             but
             by
             the
             way
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             what
             's
             the
             Malefactors
             Crime
             ?
             So
             the
             Officers
             told
             him
             ,
             that
             he
             had
             not
             only
             Robb'd
             several
             Hen-Roosts
             ,
             but
             had
             the
             Impudence
             to
             Steal
             a
             Fat
             ●…oose
             ,
             that
             was
             Reserv'd
             for
             his
             Majesties
             own
             Table
             .
             Say
             ye
             so
             ?
             says
             the
             Wolf
             ;
             why
             then
             
               the
               Case
               is
               Alter'd
            
             ,
             quoth
             〈◊〉
             ;
             and
             so
             he
             left
             him
             to
             take
             his
             Fortune
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Interest
               is
               the
               very
               Test
               and
               Standard
               of
               Good
               and
               Evil.
               If
               I
               may
               gain
               by
               doing
               a
               Thing
               ,
               't
               is
               Honest
               ;
               if
               it
               be
               against
               my
               〈◊〉
               ;
               't
               is
               consequently
               against
               my
               Conscience
               .
               This
               is
               the
               
                 Pro
                 &
                 Con
              
               of
               Common
               Practice
               ;
               and
               't
               is
               but
               Casting
               some
               Grains
               of
               Allowance
               into
               the
               Scale
               ,
               to
               Paelliate
               the
               Fo●…lest
               Iniquity
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Fable
               hits
               the
               Humour
               of
               the
               World
               to
               a
               Hair
               ,
               and
               it
               holds
               from
               him
               that
               sits
               upon
               the
               Throne
               ,
               to
               the
               poor
               Devil
               that
               has
               scarce
               a
               Tatter
               to
               his
               Breech
               .
               Men
               are
               easy
               to
               Pardon
               Offences
               committed
               against
               other
               People
               ;
               but
               when
               they
               come
               to
               be
               Touch'd
               once
               in
               their
               Own
               Copy-Hold
               ,
               the
               
                 Lions
                 Fat-Goose
              
               Weighs
               down
               all
               the
               Cocks
               and
               Hens
               in
               the
               Country
               :
               And
               in
               that
               Case
               the
               Wolf
               leaves
               his
               Brother
               Fox
               at
               the
               Gallows
               .
               The
               Rogue
               has
               Stoll'n
               a
               
                 Prerogative
                 Goose
              
               ,
               says
               he
               ,
               and
               the
               King
               will
               never
               Pardon
               him
               .
               This
               is
               according
               to
               Practice
               ,
               how
               contrary
               soever
               to
               the
               true
               Measures
               of
               Generosity
               ,
               Honour
               and
               Justice
               .
               
                 That
                 's
                 the
                 veriest
                 Villain
                 in
                 Nature
                 ,
              
               cries
               one
               ,
               
                 for
                 I
                 'll
                 tell
                 ye
                 how
                 he
                 Us'd
                 Me.
                 As
                 Worthy
                 a
                 Man
                 ,
              
               says
               another
               ,
               
                 as
                 ever
                 trod
                 upon
                 a
                 Shoe
                 of
                 Leather
                 ;
                 for
                 really
                 I
                 have
                 been
                 much
                 Beholden
                 to
                 him
                 .
              
               In
               short
               ,
               there
               is
               such
               an
               Affinity
               betwixt
               our
               Prudentials
               and
               our
               Appetites
               ,
               that
               they
               are
               like
               Two
               
                 Unison
                 Strings
              
               ,
               if
               you
               Touch
               the
               One
               ,
               the
               Other
               Moves
               by
               Consent
               .
               There
               was
               a
               Certain
               Filacer
               (
               an
               Officer
               of
               the
               Common
               Pleas
               ,
               )
               that
               in
               Oliver's
               Days
               was
               mightily
               concern'd
               upon
               the
               Subject
               of
               the
               Government
               ,
               and
               Dilating
               in
               a
               kind
               of
               Rhetorical
               Climax
               upon
               the
               Iniquity
               of
               the
               Times
               :
               Well
               (
               says
               he
               ,
               )
               here
               's
               the
               best
               Church
               upon
               the
               face
               of
               the
               Earth
               Destroy'd
               ;
               the
               Nobility
               and
               Gentry
               Trampled
               under
               Foot
               ,
               and
               Begger'd
               ;
               the
               Commonalty
               Enslav'd
               ;
               the
               Laws
               Overturn'd
               ;
               the
               Constitution
               of
               Parliaments
               Dissolv'd
               ;
               a
               most
               Pious
               ,
               Gracious
               King
               Murder'd
               :
               And
               now
               
                 to
                 Consummate
                 the
                 Villany
              
               ,
               they
               say
               they
               are
               putting
               down
               the
               Filacers
               .
               When
               it
               comes
               once
               to
               the
               Filacers
               ,
               it
               Touches
               to
               the
               Quick.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCLXVIII
             .
             A
             
               Rich
               Man
            
             and
             a
             Poor
             .
          
           
             AS
             a
             Poor
             Fellow
             was
             Beating
             the
             Hoof
             upon
             the
             High-way
             ,
             and
             Trudging
             on
             Merrily
             in
             a
             Bitter
             Cold
             Morning
             ,
             with
             never
             a
             Rag
             to
             his
             Tayl
             :
             A
             Spark
             that
             was
             Warm
             Clad
             ,
             and
             Well
             Mounted
             ,
             (
             but
             his
             Teeth
             Chattering
             in
             his
             Head
             yet
             ,
             )
             call'd
             to
             this
             Tatter-de-Mallion
             ,
             and
             ask'd
             him
             how
             he
             was
             able
             to
             Endure
             this
             Terrible
             Weather
             ?
             Why
             says
             t'other
             ,
             how
             does
             your
             Face
             endure
             it
             ?
             My
             Face
             is
             us'd
             to
             't
             ,
             says
             the
             Cavalier
             .
             And
             so
             is
             my
             Body
             says
             the
             other
             ;
             so
             that
             I
             am
             all
             Face
             .
             And
             then
             (
             says
             the
             Poor
             Cur
             )
             there
             's
             another
             thing
             yet
             besides
             ;
             I
             have
             all
             the
             Cloaths
             I
             have
             in
             the
             World
             upon
             my
             Back
             ,
             and
             that
             's
             enough
             to
             keep
             me
             Warm
             :
             Do
             but
             you
             put
             on
             all
             yours
             too
             ,
             and
             you
             shall
             be
             Warm
             as
             well
             as
             I.
             
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               By
               Custom
               ,
               Practice
               and
               Patience
               ,
               all
               Difficulties
               and
               Hardships
               ,
               whether
               of
               Body
               or
               of
               Fortune
               ,
               are
               made
               Easie
               to
               us
               .
               Mankind
               is
               all
               of
               a
               Make
               ,
               and
               if
               we
               shrink
               in
               the
               Wetting
               ,
               as
               we
               say
               ,
               or
               in
               any
               Trial
               of
               Distress
               or
               Persecution
               ,
               't
               is
               our
               own
               Fault
               ;
               for
               we
               are
               Consulting
               our
               Skins
               ,
               and
               our
               Affections
               ,
               when
               we
               should
               rather
               be
               attending
               to
               the
               Motions
               of
               our
               Reason
               ,
               which
               would
               give
               us
               better
               Council
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               IF
               Men
               would
               but
               Inure
               themselves
               to
               do
               those
               things
               by
               Choice
               ,
               which
               't
               is
               Forty
               to
               One
               they
               shall
               be
               some
               time
               or
               other
               forc'd
               to
               do
               by
               Necessity
               ,
               it
               would
               exceedingly
               Advance
               the
               Peace
               and
               Comfort
               of
               Human
               Life
               ;
               for
               all
               those
               Miseries
               are
               only
               Visionary
               and
               Fantastical
               ,
               so
               far
               as
               we
               Govern
               our selves
               by
               Opinion
               rather
               then
               by
               Reason
               .
               Our
               Bodies
               are
               not
               Naturally
               more
               Tender
               then
               our
               Faces
               ;
               but
               by
               being
               less
               Expos'd
               to
               the
               Air
               ,
               they
               become
               less
               able
               to
               endure
               it
               .
               Exercise
               makes
               things
               Easie
               to
               us
               ,
               that
               would
               be
               otherwise
               very
               Hard
               ;
               as
               in
               Labour
               ,
               Watchings
               ,
               Heats
               and
               Colds
               :
               And
               then
               there
               is
               something
               Analogous
               in
               the
               Exercise
               of
               the
               Mind
               ,
               to
               that
               of
               the
               Body
               .
               'T
               is
               Folly
               and
               Infirmity
               that
               makes
               us
               Delicate
               and
               Froward
               .
               We
               are
               taught
               likewise
               in
               the
               Differing
               Tempers
               and
               Conditions
               of
               the
               
                 Rich
                 Man
              
               and
               the
               Poor
               here
               ,
               that
               a
               Man
               may
               be
               Happy
               with
               a
               Little
               ,
               and
               Miserable
               in
               Abundance
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCLXIX
             .
             A
             Wolf
             and
             a
             Hog
             .
          
           
             A
             Wolf
             that
             had
             liv'd
             many
             Years
             upon
             the
             Spoil
             ,
             came
             at
             last
             to
             be
             Troubled
             in
             Conscience
             for
             the
             Spilling
             of
             so
             much
             Innocent
             Blood
             ,
             and
             so
             took
             up
             a
             Christian
             Resolution
             to
             keep
             a
             long
             Lent
             for
             't
             ;
             and
             not
             to
             Eat
             One
             Bit
             of
             Flesh
             for
             a
             whole
             Twelve-Month
             :
             But
             Fasting
             it
             seems
             did
             not
             agree
             with
             his
             Constitution
             ,
             for
             upon
             the
             sight
             of
             a
             Hog
             Wallowing
             in
             a
             Muddy
             Puddle
             ,
             he
             ran
             presently
             to
             him
             ,
             and
             ask'd
             him
             what
             he
             was
             ?
             Why
             ,
             says
             the
             Hog
             ,
             I
             belong
             to
             a
             Neighbour
             here
             in
             the
             Village
             ,
             and
             the
             Ancient
             Romans
             call
             me
             Porcus
             .
             In
             Good
             Time
             ,
             says
             the
             Wolf
             ;
             for
             I
             have
             read
             in
             Littleton's
             Dictionary
             ,
             that
             
               Porcus
               is
               a
               Fish
               ,
               that
               being
               Taken
               ,
               Grunteth
               like
               a
               Hog
            
             ;
             and
             so
             he
             made
             a
             Supper
             of
             the
             Hog
             ,
             without
             breaking
             his
             Fast
             ,
             and
             without
             any
             Offence
             to
             his
             Vow
             of
             Mortification
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               In
               a
               long
               Practice
               of
               Wickedness
               ,
               now
               and
               then
               a
               Faint
               Vow
               or
               Promise
               of
               Amendment
               ,
               goes
               for
               Nothing
               :
               And
               if
               a
               Body
               should
               have
               a
               Mind
               to
               break
               a
               Commandment
               under
               such
               an
               Obligation
               ,
               it
               will
               be
               hard
               if
               he
               cannot
               bring
               himself
               off
               at
               last
               with
               some
               Salvo
               or
               Distinction
               ,
               and
               be
               his
               own
               Confessor
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               MEN
               that
               are
               Habitually
               Wicked
               ,
               may
               now
               and
               then
               by
               Fits
               and
               Starts
               feel
               certain
               Motions
               of
               Reflexion
               that
               look
               toward
               Repentance
               ;
               but
               those
               Dispositions
               are
               commonly
               short
               Liv'd
               ,
               and
               the
               same
               Meat
               shall
               be
               Fish
               or
               Flesh
               as
               it
               may
               best
               serve
               their
               Turn
               .
               We
               find
               this
               Fable
               Moraliz'd
               in
               our
               Daily
               Practice
               ,
               not
               only
               among
               our
               
                 False
                 Converts
              
               ,
               upon
               the
               Matter
               of
               Truth
               ,
               Steadiness
               and
               Justice
               ,
               but
               among
               
                 Politicians
                 ,
                 Lawyers
              
               and
               Divines
               ,
               that
               shall
               make
               the
               most
               Establish'd
               Principles
               of
               Law
               ,
               Prudence
               and
               Religion
               ,
               
                 Felons
                 of
                 themselves
              
               ,
               and
               by
               the
               help
               of
               a
               little
               Sham
               and
               
                 Paradox
                 ,
                 Blow
                 Hot
                 and
                 Cold
                 ,
              
               with
               the
               Man
               and
               the
               Satyr
               ,
               out
               of
               the
               same
               Mouth
               .
               This
               Wolf
               now
               was
               somewhat
               of
               the
               Mans
               Humour
               that
               was
               Charg'd
               by
               his
               Confessarius
               ,
               for
               Eating
               Flesh
               in
               Lent
               :
               Father
               ,
               says
               he
               ,
               I
               have
               as
               Catholick
               a
               Faith
               as
               any
               Man
               in
               Christendom
               ;
               but
               a
               most
               Confounded
               Heretical
               Stomach
               .
               So
               the
               Wolves
               Heart
               was
               Right
               all
               this
               while
               ,
               and
               by
               turning
               Hog
               into
               Porcus
               ,
               he
               kept
               his
               Fast
               in
               Latin
               still
               ,
               though
               he
               broke
               it
               in
               English.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCLXX
             .
             A
             Farmer
             and
             his
             Servant
             .
          
           
             A
             Country
             Farmer
             miss'd
             an
             Ox
             out
             of
             his
             Grounds
             ,
             and
             sent
             his
             Man
             abroad
             one
             Day
             to
             look
             after
             him
             .
             The
             Simpleton
             went
             Hunting
             up
             and
             down
             ,
             'till
             at
             last
             he
             found
             him
             in
             a
             Wood
             ;
             but
             upon
             Three
             Birds
             coming
             cross
             him
             ,
             away
             goes
             he
             Scampering
             after
             them
             .
             He
             stay'd
             so
             long
             upon
             the
             Errand
             ,
             that
             his
             Master
             Wonder'd
             what
             was
             become
             of
             him
             ;
             and
             so
             Abroad
             he
             goes
             to
             look
             for
             his
             Man
             ;
             and
             there
             was
             he
             in
             a
             Field
             hard
             by
             ,
             running
             as
             hard
             as
             he
             could
             drive
             ,
             and
             Staring
             up
             into
             the
             Air.
             Well
             ,
             says
             the
             Master
             ,
             what
             News
             ?
             Why
             Master
             ,
             says
             the
             Tony
             ,
             I
             have
             found
             them
             .
             Ay
             ,
             but
             says
             the
             Farmer
             again
             ,
             where
             are
             they
             ?
             And
             what
             have
             ye
             found
             ?
             Why
             look
             ye
             there
             they
             are
             ,
             says
             the
             Fellow
             ;
             I
             have
             found
             Three
             Birds
             here
             ,
             and
             I
             'm
             trying
             if
             I
             can
             Catch
             'em
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               We
               have
               this
               Fool
               Moraliz'd
               abundantly
               to
               us
               in
               Common
               Practice
               .
               We
               leave
               the
               main
               End
               and
               Bus'ness
               of
               Life
               Unregarded
               ,
               to
               run
               after
               Butter-flies
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               A
               Man
               cannot
               look
               into
               himself
               without
               an
               Application
               of
               this
               Fable
               to
               his
               own
               Soul
               and
               Conscience
               .
               He
               was
               much
               in
               the
               Right
               ,
               that
               call'd
               
                 Old
                 Men
              
               ,
               only
               Great
               Blockheaded
               Boys
               with
               Beards
               ,
               that
               Entertain
               themselves
               with
               
                 Bigger
                 Play-things
              
               .
               There
               's
               an
               Ox
               lost
               ,
               and
               this
               Coxcomb
               runs
               a
               Gadding
               after
               Wild-Fowl
               .
               Is
               it
               not
               our
               very
               Case
               now
               ,
               that
               when
               our
               Souls
               ,
               Good-Names
               ,
               Bodies
               and
               Fortunes
               are
               at
               Stake
               ,
               we
               must
               be
               running
               out
               at
               Check
               ,
               after
               every
               Crow
               ,
               Buzzard
               ,
               or
               Jack-daw
               that
               comes
               in
               the
               way
               ,
               and
               leave
               the
               main
               Chance
               at
               last
               at
               Six
               and
               Seven
               ?
               Nay
               ,
               and
               here
               's
               this
               more
               in
               't
               too
               ,
               that
               the
               Quarry
               would
               not
               be
               worth
               the
               taking
               up
               neither
               ,
               if
               we
               could
               Catch
               it
               ;
               beside
               ,
               that
               it
               flies
               away
               still
               before
               us
               ;
               and
               is
               never
               to
               be
               Overtaken
               ,
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCLXXI
             .
             A
             Satyr
             and
             Fire
             .
          
           
             THe
             Poets
             tell
             us
             ,
             that
             Prometheus
             stole
             some
             of
             Iupiter's
             Fire
             ,
             and
             brought
             it
             down
             to
             us
             from
             Heaven
             ,
             and
             that
             was
             our
             Original
             of
             it
             .
             A
             Satyr
             was
             so
             Transported
             with
             the
             Glory
             and
             the
             Splendor
             of
             this
             Spirit
             ,
             that
             down
             on
             his
             Knees
             he
             falls
             ,
             and
             would
             needs
             Kiss
             and
             Embrace
             it
             .
             Have
             a
             care
             of
             your
             Beard
             ,
             says
             Prometheus
             ;
             nay
             ,
             and
             of
             your
             Chin
             too
             ;
             for
             't
             will
             both
             Singe
             and
             Burn
             ye
             .
             And
             why
             ,
             says
             the
             Satyr
             ,
             would
             you
             bring
             down
             so
             Glorious
             a
             Temptation
             then
             to
             Plague
             the
             World
             withal
             ?
             Why
             ,
             says
             Prometheus
             ,
             there
             were
             no
             Living
             without
             it
             ;
             only
             the
             Mischief
             lies
             in
             the
             Abuse
             .
             It
             Burns
             ,
             't
             is
             true
             ,
             but
             then
             consider
             the
             Heat
             and
             the
             Light
             that
             comes
             along
             with
             it
             ,
             and
             you
             shall
             find
             it
             serves
             us
             to
             all
             manner
             of
             Profitable
             ,
             Delightful
             and
             Necessary
             Purposes
             ,
             provided
             only
             that
             we
             make
             a
             Right
             Use
             on
             't
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               's
               not
               One
               Grain
               in
               the
               whole
               Composition
               of
               the
               Universe
               ,
               either
               too
               Much
               ,
               or
               too
               Little
               ;
               Nothing
               to
               be
               Added
               ,
               Nothing
               to
               be
               Spar'd
               ;
               nor
               so
               much
               as
               any
               One
               Particle
               of
               it
               that
               Mankind
               may
               not
               be
               either
               the
               Better
               or
               the
               Worse
               for
               ,
               according
               as
               't
               is
               Apply'd
               .
               The
               most
               Sovereign
               Antidotes
               
               have
               Poison
               in
               them
               ;
               the
               most
               necessary
               Means
               of
               Life
               may
               be
               Corrupted
               ,
               or
               Perverted
               ,
               and
               render'd
               the
               most
               Destructive
               to
               us
               :
               As
               an
               Infected
               Air
               ,
               for
               the
               purpose
               ,
               a
               Raging
               Sea
               ,
               or
               a
               Consuming
               Fire
               :
               But
               let
               this
               Air
               continue
               as
               God
               made
               it
               ;
               the
               Waters
               be
               kept
               within
               their
               Bounds
               ,
               and
               the
               Fire
               from
               breaking
               out
               into
               Conflagrations
               ,
               and
               there
               's
               no
               Living
               without
               them
               under
               this
               Regulation
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Best
               things
               in
               the
               World
               may
               be
               Misapply'd
               ,
               and
               the
               greatest
               Blessings
               Abus'd
               ,
               may
               become
               the
               Occasion
               to
               us
               of
               the
               most
               Judicial
               Maledictions
               .
               What
               's
               more
               necessary
               for
               the
               common
               Comfort
               and
               Benefit
               of
               Mankind
               ,
               then
               Understanding
               and
               Power
               ;
               and
               nothing
               certainly
               is
               more
               Pernicious
               then
               those
               Illustrious
               Qualifications
               Perverted
               .
               We
               are
               not
               to
               Quarrel
               with
               the
               Heavens
               for
               Pestilential
               Influences
               ,
               or
               Unkindly
               Seasons
               ;
               nor
               with
               the
               Earth
               for
               Poysonous
               Minerals
               and
               Exhalations
               ;
               nor
               with
               the
               Water
               for
               Inundations
               ,
               and
               Shipwrecks
               ;
               nor
               with
               the
               Fire
               for
               Conflagrations
               .
               We
               must
               not
               take
               upon
               us
               to
               Dispute
               or
               to
               Correct
               the
               Wisdom
               of
               Providence
               ,
               but
               sit
               down
               Contented
               and
               Thankful
               ,
               and
               with
               this
               Reflexion
               upon
               the
               whole
               ,
               that
               we
               are
               Indebted
               to
               the
               Divine
               Bounty
               for
               all
               the
               Good
               we
               Enjoy
               ,
               and
               that
               for
               the
               Evil
               we
               Suffer
               ,
               we
               may
               thank
               our Selves
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCLXXII
             .
             A
             
               Generous
               Lion.
            
             
          
           
             AS
             a
             Lion
             was
             Bestriding
             an
             Ox
             that
             he
             had
             newly
             Pluck'd
             down
             ,
             a
             Robber
             Passing
             by
             ,
             Cry'd
             out
             to
             him
             ,
             Half-Shares
             .
             You
             should
             go
             your
             Snip
             says
             the
             Lion
             ,
             if
             you
             were
             not
             so
             forward
             to
             be
             your
             own
             Carver
             .
             The
             Thief
             had
             but
             just
             turn'd
             his
             Back
             ,
             when
             up
             comes
             an
             Innocent
             Traveller
             ,
             that
             so
             soon
             as
             ever
             he
             saw
             the
             Lion
             ,
             was
             going
             off
             again
             .
             The
             Lion
             bad
             him
             Fear
             Nothing
             ,
             but
             take
             part
             of
             the
             Prey
             with
             him
             in
             Reward
             of
             his
             Modesty
             :
             Whereupon
             the
             Lion
             went
             immediately
             into
             the
             Woods
             to
             make
             way
             for
             the
             Traveller
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               If
               Great
               Men
               in
               the
               World
               would
               but
               follow
               the
               Example
               of
               the
               Lion
               in
               this
               Fable
               ,
               Sharpers
               should
               not
               Ride
               in
               Triumph
               any
               longer
               ,
               while
               Honest
               Men
               go
               out
               at
               the
               Elbows
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               is
               an
               Instance
               of
               a
               Great
               and
               a
               Laudable
               Example
               ;
               but
               People
               are
               forwarder
               to
               Commend
               such
               Presidents
               ,
               then
               to
               Imitate
               them
               :
               for
               
               the
               Bold
               and
               Rich
               Thrive
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               when
               the
               Poor
               and
               the
               Bashful
               go
               a
               Begging
               :
               But
               Virtue
               is
               never
               the
               less
               Venerable
               for
               being
               out
               of
               Fashion
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCLXXIII
             .
             A
             Brother
             and
             a
             Sister
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Brother
             and
             a
             Sister
             that
             happen'd
             to
             look
             in
             a
             Glass
             both
             together
             :
             The
             Brother
             a
             very
             Lovely
             Youth
             ,
             and
             the
             Sister
             as
             hard
             favour'd
             as
             a
             Girl
             could
             well
             be
             .
             Look
             ye
             (
             says
             the
             Boy
             ,
             )
             and
             have
             not
             I
             a
             very
             Good
             Face
             now
             ?
             This
             the
             Lass
             took
             for
             a
             Reproach
             ,
             as
             if
             hers
             were
             not
             so
             too
             .
             What
             does
             this
             Envious
             Tit
             ,
             but
             away
             to
             her
             Father
             ,
             with
             a
             Tale
             of
             her
             Brother
             ,
             how
             Effeminately
             he
             Behav'd
             himself
             ,
             and
             that
             a
             Petticoat
             would
             become
             him
             better
             then
             a
             Sword.
             The
             Good
             Man
             Kiss'd
             them
             both
             ,
             and
             Reconciled
             the
             Controversy
             .
             My
             Dear
             Children
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             I
             lay
             my
             Command
             upon
             ye
             Both
             to
             look
             often
             in
             a
             Glass
             ;
             You
             Son
             ,
             to
             keep
             a
             Guard
             upon
             your Self
             ,
             not
             to
             Dishonour
             the
             Advantages
             that
             Nature
             has
             given
             ye
             ,
             with
             Ill
             Manners
             :
             And
             you
             Daughter
             ,
             (
             says
             he
             )
             to
             Mind
             you
             of
             Supplying
             the
             Defects
             of
             an
             External
             and
             a
             Transitory
             Beauty
             ,
             with
             the
             more
             substantial
             Ornaments
             of
             Piety
             and
             Virtue
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               is
               not
               any
               Accident
               or
               Adventure
               in
               Nature
               ,
               that
               does
               not
               yield
               Matter
               and
               Occasion
               for
               Good
               Councel
               :
               And
               the
               Excellency
               of
               that
               necessary
               Office
               lies
               in
               the
               Address
               of
               Managing
               it
               Pertinently
               ,
               and
               without
               Reproach
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Vanity
               of
               the
               Youth
               here
               in
               the
               Fable
               ,
               is
               doubly
               to
               Blame
               ;
               First
               ,
               he
               values
               himself
               upon
               a
               Trivial
               and
               an
               Uncertain
               Advantage
               .
               Secondly
               ,
               'T
               is
               below
               the
               Dignity
               of
               the
               Sex
               ,
               for
               a
               Man
               to
               Glory
               in
               ,
               and
               to
               Usurp
               upon
               the
               proper
               Ornaments
               and
               Privileges
               of
               a
               Woman
               .
               The
               Sisters
               Envy
               may
               be
               better
               Reprov'd
               then
               Reform'd
               ;
               for
               to
               say
               that
               a
               Woman
               is
               not
               Handsom
               ,
               is
               a
               Sin
               never
               to
               be
               Forgiven
               .
               The
               Father
               does
               excellently
               well
               Discharge
               the
               Part
               of
               a
               Wise
               Man
               ,
               and
               of
               a
               Tender
               Pa●…ent
               both
               in
               One.
               And
               the
               Moral
               of
               his
               Part
               Resolves
               finally
               into
               this
               ,
               That
               Virtue
               attones
               for
               Bodily
               Defects
               ,
               and
               that
               Beauty
               is
               nothing
               worth
               ,
               without
               a
               Mind
               Answerable
               to
               the
               Person
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             ▪
             CCCCLXXIV
             .
             The
             Bees
             and
             the
             Drones
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Controversy
             betwixt
             the
             Bees
             and
             the
             Drones
             about
             some
             Hony-Combs
             that
             were
             found
             in
             a
             Hollow
             Oak
             .
             They
             both
             laid
             Claim
             to
             'em
             ,
             and
             a
             Wasp
             was
             to
             be
             Iudge
             ,
             as
             one
             that
             well
             understood
             the
             Matter
             .
             Upon
             the
             Tryal
             of
             the
             Cause
             ,
             they
             seem'd
             both
             to
             stand
             fair
             for
             't
             ,
             as
             being
             of
             the
             same
             Size
             ,
             Make
             and
             Colour
             .
             Now
             ,
             says
             the
             Wasp
             ,
             I
             am
             upon
             my
             Oath
             ,
             and
             therefore
             let
             me
             see
             them
             work
             their
             Combs
             ,
             and
             fill
             'em
             here
             before
             me
             in
             the
             Court
             ,
             and
             I
             shall
             be
             then
             the
             better
             able
             to
             Understand
             the
             Merits
             of
             the
             Cause
             .
             The
             Drones
             would
             not
             Agree
             to
             't
             ,
             and
             so
             the
             Verdict
             went
             for
             the
             Bees
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Pretences
               go
               a
               great
               way
               in
               the
               World
               with
               Men
               that
               will
               take
               Fair
               Words
               and
               Magisterial
               Looks
               for
               Current
               Payment
               :
               But
               the
               short
               and
               the
               certain
               way
               of
               bringing
               the
               Cause
               to
               a
               Fair
               Issue
               ,
               is
               to
               put
               the
               Pretenders
               to
               the
               Test
               of
               Doing
               what
               they
               say
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               ALL
               People
               that
               set
               up
               for
               a
               Reputation
               in
               the
               World
               upon
               the
               Credit
               of
               other
               Mens
               Labours
               ,
               fall
               under
               the
               Reproof
               of
               this
               Fable
               ;
               and
               the
               Judges
               in
               those
               Cases
               are
               not
               always
               so
               Tender
               ,
               Circumspect
               and
               Conscientious
               as
               the
               Wasp
               was
               in
               this
               ;
               for
               they
               let
               False
               and
               Frivolous
               Pretenders
               run
               away
               many
               times
               ,
               not
               only
               with
               the
               Character
               ,
               but
               with
               the
               Reward
               ,
               both
               of
               Honester
               and
               〈◊〉
               Mens
               Virtues
               .
               There
               's
               no
               Proof
               like
               Matter
               of
               Fact
               ,
               and
               putting
               the
               Drones
               to
               the
               Test
               of
               making
               Wax
               and
               Hony.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCLXXV
             .
             A
             Fox
             and
             a
             Dragon
             .
          
           
             AS
             a
             Fox
             was
             Earthing
             Himself
             ,
             he
             Digg'd
             so
             Deep
             ,
             'till
             at
             last
             he
             came
             to
             a
             
               Dragon's
               Den
            
             ,
             where
             he
             found
             a
             Prodigious
             Mass
             of
             Hidden
             Treasure
             .
             He
             made
             his
             Excuse
             for
             his
             Intrusion
             ,
             and
             begg'd
             the
             Dragon's
             leave
             but
             to
             Ask
             him
             ▪
             One
             Question
             .
             Pray
             (
             says
             he
             )
             where
             's
             the
             Pleasure
             or
             the
             Profit
             of
             
             Spending
             all
             your
             Days
             in
             a
             Hole
             thus
             ,
             without
             either
             Light
             or
             Sleep
             ?
             Why
             't
             is
             my
             Fate
             ,
             says
             the
             Dragon
             ,
             and
             there
             's
             no
             more
             to
             be
             said
             .
             Here
             's
             a
             Monstrous
             Hord
             ,
             says
             the
             Fox
             ,
             and
             I
             cannot
             find
             that
             you
             either
             give
             Give
             or
             Use
             One
             Peny
             out
             of
             all
             this
             Store
             .
             'T
             is
             a
             Misery
             ,
             says
             the
             other
             ,
             that
             I
             am
             Doom'd
             to
             ,
             and
             there
             's
             no
             Avoiding
             it
             .
             Why
             then
             says
             the
             Fox
             ,
             He
             that
             's
             Born
             under
             Your
             Stars
             is
             certainly
             the
             most
             Wretched
             of
             Creatures
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               We
               are
               apt
               to
               do
               Amiss
               ,
               and
               to
               Persevere
               in
               so
               Doing
               ,
               and
               then
               lay
               the
               Blame
               upon
               our
               Stars
               ,
               or
               our
               Fortune
               as
               we
               call
               it
               ,
               which
               in
               truth
               ,
               is
               neither
               Better
               nor
               Worse
               then
               making
               Heaven
               the
               Author
               of
               Evil.
               The
               very
               sooth
               of
               it
               is
               ,
               that
               an
               Ill
               Habit
               has
               the
               Force
               of
               that
               which
               we
               call
               an
               Ill
               Fate
               ;
               and
               we
               Tye
               up
               our Selves
               ,
               where
               Providence
               has
               left
               us
               at
               Liberty
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               Your
               Covetous
               Churl
               is
               Undoubtedly
               the
               most
               Miserable
               of
               Beggars
               ;
               the
               more
               he
               Has
               ,
               the
               more
               he
               Wants
               ;
               Beside
               that
               he
               wants
               what
               he
               Has
               too
               ;
               for
               't
               is
               lost
               to
               all
               Intents
               and
               Purposes
               ,
               when
               neither
               he
               Himself
               ,
               nor
               any
               Body
               else
               is
               the
               Better
               for
               't
               .
               He
               Pines
               and
               Watches
               himself
               to
               Death
               ,
               for
               fear
               of
               losing
               that
               which
               he
               only
               Fancies
               that
               he
               has
               ;
               or
               which
               is
               the
               same
               thing
               ,
               that
               which
               he
               has
               not
               the
               Heart
               to
               Use.
               All
               this
               ,
               says
               the
               Dragon
               ,
               I
               suffer
               ,
               because
               I
               'm
               Doom'd
               to
               't
               ,
               which
               tells
               us
               most
               Emphatically
               ,
               that
               an
               Anxiety
               of
               Mind
               is
               a
               Just
               Judgment
               upon
               a
               Man
               for
               Delivering
               himself
               up
               to
               so
               Sordid
               an
               Appetite
               .
               We
               must
               not
               Understand
               the
               Dragon
               here
               to
               be
               Condemn'd
               to
               this
               Misery
               by
               the
               Fatality
               of
               any
               Inevitable
               Decree
               ;
               but
               in
               these
               Cases
               ,
               Custom
               and
               Corruption
               ,
               superinduce
               upon
               us
               a
               kind
               of
               Necessity
               of
               going
               on
               as
               we
               begun
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCLXXVI
             .
             The
             Shipwrack
             of
             Simonides
             .
          
           
             SImonides
             was
             a
             Learned
             Man
             ,
             and
             an
             Excellent
             Poet
             ,
             especially
             in
             the
             way
             of
             Panegyrick
             ,
             or
             Encomium
             ,
             to
             the
             Honour
             of
             the
             Great
             Men
             of
             his
             Age
             ;
             insomuch
             that
             he
             made
             his
             Fortune
             by
             't
             .
             After
             some
             time
             spent
             abroad
             ,
             and
             a
             great
             deal
             of
             Mony
             got
             by
             his
             Encomia
             upon
             the
             Hero's
             of
             those
             Times
             ,
             he
             put
             Himself
             and
             his
             Treasure
             Aboard
             for
             his
             own
             Country
             again
             ,
             in
             an
             Old
             Rotten
             Vessel
             .
             They
             fell
             into
             Foul
             Weather
             ,
             and
             the
             Ship
             Miscarry'd
             .
             In
             the
             Hurry
             of
             the
             Shipwreck
             ,
             while
             the
             Passengers
             were
             at
             their
             Wits
             end
             how
             to
             Save
             that
             which
             
             they
             took
             to
             be
             of
             the
             most
             Value
             ,
             Simonides
             was
             the
             only
             Man
             that
             appear'd
             Unconcern'd
             ,
             notwithstanding
             that
             his
             whole
             Fortune
             was
             at
             Stake
             in
             the
             Cargo
             .
             One
             Ask'd
             him
             ,
             why
             he
             did
             not
             look
             after
             his
             Goods
             .
             Why
             so
             I
             do
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             for
             all
             the
             Goods
             that
             I
             pretend
             to
             ,
             I
             have
             now
             About
             me
             .
             In
             this
             Extremity
             ,
             some
             made
             a
             shift
             to
             Swim
             A
             shore
             ;
             the
             greater
             Part
             sunk
             under
             the
             weight
             of
             what
             they
             thought
             to
             Preserve
             ;
             and
             in
             the
             mean
             time
             came
             in
             a
             Crew
             of
             Free-Booters
             ,
             that
             Rifled
             and
             Stript
             those
             that
             Scap'd
             .
             The
             Men
             that
             were
             Paddling
             for
             their
             Lives
             ,
             made
             a
             Port
             ,
             where
             by
             great
             Providence
             there
             liv'd
             a
             Famous
             Philosopher
             that
             was
             a
             Passionate
             Admirer
             ,
             and
             a
             Diligent
             Reader
             of
             Simonides
             ,
             and
             his
             VVritings
             .
             This
             Philosopher
             upon
             the
             First
             Encounter
             ,
             found
             out
             Simonides
             by
             his
             very
             Discourse
             ;
             took
             him
             into
             his
             House
             ,
             Cloath'd
             him
             ,
             Furnish'd
             him
             with
             Mony
             ,
             Provided
             him
             Servants
             ,
             and
             put
             him
             into
             a
             Condition
             in
             fine
             ,
             to
             Live
             in
             Honour
             and
             Plenty
             .
             As
             Simonides
             was
             walking
             the
             Streets
             a
             while
             after
             ,
             he
             saw
             several
             of
             his
             Shipwreck'd
             Companions
             begging
             their
             Bread
             from
             Door
             to
             Door
             ,
             with
             a
             Certificate
             of
             their
             Misfortune
             .
             VVell
             ,
             says
             Simonides
             ,
             and
             d'
             ye
             not
             find
             it
             True
             now
             as
             I
             told
             ye
             ,
             that
             a
             Man
             of
             Letters
             and
             of
             Integrity
             ,
             carries
             all
             his
             Goods
             about
             him
             ?
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Moral
               is
               no
               more
               then
               this
               ,
               that
               Virtue
               shall
               never
               fail
               of
               a
               Reward
               in
               the
               Conclusion
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               A
               Wise
               and
               a
               Good
               Man
               carries
               his
               Happiness
               in
               his
               own
               Breast
               ;
               and
               that
               's
               a
               Happiness
               too
               ,
               that
               the
               Uttermost
               Malice
               of
               Wicked
               Men
               ,
               and
               of
               Cross
               Fortune
               can
               never
               take
               away
               .
               Let
               all
               Men
               of
               Honour
               apply
               the
               Moral
               of
               this
               History
               to
               their
               own
               Comfort
               and
               Support
               ,
               and
               Assure
               themselves
               ,
               that
               Providence
               either
               in
               the
               Blessing
               of
               a
               good
               Conscience
               ,
               or
               in
               that
               of
               a
               Happy
               Deliverance
               ,
               will
               never
               Forsake
               them
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCLXXVII
             .
             Two
             Men
             and
             a
             Halter
             .
          
           
             A
             Poor
             Rogue
             that
             had
             got
             the
             Devil
             into
             his
             Pocket
             ,
             and
             not
             One
             Cross
             in
             the
             World
             to
             drive
             him
             out
             again
             ,
             found
             upon
             Mature
             Consideration
             ,
             that
             he
             had
             no
             Choice
             before
             him
             ,
             but
             either
             to
             Hang
             or
             Starve
             ;
             for
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             I
             have
             neither
             Cash
             ;
             Credit
             ,
             nor
             Friends
             ,
             to
             keep
             Life
             and
             Soul
             together
             .
             He
             bethought
             himself
             a
             while
             upon
             the
             Matter
             ,
             and
             so
             Resolv'd
             rather
             of
             the
             Two
             to
             go
             to
             Heaven
             in
             a
             String
             .
             Upon
             this
             ,
             he
             immediately
             provides
             himself
             a
             Halter
             ;
             fits
             the
             Noose
             ,
             and
             pitches
             upon
             the
             Place
             of
             Execution
             ;
             but
             as
             he
             was
             driving
             a
             Hook
             into
             an
             Old
             Wall
             to
             Fasten
             the
             Cord
             to
             ,
             Down
             comes
             a
             Great
             Stone
             that
             was
             Loose
             ,
             and
             a
             Pot
             of
             Mony
             along
             with
             it
             .
             The
             Fellow
             presently
             throws
             away
             the
             Halter
             ;
             Takes
             the
             Gold
             by
             Content
             ,
             without
             either
             Weighing
             or
             Counting
             it
             ,
             and
             so
             away
             he
             Scours
             with
             the
             Purchace
             .
             He
             was
             no
             sooner
             gone
             ,
             but
             in
             comes
             the
             Man
             that
             had
             hid
             the
             Mony
             ,
             to
             give
             his
             Pot
             a
             Visit
             :
             He
             finds
             the
             Birds
             flown
             it
             seems
             ,
             and
             
               Marrying
               and
               Hanging
            
             ,
             they
             say
             ,
             
               go
               by
               Destiny
            
             .
             The
             last
             Comer
             ,
             in
             fine
             ,
             succeeds
             to
             the
             Rope
             of
             his
             Predecessor
             ,
             and
             very
             fairly
             Hangs
             himself
             ,
             with
             this
             Comfort
             in
             the
             Conclusion
             ,
             That
             Providence
             had
             Sav'd
             him
             the
             Charge
             of
             a
             Halter
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Where
               there
               's
               Mony
               in
               the
               Case
               ,
               't
               is
               Forty
               to
               One
               but
               some
               Body
               or
               other
               goes
               to
               the
               Devil
               for
               't
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               Poverty
               and
               Avarice
               are
               near
               A-kin
               ,
               and
               the
               Rich
               Insatiable
               Miser
               that
               is
               still
               Carking
               after
               More
               and
               More
               ,
               is
               every
               jot
               as
               Miserable
               as
               he
               that
               has
               just
               Nothing
               at
               all
               .
               What
               's
               the
               Difference
               betwixt
               Gold
               in
               One
               Part
               of
               the
               Earth
               ,
               and
               Gold
               in
               Another
               ?
               Betwixt
               the
               Minted
               Gold
               that
               the
               Sordid
               Churl
               Buries
               in
               a
               Pot
               ,
               and
               the
               Ore
               that
               Nature
               has
               Prepar'd
               and
               Tinctur'd
               in
               the
               Mine
               ?
               They
               are
               Both
               equally
               lost
               to
               the
               common
               Use
               of
               Mankind
               ;
               Only
               the
               One
               lies
               a
               little
               deeper
               then
               the
               Other
               .
               We
               may
               finish
               this
               Moral
               with
               a
               Consideration
               of
               the
               Folly
               of
               those
               People
               that
               Starve
               themselves
               to
               Enrich
               Others
               ,
               and
               make
               their
               Own
               Lives
               Wretched
               for
               the
               Advantage
               perhaps
               of
               Thieves
               or
               Strangers
               .
               The
               Halter
               ,
               in
               fine
               ,
               serv'd
               both
               their
               Turns
               ;
               as
               well
               His
               that
               had
               no
               Mony
               at
               first
               ,
               as
               t'others
               that
               Lost
               it
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCLXXVIII
             .
             A
             Mountebank
             and
             a
             Bear.
             
          
           
             AS
             a
             Quack
             was
             Exposing
             his
             Bills
             and
             his
             Med'cines
             upon
             a
             Stage
             ,
             in
             the
             Quality
             both
             of
             a
             Doctor
             and
             a
             Iack-Pudding
             ,
             Thousands
             and
             Thousands
             of
             People
             Gaping
             and
             Staring
             at
             him
             with
             as
             much
             Reverence
             and
             Attention
             ,
             as
             if
             every
             Word
             that
             came
             out
             of
             his
             Mouth
             had
             dropt
             from
             the
             Lips
             of
             an
             Oracle
             :
             It
             happen'd
             just
             in
             the
             Nick
             of
             this
             Interim
             ,
             that
             an
             Officer
             of
             Paris-Garden
             was
             Leading
             one
             of
             his
             Majesties
             Bears
             ,
             that
             way
             ,
             with
             a
             Ring
             thorough
             the
             Nose
             of
             him
             .
             The
             Rabble
             immediately
             upon
             the
             Novelty
             of
             this
             Adventure
             ,
             quitted
             the
             Mountebank
             ,
             and
             Gather'd
             in
             Multitudes
             about
             the
             
               Bear
               ,
               Shouting
            
             and
             Huzzaing
             along
             with
             him
             ,
             as
             if
             it
             had
             been
             a
             Procession
             to
             a
             Pope-burning
             ,
             or
             peradventure
             some
             more
             Pompous
             Spectacle
             .
             The
             Bear
             upon
             this
             Noise
             and
             Bussle
             ,
             (
             though
             none
             of
             the
             Quickest-Witted
             Animals
             ,
             )
             made
             a
             Speech
             to
             the
             Crowd
             after
             the
             best
             manner
             .
             Heark
             ye
             my
             Friends
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             I
             'm
             Glad
             to
             see
             you
             so
             Merry
             at
             my
             being
             led
             like
             a
             Sot
             by
             the
             Nose
             thus
             ;
             but
             pray
             let
             's
             Laugh
             at
             one
             another
             by
             Turns
             ,
             for
             you
             are
             every
             Jot
             as
             Ridiculous
             to
             Me
             ,
             as
             I
             am
             to
             You
             ,
             the
             Mobile
             are
             led
             by
             the
             Ears
             just
             as
             the
             Bears
             are
             led
             by
             the
             Noses
             ;
             and
             that
             's
             all
             the
             Difference
             in
             the
             Case
             betwixt
             us
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Mobile
               are
               altogether
               for
               Noise
               and
               Novelty
               ,
               and
               One
               New
               Thing
               drives
               out
               another
               :
               Nay
               ,
               we
               take
               Pleasure
               in
               the
               very
               Spectacle
               that
               Effectually
               Abuses
               us
               ;
               as
               a
               Bear
               with
               a
               Ring
               in
               his
               Nose
               ,
               is
               no
               more
               then
               an
               Emblem
               of
               every
               Man
               of
               us
               ,
               for
               we
               are
               led
               as
               much
               as
               He
               ,
               some
               by
               the
               Ear
               or
               Eye
               ;
               others
               by
               our
               Lusts
               and
               Affections
               :
               But
               in
               fine
               ,
               every
               Soul
               of
               us
               some
               way
               or
               other
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               No
               Man
               should
               make
               Sport
               with
               ,
               or
               Condemn
               any
               thing
               in
               another
               ,
               without
               first
               Considering
               whether
               he
               be
               not
               Guilty
               of
               the
               very
               same
               thing
               Himself
               .
               The
               Bear
               is
               led
               after
               One
               Manner
               ;
               the
               Multitude
               are
               led
               after
               Another
               Manner
               ;
               and
               in
               some
               sort
               or
               other
               we
               are
               all
               led
               ;
               only
               the
               Bearward
               in
               this
               Fable
               leads
               but
               One
               Brute
               ,
               and
               the
               Mountebank
               leads
               a
               Thousand
               :
               And
               what
               's
               the
               whole
               Bus'ness
               at
               last
               ,
               but
               Noise
               ,
               Novelty
               and
               Example
               ?
               And
               One
               Fool
               Staring
               and
               Hooting
               for
               Company
               after
               Another
               ;
               We
               take
               more
               Care
               to
               do
               as
               Others
               do
               ,
               then
               to
               do
               as
               we
               ought
               to
               do
               ,
               or
               in
               truth
               to
               Understand
               the
               Sum
               and
               Substance
               of
               our
               Duties
               .
               The
               Peoples
               
               leaving
               the
               Mountebank
               for
               the
               Bear
               ,
               Imports
               as
               great
               a
               Readiness
               ,
               even
               to
               leave
               Him
               too
               for
               what
               comes
               next
               ,
               and
               shews
               us
               that
               there
               's
               no
               Trusting
               to
               the
               Mobile
               .
               It
               may
               serve
               also
               to
               Mind
               us
               ,
               that
               the
               very
               Course
               of
               our
               Lives
               is
               little
               better
               then
               a
               Series
               of
               Mistakes
               ,
               and
               a
               Transition-from
               One
               Weakness
               to
               Another
               .
               He
               that
               finds
               himself
               Uneasy
               in
               One
               Unreasonable
               Choice
               ,
               has
               Recourse
               naturally
               to
               Another
               ,
               perchance
               as
               Unreasonable
               :
               And
               let
               him
               be
               never
               so
               Sick
               of
               the
               Error
               ,
               there
               's
               yet
               some
               Pleasure
               in
               the
               Variety
               ;
               though
               it
               be
               but
               in
               the
               Hope
               of
               Mending
               the
               Matter
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCLXXIX
             .
             A
             
               Skittish
               Horse
            
             .
          
           
             THere
             goes
             a
             Story
             of
             a
             Restiff
             ,
             Skittish
             Jade
             ,
             that
             had
             gotten
             such
             a
             Trick
             of
             Rising
             ,
             Starting
             ,
             and
             Flying
             out
             at
             his
             own
             Shadow
             ,
             that
             he
             was
             not
             to
             be
             Endur'd
             ;
             for
             the
             Discipline
             of
             the
             Spur
             and
             the
             Bit
             was
             wholly
             Lost
             upon
             him
             .
             When
             his
             Rider
             found
             that
             there
             was
             no
             Reclaiming
             of
             him
             by
             the
             Ordinary
             Methods
             of
             Horsemanship
             ,
             he
             took
             him
             to
             task
             upon
             the
             Philosophy
             and
             Logick
             of
             the
             Bus'ness
             .
             'T
             is
             only
             a
             Shadow
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             that
             you
             Boggle
             at
             :
             And
             what
             is
             that
             Shadow
             ,
             but
             so
             much
             Air
             that
             the
             Light
             cannot
             come
             at
             ?
             It
             has
             neither
             Teeth
             nor
             Claws
             ,
             you
             see
             ,
             nor
             any
             thing
             else
             to
             Hurt
             ye
             :
             'T
             will
             neither
             Break
             your
             Shins
             ,
             nor
             Block
             up
             your
             Passage
             ;
             and
             what
             are
             you
             afraid
             of
             then
             ?
             Well
             says
             the
             Horse
             ,
             (
             who
             it
             seems
             had
             more
             Wit
             then
             his
             Master
             ,
             )
             't
             is
             no
             new
             Thing
             in
             the
             VVorld
             ,
             even
             for
             the
             greatest
             Heroes
             to
             shrink
             under
             the
             Impression
             of
             
               Panick
               Terrors
            
             .
             VVhat
             are
             all
             the
             
               Sprights
               ,
               Ghosts
            
             and
             Goblins
             that
             you
             your Selves
             Tremble
             at
             ,
             but
             Phantomes
             and
             Chimera's
             ,
             that
             are
             bred
             and
             shap'd
             in
             your
             own
             Brain
             ?
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Nature
               and
               Reason
               have
               Fortify'd
               us
               ,
               if
               we
               will
               but
               make
               use
               of
               our
               Strength
               ,
               against
               all
               Difficulties
               that
               can
               Befall
               u●…
               in
               this
               World.
               But
               if
               we
               will
               stand
               Boggling
               at
               Imaginary
               Evils
               ,
               let
               us
               never
               Blame
               a
               Horse
               ,
               for
               starting
               at
               a
               Shadow
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               a
               Common
               Thing
               for
               People
               to
               Blame
               what
               they
               Practice
               ,
               and
               to
               be
               spending
               their
               Censures
               upon
               others
               ,
               when
               they
               should
               be
               Examining
               Themselves
               :
               Whereas
               in
               Justice
               ,
               Charity
               and
               Prudence
               ,
               we
               should
               make
               no
               other
               Use
               of
               our
               Neighbours
               Faults
               ,
               then
               we
               do
               of
               a
               Looking
               
               〈◊〉
               to
               Mend
               our
               Own
               Manners
               by
               ,
               and
               to
               set
               Matters
               right
               at
               Home
               .
               When
               we
               see
               a
               Horse
               start
               at
               a
               Shadow
               ,
               what
               have
               we
               more
               to
               do
               then
               to
               Contemplate
               the
               Folly
               and
               Vanity
               of
               our
               own
               Surprizes
               and
               Mistakes
               in
               a
               Thousand
               Instances
               of
               the
               same
               Quality
               !
               For
               what
               are
               all
               the
               Vexatious
               Transports
               of
               our
               Hopes
               and
               Fears
               ,
               Extravagant
               Wishes
               ,
               and
               Vain
               Desires
               ,
               but
               the
               Images
               of
               Things
               every
               jot
               as
               Whimsical
               ,
               as
               the
               Vision
               of
               the
               Shadow
               here
               in
               the
               Fable
               ?
               And
               we
               can
               never
               hope
               for
               Better
               ,
               so
               long
               as
               we
               Govern
               our Selves
               by
               Fancy
               ,
               without
               Reason
               .
               To
               say
               all
               in
               a
               Word
               ,
               the
               whole
               Bus'ness
               comes
               to
               no
               more
               then
               this
               ;
               First
               ,
               We
               form
               some
               
                 Nonsensical
                 Idea
              
               to
               our selves
               ,
               and
               then
               fall
               down
               to
               an
               Idol
               of
               our
               
                 Own
                 Making
              
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCLXXX
             .
             No
             Laws
             against
             Flattery
             .
          
           
             FLattery
             is
             Undoubtedly
             one
             of
             the
             most
             Unmanly
             ,
             and
             Pernicious
             Vices
             under
             the
             Sun
             ,
             either
             Publick
             or
             Private
             ;
             and
             in
             One
             VVord
             ,
             the
             very
             Pest
             of
             all
             Common-wealths
             and
             Families
             ,
             wherever
             it
             is
             Entertain'd
             ;
             and
             yet
             ,
             to
             the
             Scandal
             of
             Human
             Policy
             ,
             even
             in
             the
             Best
             of
             Governments
             ,
             the
             VVorld
             was
             I
             know
             not
             how
             many
             Thousand
             Years
             Old
             ,
             before
             ever
             any
             Provision
             was
             thought
             of
             for
             the
             Preventing
             or
             the
             Suppressing
             of
             this
             
               Epidemical
               Corruption
               .
               Apollo
            
             was
             the
             First
             ,
             that
             (
             out
             of
             his
             Own
             VVisdom
             and
             Goodness
             )
             Erected
             a
             Court
             of
             Justice
             for
             the
             Tryal
             of
             Parasites
             ;
             appointing
             the
             Sharpest
             Satyrists
             of
             the
             Age
             for
             their
             Judges
             ;
             and
             Arming
             the
             Commissioners
             with
             full
             Power
             and
             Authority
             to
             Hear
             and
             Determine
             all
             Causes
             of
             that
             Quality
             :
             The
             Offender
             to
             stand
             Convict
             upon
             the
             Testimony
             of
             one
             single
             VVitness
             ;
             and
             immediately
             upon
             Conviction
             ,
             to
             be
             carried
             away
             into
             the
             Market-Place
             ,
             and
             there
             
               Chain'd
               to
               a
               Stake
            
             ,
             and
             
               Flay'd
               Alive
            
             .
             It
             was
             Observ'd
             ,
             that
             notwithstanding
             the
             Severity
             of
             this
             Inexorable
             Law
             ,
             Flattery
             was
             still
             as
             Bold
             ,
             Busie
             ,
             and
             Barefac'd
             as
             Ever
             ,
             from
             the
             very
             Palace
             to
             the
             Cottage
             ;
             and
             yet
             in
             a
             matter
             of
             Six
             Months
             time
             ,
             not
             One
             Complaint
             brought
             into
             the
             Court
             against
             it
             .
             Upon
             this
             Neglect
             ,
             there
             were
             Spies
             and
             Enformers
             set
             at
             work
             in
             all
             Coffee-Houses
             ,
             and
             other
             Publick
             Places
             ,
             to
             Watch
             the
             Company
             ,
             and
             give
             Intelligence
             to
             the
             Tribunal
             of
             what
             was
             said
             or
             done
             there
             ,
             that
             might
             be
             laid
             hold
             of
             .
             The
             very
             next
             day
             there
             was
             a
             Courtier
             taken
             up
             ,
             and
             an
             Accusation
             Exhibited
             against
             him
             ,
             for
             having
             given
             a
             Person
             of
             Eminent
             Quality
             ,
             the
             Character
             of
             a
             Man
             of
             Honour
             ,
             Brains
             ,
             
             Good
             Government
             ,
             and
             Virtue
             ,
             when
             the
             whole
             World
             knew
             him
             to
             be
             no
             better
             then
             an
             Ignorant
             Mercenary
             Sot
             ,
             that
             without
             any
             regard
             to
             Honesty
             ,
             Prudence
             ,
             or
             Good
             Manners
             ,
             Abandon'd
             himself
             Entirely
             to
             his
             Lusts
             and
             Pleasures
             .
             The
             Prisoner
             both
             Confess'd
             and
             Justify'd
             the
             Fact
             at
             the
             same
             time
             ,
             appealing
             to
             the
             Person
             most
             concern'd
             ,
             whether
             he
             had
             wrong'd
             him
             or
             not
             ;
             who
             not
             only
             Acquitted
             the
             Man
             ,
             but
             Reflected
             most
             Desperately
             upon
             the
             Scandalous
             Practice
             of
             the
             Court
             it self
             ,
             in
             making
             that
             to
             be
             Flattery
             ,
             which
             upon
             the
             whole
             Matter
             ,
             was
             no
             other
             then
             Truth
             and
             Iustice.
             The
             Commission
             was
             hereupon
             Discharg'd
             ,
             for
             they
             found
             it
             utterly
             Impracticable
             to
             punish
             a
             Fault
             that
             no
             Body
             would
             either
             Acknowledge
             or
             Complain
             of
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               nothing
               but
               Self-Love
               at
               Home
               ,
               that
               Provokes
               and
               Invites
               Flattery
               from
               Abroad
               :
               And
               the
               Disposition
               of
               One
               Man
               to
               Receive
               it
               ,
               Encourages
               Another
               to
               Give
               it
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Fiction
               may
               serve
               to
               shew
               us
               ,
               that
               what
               Influence
               soever
               Political
               Laws
               and
               Provisions
               may
               have
               upon
               the
               External
               Regulation
               of
               our
               Practices
               and
               Manners
               ;
               it
               is
               a
               thing
               yet
               utterly
               Impossible
               for
               Human
               Wisdom
               to
               form
               such
               an
               Act
               of
               State
               ,
               as
               shall
               reach
               the
               Wickedness
               of
               the
               Heart
               :
               So
               that
               in
               despite
               of
               all
               the
               Rules
               and
               Cautions
               of
               Government
               ,
               the
               most
               Dangerous
               and
               Mortal
               of
               Vices
               will
               still
               come
               off
               ,
               without
               so
               much
               as
               a
               Publick
               Censure
               .
               As
               who
               shall
               pretend
               to
               inflict
               any
               Punishment
               upon
               Flattery
               ,
               Hypocrisy
               ,
               and
               other
               Sins
               of
               the
               Heart
               ,
               when
               there
               lies
               no
               Proof
               against
               them
               ?
               One
               may
               be
               a
               very
               Honest
               Man
               in
               the
               Eye
               of
               the
               Law
               ,
               and
               yet
               a
               most
               Abominable
               Wretch
               in
               the
               Sight
               of
               God
               ,
               and
               of
               his
               Own
               Conscience
               .
               But
               it
               is
               still
               worth
               the
               while
               however
               ,
               to
               consider
               how
               we
               may
               Discountenance
               and
               prevent
               those
               Evils
               which
               the
               Law
               can
               take
               no
               Cognizance
               of
               .
               And
               to
               gain
               this
               Point
               ,
               the
               Effect
               must
               be
               Obviated
               in
               the
               Cause
               .
               Flattery
               can
               never
               take
               Place
               upon
               any
               Man
               ,
               (
               so
               as
               to
               Corrupt
               him
               )
               that
               did
               not
               Flatter
               Himself
               First
               ;
               for
               it
               is
               a
               Vain
               Opinion
               of
               our Selves
               ,
               that
               lays
               us
               Open
               to
               be
               Impos'd
               upon
               by
               Others
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCLXXXI
             .
             Three
             
               Dreaming
               Travellers
            
             .
          
           
             THree
             Men
             were
             Travelling
             through
             a
             VVilderness
             ;
             the
             Journey
             it
             seems
             was
             longer
             then
             they
             thought
             for
             ,
             and
             their
             Provisions
             fell
             short
             ;
             but
             there
             was
             enough
             left
             for
             
             any
             One
             of
             'em
             yet
             ,
             though
             too
             little
             for
             all
             ;
             and
             how
             to
             Dispose
             of
             the
             Remainder
             ,
             was
             the
             Question
             .
             Come
             (
             says
             One
             of
             the
             Three
             ,
             )
             Let
             's
             e'en
             lye
             Down
             and
             Sleep
             ,
             and
             he
             that
             has
             the
             Strangest
             Dream
             ,
             shall
             have
             That
             that
             's
             Left.
             The
             Motion
             was
             Agreed
             to
             ,
             and
             so
             they
             dispos'd
             themselves
             to
             their
             Rest.
             About
             Midnight
             ,
             Two
             of
             them
             VVak'd
             ,
             and
             told
             one
             another
             their
             Dreams
             .
             Lord
             ,
             says
             one
             of
             'em
             ,
             
               What
               a
               Fancy
               have
               I
               had
               !
               I
               was
               taken
               up
               methought
               into
               the
               Heavens
               ,
               I
               know
               not
               how
               ,
               and
               there
               set
               down
               just
               before
            
             Jupiter's
             
               Throne
               .
               And
               I
            
             says
             T'other
             ,
             
               was
               Hurry'd
               away
               by
               a
               Whirlwind
               ,
               methought
               to
               the
               very
               Pit
               of
               Hell.
            
             The
             Third
             all
             this
             while
             Slept
             Dog-Sleep
             ,
             and
             heard
             every
             VVord
             they
             said
             .
             They
             fell
             then
             to
             Lugging
             and
             Pinching
             their
             Companion
             ,
             to
             tell
             him
             the
             Story
             .
             
               Nay
               ,
               pray
               be
               Quiet
            
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             
               What
               are
               ye
               ?
               Why
               we
               are
               your
               Fellow
               Travellers
               ,
            
             they
             Cry'd
             .
             
               Are
               ye
               come
               back
               again
               then
               ?
            
             says
             he
             .
             They
             told
             him
             they
             had
             never
             stirr'd
             from
             the
             Place
             where
             they
             were
             .
             
               Nay
               then
            
             ,
             says
             t'other
             ,
             
               't
               was
               but
               a
               Dream
               ,
               for
               I
               Fancy'd
               that
               One
               of
               ye
               was
               Carry'd
               away
               with
               a
               Whirlwind
               to
            
             Jupiter
             ,
             
               and
               t'other
               to
            
             Pluto
             :
             
               And
               then
               thought
               I
               to
               my Self
               ,
               I
               shall
               never
               see
               these
               Poor
               People
               again
               ;
               so
               I
               e'n
               fell
               on
               ,
               and
               Eat
               up
               all
               the
               Victuals
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               is
               a
               Fooling
               sort
               of
               Wit
               that
               has
               Nothing
               more
               in
               't
               then
               the
               Tricking
               up
               of
               some
               Insipid
               Conceit
               to
               no
               manner
               of
               Purpose
               ,
               but
               to
               Mortify
               Good
               Company
               ,
               and
               Tire
               out
               an
               Ingenious
               Conversation
               .
               The
               Iests
               of
               these
               People
               are
               only
               to
               be
               Order'd
               as
               we
               do
               Cucumbers
               ;
               Wash
               them
               ,
               and
               Beat
               them
               ,
               and
               then
               throw
               them
               out
               at
               the
               Window
               .
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               they
               are
               Flat
               and
               Insipid
               ,
               without
               either
               Meaning
               or
               Morality
               to
               help
               them
               out
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               WHERE
               Men
               will
               be
               Fooling
               and
               Bantering
               ,
               a
               Trick
               for
               a
               Trick
               is
               but
               Common
               Reason
               and
               Justice
               ;
               and
               it
               comes
               closer
               yet
               too
               ,
               when
               the
               Trick
               is
               Encounter'd
               with
               Another
               of
               the
               same
               Kind
               ;
               for
               it
               does
               not
               only
               spoil
               the
               Jest
               ,
               but
               makes
               the
               Aggressor
               Himself
               Ridiculous
               ;
               especially
               when
               the
               Design
               is
               Forelay'd
               and
               Concerted
               in
               Form
               ,
               as
               here
               in
               the
               Fable
               .
               The
               Frolick
               of
               a
               Cleanly
               Banter
               ,
               may
               do
               well
               enough
               off-hand
               ,
               and
               without
               Affectation
               ;
               but
               a
               
                 Deliberated
                 Foolery
              
               is
               most
               Abominably
               Fulsome
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCLXXXII
             .
             Reason
             of
             State.
             
          
           
             UPon
             the
             coming
             out
             of
             a
             Book
             Entitled
             Reason
             of
             State
             ,
             there
             happen'd
             a
             warm
             Dispute
             in
             the
             Cabinet
             of
             a
             Great
             Prince
             ,
             upon
             that
             Subject
             .
             Some
             would
             have
             it
             to
             be
             ,
             
               The
               Skill
               of
               Erecting
               ,
               Defending
               and
               Enlarging
               a
               Common-Wealth
               .
            
             Others
             were
             for
             changing
             the
             Title
             from
             
               Reason
               of
               State
            
             to
             
               Reason
               of
               Policy
            
             .
             And
             a
             Third
             Party
             was
             for
             Correcting
             the
             former
             Definition
             ,
             and
             rather
             running
             it
             thus
             ,
             [
             
               Reason
               of
               State
               is
               a
               Rule
               Useful
               for
               Common-Wealths
               ,
               how
               contrary
               soever
               to
               the
               Laws
               both
               of
               God
               and
               Man.
            
             ]
             There
             was
             great
             Exception
             taken
             to
             the
             Plain
             Dealing
             of
             this
             Latter
             Definition
             ;
             but
             upon
             Consulting
             Presidents
             ,
             it
             was
             found
             very
             Agreeable
             to
             the
             Practical
             Truth
             of
             the
             matter
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Honesty
               may
               do
               well
               enough
               betwixt
               Man
               and
               Man
               ,
               but
               the
               Measures
               of
               Government
               and
               Righteousness
               are
               quite
               Different
               Things
               .
               The
               Question
               in
               Reason
               of
               State
               is
               not
               Virtue
               ,
               but
               Prudence
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               
                 Reason
                 of
                 State
              
               ,
               in
               the
               Simplicity
               of
               the
               Notion
               ,
               is
               only
               the
               Force
               of
               
                 Political
                 Wisdom
              
               ,
               Abstracted
               from
               the
               Ordinary
               Rules
               and
               Methods
               of
               Conscience
               and
               Religion
               .
               It
               consults
               only
               Civil
               Utility
               ,
               and
               never
               Matters
               it
               ,
               provided
               the
               Publick
               may
               be
               the
               better
               for
               't
               ,
               though
               the
               Instruments
               and
               Managers
               go
               to
               the
               Devil
               .
               'T
               is
               somewhat
               with
               Statesmen
               and
               their
               Disciples
               ,
               as
               it
               was
               with
               the
               Patient
               and
               his
               Physician
               that
               Advis'd
               him
               for
               his
               Healths
               sake
               to
               have
               the
               Use
               of
               a
               Woman
               .
               The
               Good
               Man
               Scrupled
               the
               Remedy
               .
               Well
               ,
               says
               the
               Doctor
               ,
               I
               Prescribe
               to
               your
               Body
               ,
               not
               to
               your
               Soul
               ,
               which
               are
               Two
               Distinct
               Provinces
               ;
               and
               when
               I
               have
               done
               my
               Duty
               to
               the
               One
               ,
               let
               your
               Confessor
               look
               to
               the
               Other
               .
               It
               is
               most
               certain
               ,
               that
               
                 Reason
                 of
                 State
              
               is
               a
               very
               
                 Devillish
                 Thing
              
               ,
               under
               a
               
                 Specious
                 Name
              
               ,
               and
               a
               Cover
               for
               all
               Wickedness
               .
               What
               are
               Alliances
               and
               Ruptures
               ,
               but
               Temporary
               Expedients
               ?
               And
               the
               Ordinary
               Reasons
               of
               War
               and
               Peace
               are
               very
               little
               Better
               then
               Banter
               and
               Paradox
               .
               This
               is
               the
               very
               Truth
               of
               the
               Matter
               ,
               and
               may
               be
               seen
               at
               large
               in
               the
               History
               of
               all
               the
               Governments
               in
               the
               World
               :
               But
               it
               is
               One
               of
               those
               Truths
               yet
               that
               is
               not
               at
               all
               times
               to
               be
               spoken
               ;
               and
               't
               is
               the
               part
               of
               a
               Wise
               Man
               in
               these
               Cases
               ,
               to
               
                 Hear
                 ,
                 See
              
               ,
               and
               
                 Say
                 Nothing
              
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCLXXXIII
             .
             An
             Eagle
             and
             a
             Leveret
             .
          
           
             AN
             Eagle
             that
             was
             Sharp
             set
             ,
             and
             upon
             the
             Wing
             ,
             looking
             about
             her
             for
             her
             Prey
             ,
             spy'd
             out
             a
             Leveret
             ,
             made
             a
             Stoop
             like
             Light'ning
             ,
             and
             Truss'd
             it
             ;
             and
             as
             she
             had
             it
             in
             the
             Foot
             ,
             the
             Miserable
             Wretch
             Enter'd
             into
             an
             Idle
             Expostulation
             upon
             the
             Conscience
             ,
             and
             Justice
             of
             the
             Proceeding
             :
             With
             what
             Honesty
             ,
             says
             the
             Hare
             ,
             Can
             you
             Invade
             the
             Right
             of
             another
             Body
             ?
             Why
             ,
             says
             the
             
               Eagle
               ,
               To
               whom
               do
               you
               belong
               then
               ?
            
             I
             belong
             to
             him
             ,
             (
             says
             the
             Other
             )
             whom
             Heaven
             has
             made
             the
             Master
             of
             all
             Living
             Creatures
             under
             the
             Sun
             ,
             and
             from
             whom
             That
             Propriety
             cannot
             be
             taken
             without
             manifest
             Wrong
             and
             Usurpation
             .
             Man
             is
             
               My
               Master
            
             ,
             and
             I
             know
             no
             other
             .
             Well
             ,
             says
             the
             Eagle
             again
             in
             Wrath
             ,
             
               And
               what
               's
               the
               Title
               now
               ,
               that
               he
               pretends
               to
               this
               Propriety
               ?
            
             Why
             't
             is
             the
             Excellency
             of
             his
             Reason
             ,
             says
             the
             Hare
             ,
             that
             Entitles
             him
             to
             this
             Sovereignty
             ;
             which
             is
             a
             Claim
             that
             from
             the
             Creation
             of
             the
             VVorld
             ,
             to
             this
             Day
             ,
             was
             never
             Subjected
             to
             the
             Question
             .
             
               In
               Truth
            
             ,
             says
             the
             
               Eagle
               ,
               You
               have
               Advanc'd
               a
               very
               Pretty
               Invention
               here
               ,
               in
               setting
               up
            
             Reason
             against
             Force
             ,
             
               where
               the
               Cause
               is
               not
               to
               be
               Decided
               by
            
             Argument
             ,
             
               but
               by
            
             Power
             :
             
               And
               to
               Convince
               ye
               now
               how
               much
               I
               am
               in
               the
               Right
               ,
               You
               shall
               find
               ,
               in
               despite
               of
               all
               other
               Pretensions
               ,
               since
               I
               have
               ye
               under
               my
               Government
               and
               Law
               ,
               that
               you
               were
               not
               Born
               for
            
             Him
             ,
             
               but
               for
            
             Me.
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Laws
               with
               Penalties
               are
               made
               for
               the
               Government
               of
               the
               Simple
               ,
               and
               the
               Weak
               ,
               like
               Cobwebs
               to
               Catch
               Flies
               ;
               but
               Power
               is
               the
               Law
               of
               Laws
               ,
               and
               there
               's
               no
               Disputing
               with
               it
               ,
               but
               upon
               the
               Swords
               Point
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               Tyranny
               and
               Oppression
               never
               wanted
               either
               a
               Plea
               ,
               or
               an
               Advocate
               for
               whatever
               they
               did
               ;
               for
               the
               Majority
               of
               the
               Lawyers
               ,
               the
               Divines
               ,
               and
               
                 All
                 Quaestuary
                 Professions
              
               ,
               will
               be
               sure
               to
               run
               over
               to
               the
               
                 Stronger
                 Side
              
               ,
               where
               Will
               passes
               for
               Law
               ,
               and
               Rapine
               for
               Providence
               .
               So
               that
               it
               is
               a
               Folly
               next
               to
               Madness
               ,
               for
               a
               Friendless
               ,
               and
               an
               Unarmed
               Innocence
               to
               Expostulate
               with
               an
               Invincible
               Power
               .
               The
               Case
               of
               the
               Hare
               and
               the
               Eagle
               is
               a
               Common
               Case
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               where
               the
               Weaker
               is
               a
               Prey
               to
               the
               Stronger
               ;
               where
               a
               Forcible
               Possession
               gives
               a
               Title
               ,
               and
               where
               the
               Justice
               of
               the
               Cause
               is
               Determin'd
               by
               the
               Success
               .
               When
               the
               Hare
               comes
               once
               
               to
               be
               in
               the
               gripe
               ,
               't
               is
               too
               late
               to
               talk
               of
               Reason
               and
               Equity
               ,
               when
               contrary
               to
               all
               the
               Rules
               of
               
                 Moral
                 Iustice
              
               ,
               the
               Conqueror
               is
               both
               Iudge
               and
               Party
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCLXXXIV
             .
             A
             Dog
             and
             his
             Master
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             an
             Excellent
             House-Dog
             ,
             that
             spent
             his
             whole
             Night
             still
             in
             Bawling
             and
             Snarling
             at
             all
             People
             Indifferently
             that
             pass'd
             within
             Hearing
             of
             him
             .
             His
             Master
             took
             him
             to
             Task
             once
             for
             Barking
             and
             Yelling
             so
             at
             every
             Body
             that
             came
             near
             him
             ,
             without
             Distinction
             .
             VVhy
             what
             have
             you
             a
             Nose
             for
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             but
             to
             smell
             out
             a
             Thief
             from
             an
             Honest
             Man
             ?
             I
             will
             not
             have
             ye
             so
             much
             as
             Open
             your
             Mouth
             ,
             I
             tell
             ye
             ,
             at
             a
             Venture
             thus
             .
             Sir
             ,
             says
             the
             Mastiff
             ,
             't
             is
             out
             of
             the
             Zeal
             I
             have
             for
             your
             Service
             ;
             and
             yet
             ,
             when
             all
             is
             done
             too
             ,
             I
             would
             I
             had
             no
             more
             to
             Answer
             for
             ,
             then
             giving
             
               False
               Alarums
            
             ,
             and
             
               Barking
               out
               of
               Season
            
             .
             You
             may
             fancy
             perhaps
             ,
             that
             there
             are
             
               No
               other
               Thieves
            
             then
             those
             that
             the
             Law
             Exposes
             to
             the
             Pillory
             ,
             or
             a
             
               Whipping
               Post
            
             ;
             or
             to
             a
             Turn
             perchance
             at
             Tyburn
             the
             next
             Sessions
             .
             You
             'll
             find
             your self
             Mistaken
             Sir
             ,
             if
             you
             'll
             take
             upon
             ye
             to
             Judge
             of
             these
             Blades
             by
             their
             Garbs
             ,
             Looks
             ,
             and
             outward
             Appearance
             :
             But
             if
             I
             get
             them
             in
             the
             VVind
             once
             ,
             I
             'll
             tell
             ye
             which
             is
             which
             ,
             to
             the
             very
             Hearts
             and
             Souls
             of
             'em
             ,
             without
             the
             Ceremony
             of
             either
             Bench
             ,
             Witnesses
             or
             Jury
             .
             Nay
             ,
             says
             the
             Master
             ,
             if
             you
             should
             happen
             to
             Spy
             a
             
               Knight
               of
               the
               Post
            
             ,
             a
             Catch-pole
             ,
             a
             Iayler
             ,
             a
             Pawn-Broker
             ,
             a
             High-way-man
             ,
             a
             
               Crop-Ear'd
               Scriv'ner
            
             ,
             a
             
               Griping
               Usurer
            
             ,
             a
             
               Corrupt
               Iudge
            
             ,
             or
             any
             of
             these
             Vermin
             ,
             pray'e
             Cry
             out
             Thief
             ,
             and
             spare
             not
             :
             And
             I
             beseech
             ye
             Sir
             ,
             says
             the
             Dog
             ,
             what
             if
             it
             should
             be
             a
             
               Pettifogging
               Splitter
               of
               Causes
            
             ,
             a
             
               Turncoat
               ,
               Ecclesiastical
               ,
               Military
            
             or
             Civil
             ;
             a
             
               Trading
               Iustice
            
             ,
             a
             
               Mortal
               Enemy
            
             under
             the
             Mask
             of
             a
             Friend
             :
             A
             
               Glozing
               Hypocrite
            
             :
             Or
             in
             One
             word
             ,
             let
             it
             be
             in
             any
             other
             Case
             or
             Encounter
             whatsoever
             ;
             You
             will
             find
             it
             Twenty
             Thousand
             to
             One
             upon
             the
             whole
             Matter
             ,
             that
             I
             Bark
             Right
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               History
               of
               Cheats
               and
               Sharpers
               truly
               Written
               ,
               would
               be
               no
               other
               then
               the
               History
               of
               Human
               Nature
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               an
               Unhappy
               thing
               both
               for
               Master
               and
               Servant
               ,
               when
               the
               Love
               ,
               Loyalty
               and
               Zeal
               of
               the
               One
               ,
               shall
               be
               Ill
               Taken
               at
               the
               Hands
               of
               the
               Other
               ;
               for
               he
               that
               will
               not
               Believe
               and
               Depend
               upon
               the
               Faith
               of
               a
               
                 Try'd
                 Friend
              
               and
               Servant
               ,
               falls
               under
               the
               Judgment
               commonly
               of
               giving
               too
               much
               heed
               to
               a
               
                 Secret
                 Enemy
              
               :
               Beside
               ,
               that
               it
               goes
               to
               the
               Heart
               of
               a
               Man
               of
               Honour
               and
               Address
               ,
               when
               he
               has
               done
               his
               Uttermost
               for
               his
               Masters
               Service
               ,
               to
               fall
               under
               the
               Scandalous
               Character
               of
               Officious
               ,
               and
               Impertinent
               ,
               for
               his
               Pains
               .
               The
               Master
               here
               was
               in
               another
               Mistake
               too
               ,
               in
               supposing
               that
               all
               House-Breakers
               and
               Sharpers
               had
               Thief
               written
               in
               their
               Foreheads
               ;
               whereas
               the
               most
               Dangerous
               sort
               of
               Cheats
               ,
               are
               but
               Masqueraders
               ,
               under
               the
               Vizor
               of
               
                 Friends
                 and
                 Honest
                 Men.
              
               The
               Cardinal's
               Rule
               to
               one
               of
               his
               Laquayes
               that
               had
               lost
               his
               Coat
               ,
               comes
               very
               well
               to
               our
               present
               Purpose
               .
               The
               Boy
               said
               that
               his
               Eminence
               told
               him
               they
               were
               all
               so
               Holy
               at
               Rome
               ,
               that
               he
               thought
               there
               had
               been
               
                 no
                 Thieves
                 there
              
               .
               Well
               says
               the
               Cardinal
               ,
               but
               hereafter
               ,
               when
               ever
               you
               come
               into
               a
               strange
               Place
               ,
               you
               may
               take
               every
               Man
               you
               see
               for
               a
               Thief
               ,
               provided
               that
               you
               Call
               no
               Body
               so
               .
               The
               Dog
               went
               this
               way
               to
               work
               ,
               and
               he
               did
               Wisely
               in
               't
               ;
               for
               he
               that
               keeps
               himself
               upon
               this
               Guard
               ,
               shall
               never
               be
               Couzen'd
               .
               The
               best
               will
               help
               it self
               ,
               and
               therefore
               't
               is
               good
               to
               be
               wary
               for
               fear
               of
               the
               Worst
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCLXXXV
             .
             Two
             Doctors
             and
             a
             Sheep
             .
          
           
             AS
             a
             Sheep
             was
             Grazing
             One
             Evening
             in
             a
             Pleasant
             Meadow
             ,
             it
             had
             the
             hap
             to
             Overhear
             
               Two
               Doctors
            
             of
             the
             Schools
             as
             they
             were
             taking
             a
             Walk
             there
             ,
             Philosophizing
             upon
             the
             Advantages
             of
             Mankind
             above
             all
             other
             Creatures
             ;
             and
             particularly
             ,
             upon
             the
             Natural
             Disposition
             that
             Man
             has
             to
             live
             in
             Union
             and
             Society
             .
             The
             Sheep
             gave
             One
             of
             them
             a
             Gentle
             Touch
             by
             the
             Cloak
             ,
             and
             told
             him
             ,
             that
             under
             favour
             ,
             he
             could
             not
             be
             of
             their
             Opinion
             .
             'T
             is
             true
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             you
             have
             your
             Cities
             ,
             Towns
             Incorporate
             ,
             and
             Large
             Communities
             ;
             but
             then
             you
             have
             your
             Magistrates
             too
             ;
             your
             Laws
             ,
             Oaths
             ,
             and
             a
             Thousand
             Shackles
             upon
             ye
             ;
             and
             all
             little
             enough
             to
             keep
             the
             Peace
             among
             ye
             .
             You
             Dispute
             ,
             Wrangle
             ,
             Fight
             ,
             make
             a
             perpetual
             Bussle
             in
             the
             World
             ,
             Break
             Friendships
             ,
             Dissolve
             the
             very
             Tyes
             of
             Marriage
             ,
             and
             Tear
             one
             Another
             to
             Pieces
             with
             all
             manner
             of
             Extravagant
             Contests
             .
             Now
             this
             〈◊〉
             never
             be
             ,
             sure
             ,
             if
             there
             were
             in
             ye
             that
             same
             Implanted
             Inclination
             to
             Unity
             and
             Agreement
             ,
             that
             you
             speak
             of
             .
             If
             you
             would
             come
             to
             a
             clear
             Resolution
             of
             this
             Question
             ,
             you
             must
             first
             set
             your Selves
             at
             liberty
             from
             the
             Over-ruling
             Awe
             of
             
             Disgrace
             ,
             Shame
             ,
             and
             Punishment
             ;
             and
             by
             the
             Removal
             of
             that
             Force
             ,
             leave
             your Selves
             to
             the
             full
             Scope
             of
             your
             Avarice
             and
             Ambition
             .
             You
             will
             then
             find
             by
             the
             Event
             ,
             whether
             Man
             be
             Naturally
             a
             Protector
             and
             Preserver
             of
             Society
             ,
             or
             a
             Destroyer
             of
             it
             .
             No
             ,
             no
             ,
             my
             Learned
             Sirs
             ,
             't
             is
             We
             that
             are
             the
             Sociable
             Creatures
             ,
             We
             Troop
             together
             ,
             Feed
             together
             ,
             Live
             together
             ,
             follow
             the
             same
             Leader
             too
             ,
             without
             any
             Constraint
             upon
             us
             ,
             either
             of
             Vows
             or
             Penalties
             ;
             and
             the
             very
             Flies
             and
             Pismires
             upon
             this
             Topick
             ,
             will
             Rise
             up
             in
             Judgment
             against
             Mankind
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Philosophers
               will
               have
               Man
               in
               a
               Degree
               of
               Excellency
               to
               be
               a
               Sociable
               Creature
               ;
               but
               these
               Philosophers
               are
               Men
               themselves
               then
               ,
               and
               Iudges
               in
               their
               Own
               Case
               :
               Now
               if
               we
               may
               Credit
               Matter
               of
               Fact
               and
               Experience
               ,
               Men
               are
               the
               most
               Disunited
               Creatures
               under
               the
               Heavens
               :
               'T
               is
               their
               Delight
               ,
               Study
               ,
               Practice
               and
               Profession
               to
               lye
               Cutting
               One
               Anothers
               Throats
               ,
               and
               Destroying
               their
               own
               Kind
               :
               Insomuch
               that
               Birds
               ,
               Beasts
               and
               Insects
               ,
               to
               the
               very
               Flies
               and
               Pismires
               ,
               will
               rise
               up
               in
               Iudgment
               against
               Mankind
               in
               this
               Point
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Sheep
               in
               this
               Fable
               was
               clearly
               too
               hard
               for
               the
               
                 Two
                 Doctors
              
               ;
               and
               we
               find
               all
               those
               Reasonings
               to
               be
               true
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               which
               the
               Mutton
               Alleges
               in
               the
               Fiction
               .
               For
               Man
               is
               certainly
               one
               of
               the
               most
               Perverse
               Pieces
               of
               the
               Creation
               ;
               and
               not
               only
               Cross
               to
               his
               Rational
               Brethren
               ,
               but
               betwixt
               his
               Will
               and
               his
               Understanding
               ,
               he
               lives
               in
               a
               Perpetual
               Contradiction
               to
               Himself
               .
               His
               Practice
               is
               directly
               contrary
               to
               his
               Knowledge
               ,
               and
               he
               shuts
               his
               very
               Eyes
               against
               the
               Light
               of
               his
               Nature
               .
               Now
               other
               Creatures
               that
               are
               only
               Guided
               by
               a
               Providential
               Impulse
               ,
               have
               the
               Grace
               to
               follow
               the
               Voice
               of
               their
               Director
               ,
               and
               to
               keep
               themselves
               within
               the
               Compass
               of
               their
               proper
               Bus'ness
               and
               Duty
               .
               Whereas
               Man
               ,
               that
               over
               and
               above
               the
               same
               common
               Instinct
               ,
               is
               endu'd
               with
               the
               Talent
               of
               Counsel
               and
               Knowledge
               ,
               Improves
               those
               Advantages
               only
               to
               his
               Greater
               Condemnation
               ,
               by
               Abandoning
               the
               Offices
               and
               Functions
               of
               his
               Reasonable
               Being
               .
               The
               Sum
               of
               the
               Moral
               ,
               in
               fine
               ,
               may
               be
               this
               ,
               that
               it
               is
               not
               so
               much
               the
               Excellency
               of
               our
               Human
               Nature
               ,
               that
               Distinguishes
               us
               from
               Brutes
               ,
               as
               the
               due
               Exercise
               and
               Application
               of
               those
               Rational
               Faculties
               that
               Heaven
               has
               Bestow'd
               upon
               us
               :
               Which
               comes
               to
               the
               very
               case
               of
               the
               Sheep
               and
               the
               
                 Doctors
                 .
                 Man
              
               knows
               what
               he
               Ought
               to
               do
               ,
               but
               (
               to
               his
               Greater
               Condemnation
               ,
               )
               he
               does
               not
               Act
               according
               to
               his
               Knowledge
               ;
               whereas
               Animals
               that
               are
               Guided
               barely
               by
               Instinct
               ,
               live
               in
               Obedience
               to
               the
               Voice
               of
               Heaven
               in
               that
               of
               Nature
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCLXXXVI
             .
             
               Few
               Friends
            
             .
          
           
             ONe
             that
             had
             a
             Great
             Honour
             for
             Socrates
             ,
             took
             Notice
             of
             a
             Pitiful
             Little
             House
             that
             he
             was
             a
             Building
             :
             'T
             is
             a
             strange
             Thing
             (
             says
             he
             to
             the
             Philosopher
             ,
             )
             that
             so
             Great
             a
             Man
             as
             you
             are
             should
             ever
             think
             of
             Living
             in
             so
             Wretched
             a
             Cabin
             .
             Well
             ,
             says
             Socrates
             ,
             And
             yet
             as
             Little
             as
             it
             is
             ,
             he
             were
             a
             Happy
             Man
             that
             had
             but
             
               True
               Friends
            
             enough
             to
             Fill
             it
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               A
               Friend
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               is
               quite
               Another
               Thing
               then
               a
               Friend
               in
               the
               Schools
               :
               And
               there
               's
               a
               Great
               Difference
               in
               the
               Speculation
               of
               a
               Friend
               ,
               from
               what
               we
               find
               in
               the
               Practice
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               Friendship
               is
               a
               Divine
               Excellency
               ,
               wrapt
               up
               in
               a
               Common
               Name
               ,
               and
               nothing
               less
               then
               the
               uttermost
               Perfection
               of
               Flesh
               and
               Blood
               ,
               for
               Wisdom
               and
               Virtue
               ,
               can
               Entitle
               a
               Man
               to
               the
               Character
               of
               a
               
                 True
                 Friend
              
               ;
               though
               Custom
               ,
               I
               know
               ,
               has
               so
               far
               Prevail'd
               for
               a
               Promiscuous
               Application
               of
               the
               Word
               to
               Common
               Acquaintances
               and
               Relations
               ,
               that
               it
               passes
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               by
               a
               certain
               kind
               of
               Figure
               ,
               for
               Civility
               and
               Respect
               .
               But
               Socrates
               all
               this
               while
               did
               very
               well
               Understand
               what
               he
               said
               ,
               touching
               the
               Rarity
               and
               Paucity
               of
               Friends
               ;
               and
               he
               might
               have
               added
               ,
               that
               it
               is
               as
               hard
               a
               matter
               how
               to
               Understand
               to
               Be
               a
               Friend
               ,
               as
               to
               know
               where
               to
               Find
               One.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCLXXXVII
             .
             An
             Ass
             Carrying
             an
             Image
             .
          
           
             AS
             an
             Ass
             was
             Carrying
             an
             Image
             in
             Procession
             ,
             the
             People
             fell
             every
             where
             down
             upon
             their
             Knees
             before
             him
             .
             This
             Silly
             Animal
             fancy'd
             that
             they
             Worship'd
             Him
             all
             this
             while
             ;
             'till
             One
             Rounded
             him
             in
             the
             Ear
             ;
             and
             told
             him
             ,
             Friend
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             
               You
               are
               the
               very
               same
               Ass
               with
               this
               Burden
               upon
               your
               Back
               ,
               that
               you
               were
               before
               you
               took
               it
               up
               ;
               and
               't
               is
               not
               the
            
             Brute
             
               they
               Bowe
               to
               ,
               but
               the
            
             Image
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               A
               Publick
               Character
               is
               never
               the
               less
               to
               be
               Reverenc'd
               ,
               because
               a
               Coxcomb
               perhaps
               may
               Carry
               it
               ;
               nor
               that
               Coxcomb
               one
               jot
               the
               more
               ,
               save
               only
               for
               the
               sake
               of
               his
               Office.
               
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Simple
               Vanity
               of
               this
               Ass
               is
               a
               very
               Pertinent
               Reproof
               to
               those
               Men
               that
               take
               the
               Honour
               and
               Respect
               that
               is
               done
               to
               the
               Character
               they
               Sustain
               ,
               to
               be
               paid
               to
               the
               Person
               ;
               as
               if
               Mr.
               Constable
               should
               Assume
               to
               his
               Visage
               ,
               the
               Reverence
               that
               's
               paid
               to
               his
               Commission
               .
               There
               are
               that
               Interpret
               every
               Nod
               or
               Glance
               of
               Civility
               ,
               in
               their
               own
               Favour
               ,
               though
               it
               was
               neither
               Due
               to
               them
               ,
               nor
               ever
               Intended
               them
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCLXXXVIII
             .
             A
             Dog
             and
             a
             Cat.
             
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Dog
             and
             a
             Cat
             brought
             up
             in
             the
             same
             House
             ,
             from
             a
             Whelp
             and
             a
             Kittling
             ,
             and
             never
             were
             Two
             Creatures
             better
             together
             ;
             so
             Kind
             ,
             so
             Gamesome
             and
             Diverting
             ,
             that
             it
             was
             half
             the
             Entertainment
             of
             the
             Family
             to
             see
             the
             Gamboles
             and
             Love-Tricks
             that
             pass'd
             betwixt
             them
             .
             Only
             it
             was
             Observ'd
             ,
             that
             still
             at
             Meal-times
             they
             would
             be
             Snarling
             and
             Spitting
             at
             One
             Another
             under
             the
             Table
             :
             And
             what
             was
             the
             whole
             Sum
             of
             the
             Controversy
             at
             last
             ,
             but
             a
             Dog-and-Cat-Wrangle
             about
             the
             Picking
             of
             a
             Bone
             ,
             or
             the
             Licking
             of
             a
             Trencher
             ?
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Flesh
               and
               Blood
               does
               Naturally
               Consult
               its
               own
               Advantage
               ;
               and
               when
               that
               comes
               to
               be
               the
               Question
               ,
               There
               's
               the
               Bone
               that
               in
               some
               Degree
               or
               other
               sets
               all
               Mortals
               together
               by
               the
               Ears
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               HERE
               's
               a
               Perfect
               Emblem
               of
               the
               Practices
               and
               Friendships
               of
               the
               World
               ;
               for
               Men
               have
               their
               Toying
               Seasons
               ,
               and
               their
               Pleasant
               Humours
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               Dogs
               and
               Cats
               .
               We
               Contract
               Little
               Likings
               〈◊〉
               enter
               into
               Agreeable
               Conversations
               ,
               and
               pass
               away
               the
               time
               so
               Mer●…ly
               and
               Kindly
               together
               ,
               (
               at
               least
               while
               that
               Fit
               of
               Dalliance
               and
               Diversion
               Lasts
               ,
               )
               that
               one
               would
               think
               it
               impossible
               for
               any
               thing
               under
               the
               Sun
               
               to
               Break
               the
               Intrigue
               ;
               and
               yet
               upon
               the
               throwing
               in
               any
               Cross
               Interest
               among
               'em
               ;
               (
               which
               is
               all
               One
               with
               the
               Bone
               under
               the
               Table
               ,
               )
               nay
               ,
               upon
               a
               Jealous
               Thought
               ,
               or
               a
               Mistaken
               Word
               or
               Look
               ,
               all
               former
               Bonds
               are
               Cancell'd
               ,
               the
               League
               Broken
               ,
               and
               the
               Farce
               Concludes
               in
               Biting
               and
               Scratching
               one
               another's
               Eyes
               out
               .
               The
               same
               Figure
               will
               serve
               for
               Princes
               and
               States
               ,
               Publick
               Persons
               and
               Private
               ,
               Marry'd
               and
               Single
               ;
               People
               in
               fine
               of
               all
               Professions
               and
               Pretences
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCLXXXIX
             .
             Aristotle's
             Definition
             of
             a
             Tyrant
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             so
             great
             Offence
             taken
             at
             the
             Definition
             of
             a
             Tyrant
             in
             
               Aristotle's
               Politicks
            
             ,
             that
             all
             the
             Governors
             under
             the
             Cope
             of
             Heaven
             ,
             found
             themselves
             Touch'd
             in
             the
             Reflexion
             :
             Insomuch
             that
             they
             all
             Met
             in
             a
             General
             Council
             ,
             to
             take
             the
             Matter
             into
             Consideration
             .
             
               Those
               Princes
            
             (
             says
             Aristotle
             )
             are
             Tyrants
             ,
             
               that
               intend
               their
               own
               Good
               ,
               more
               then
               that
               of
               their
               Subjects
               .
            
             The
             Princes
             were
             so
             Nettled
             at
             the
             Scandal
             of
             this
             Affront
             ,
             that
             every
             Man
             took
             it
             to
             Himself
             ;
             for
             according
             to
             that
             Doctrin
             ,
             all
             the
             Governors
             upon
             the
             Face
             of
             the
             Earth
             from
             Adam
             to
             this
             Day
             ,
             have
             been
             no
             better
             then
             Downright
             Tyrants
             .
             The
             Council
             was
             once
             Thinking
             to
             put
             Aristotle
             to
             Extremities
             ;
             but
             imputing
             it
             rather
             to
             the
             Natural
             Sawcyness
             of
             a
             Pedant
             ,
             (
             for
             there
             's
             no
             Grammar
             for
             Politicks
             ,
             )
             then
             to
             any
             
               Malice
               Prepense
            
             ,
             they
             made
             him
             Eat
             his
             Words
             ,
             and
             Expound
             Himself
             ;
             that
             what
             he
             said
             of
             Tyrants
             ,
             was
             only
             meant
             of
             
               a
               sort
               of
               Persecutors
               of
               Old
               Time
               ,
               that
               have
               been
               now
               long
               since
               Extinct
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               In
               all
               General
               Characters
               of
               Bad
               Men
               ,
               whether
               Princes
               ,
               Publick
               Ministers
               ,
               or
               Private
               Persons
               ,
               Care
               should
               be
               taken
               not
               to
               Involve
               the
               Good
               under
               the
               same
               Scandal
               and
               Condemnation
               .
               There
               are
               some
               Principles
               and
               Methods
               of
               Government
               ,
               wherein
               the
               Best
               and
               the
               Worst
               of
               Princes
               may
               Agree
               ;
               but
               then
               there
               are
               certain
               Perverse
               Notions
               of
               the
               Thing
               ,
               and
               Corrupt
               Practices
               ,
               that
               can
               hardly
               be
               Touch'd
               upon
               ,
               without
               Engaging
               all
               Crown'd
               Heads
               in
               the
               Reproach
               :
               And
               't
               is
               Dangerous
               Skewing
               upon
               the
               Errors
               of
               the
               Age
               a
               Man
               lives
               in
               .
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Fancy
               gives
               us
               to
               Understand
               ,
               that
               Secrets
               of
               State
               are
               not
               properly
               the
               Bus'ness
               of
               the
               Schools
               ,
               and
               in
               truth
               it
               is
               a
               Topick
               too
               ,
               that
               does
               as
               little
               become
               the
               Pulpit
               ;
               for
               Politicks
               are
               matter
               of
               Practice
               rather
               then
               of
               Notion
               :
               Beside
               ,
               that
               the
               Rules
               of
               Government
               and
               those
               of
               Religion
               ,
               Abstractedly
               consider'd
               ,
               have
               very
               little
               Affinity
               one
               with
               the
               other
               :
               For
               the
               Wisdom
               of
               this
               World
               ,
               or
               that
               which
               we
               call
               
                 Civil
                 Prudence
              
               ,
               does
               not
               at
               all
               concern
               it self
               in
               the
               Question
               of
               Virtue
               or
               of
               Conscience
               .
               From
               hence
               it
               may
               be
               Inferr'd
               ,
               that
               Ministers
               of
               State
               ,
               Priests
               ,
               and
               Philosophers
               ,
               should
               do
               well
               to
               keep
               to
               their
               Respective
               Professions
               ,
               without
               Invading
               the
               Province
               one
               of
               another
               .
               Here
               's
               a
               Check
               put
               upon
               the
               Definition
               of
               a
               Tyrant
               ;
               not
               so
               much
               for
               the
               
                 False
                 Doctrin
              
               of
               the
               Position
               ,
               as
               for
               the
               Scandal
               of
               Exposing
               Majesty
               ,
               by
               the
               Innuendo
               of
               so
               Irreverend
               a
               Truth
               ;
               for
               the
               Character
               of
               a
               Crown'd
               Head
               ought
               to
               be
               kept
               Sacred
               ,
               let
               the
               Person
               be
               what
               he
               will.
               Here
               is
               likewise
               an
               other
               Hint
               of
               Caution
               to
               us
               ,
               that
               in
               all
               Liberties
               of
               this
               Nature
               ,
               we
               keep
               clear
               of
               the
               present
               Times
               ,
               and
               be
               still
               looking
               another
               way
               ,
               whatever
               we
               mean.
               
            
             
               As
               to
               the
               Definition
               of
               a
               Tyrant
               it self
               ,
               let
               it
               be
               Candidly
               taken
               ,
               and
               the
               Drift
               of
               it
               is
               this
               ;
               the
               common
               Safety
               of
               King
               and
               People
               is
               wrapt
               up
               in
               the
               Well-being
               of
               each
               other
               .
               The
               Prince
               intends
               his
               Own
               Good
               in
               that
               of
               the
               People
               ;
               and
               at
               the
               same
               time
               ,
               the
               Good
               of
               the
               People
               in
               that
               of
               Himself
               ;
               for
               they
               Stand
               or
               Fall
               together
               :
               But
               then
               there
               's
               One
               Tenderness
               of
               Care
               and
               Duty
               ,
               and
               another
               of
               Personal
               Inclination
               ,
               or
               (
               if
               I
               may
               so
               Call
               it
               )
               Infirmity
               ;
               and
               That
               's
               Aristotle's
               Tyrant
               ,
               where
               a
               Ruler
               Indulges
               his
               Private
               Appetite
               ,
               and
               Sacrifices
               his
               People
               to
               his
               Passions
               or
               his
               Pleasures
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXC
             .
             A
             Country-man
             and
             a
             Panther
             .
          
           
             A
             Panther
             had
             the
             Fortune
             to
             drop
             into
             a
             Pit-fall
             .
             The
             People
             came
             Flocking
             about
             him
             ;
             some
             Pelting
             and
             Battering
             him
             with
             Stones
             and
             Cudgels
             ;
             others
             Pity'd
             him
             ,
             and
             threw
             him
             somewhat
             to
             Eat
             .
             Toward
             Night
             ,
             they
             went
             All
             Home
             again
             ,
             taking
             for
             granted
             that
             they
             should
             find
             him
             Dead
             next
             Morning
             :
             But
             in
             that
             Interim
             he
             came
             to
             Himself
             again
             ,
             and
             gave
             'em
             the
             Slip
             :
             And
             upon
             getting
             Loose
             ,
             he
             made
             such
             Havock
             both
             with
             Man
             and
             Beast
             ,
             that
             the
             whole
             Country
             ,
             Friend
             and
             Foe
             ,
             were
             all
             in
             Dread
             of
             him
             .
             The
             Panther
             finding
             the
             Fright
             so
             General
             ,
             call'd
             out
             to
             'em
             ,
             and
             told
             them
             ;
             
               So
               many
               of
               ye
            
             (
             says
             he
             )
             
               as
               were
               Kind
               to
               me
               in
               the
               Pit
               ,
               set
               your
               Hearts
               at
               Rest
               ,
               for
               I
               'll
               not
               Hurt
               a
               Creature
               of
               ye
               now
               I'm
               at
               Liberty
               .
            
             
             I
             have
             not
             forgotten
             who
             they
             were
             that
             gave
             me
             Bread
             ,
             and
             who
             threw
             Stones
             at
             me
             ;
             and
             I
             'm
             an
             Enemy
             only
             to
             those
             that
             were
             Enemies
             to
             me
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               There
               's
               no
               Creature
               so
               Wild
               and
               Savage
               ,
               but
               it
               may
               be
               wrought
               upon
               and
               Reclaim'd
               by
               Good
               Offices
               and
               Benefits
               ;
               to
               the
               shame
               of
               that
               part
               of
               Mankind
               ,
               that
               returns
               Evil
               for
               Good
               ,
               and
               is
               yet
               to
               Learn
               Humanity
               from
               the
               Beasts
               of
               the
               Forrests
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               HERE
               's
               a
               Reproof
               to
               the
               Practices
               of
               Ungrateful
               Men
               ,
               under
               the
               Figure
               of
               a
               Grateful
               Beast
               :
               A
               Grateful
               ,
               and
               I
               might
               have
               said
               a
               Generous
               Beast
               ,
               in
               being
               kind
               to
               those
               in
               their
               Distress
               ,
               that
               had
               been
               so
               to
               Him
               in
               His.
               How
               much
               Worse
               then
               Brutes
               are
               those
               Men
               then
               ,
               that
               owe
               the
               Best
               Blood
               in
               their
               Veins
               to
               the
               Bounty
               of
               their
               Friends
               and
               Patrons
               ,
               and
               yet
               after
               Raising
               them
               from
               the
               very
               Dunghil
               to
               Honours
               and
               Fortunes
               ,
               are
               the
               forwardest
               to
               Insult
               upon
               their
               Supporters
               and
               Masters
               ,
               when
               they
               see
               'em
               in
               any
               Calamity
               ;
               and
               to
               add
               Affliction
               to
               Affliction
               !
               Now
               to
               Pursue
               the
               Fable
               ,
               Here
               's
               a
               Common
               Enemy
               ,
               in
               Appearance
               ,
               at
               the
               Mercy
               of
               the
               People
               about
               him
               ;
               some
               Beat
               him
               ,
               others
               take
               Pity
               of
               him
               :
               He
               comes
               afterward
               to
               make
               his
               Escape
               ,
               and
               Distinguishes
               his
               Enemies
               from
               his
               Friends
               ,
               by
               Destroying
               the
               One
               ,
               and
               Sparing
               the
               Other
               .
               Shall
               we
               call
               the
               One
               a
               Judgment
               now
               ,
               and
               the
               other
               a
               Providence
               ;
               as
               if
               the
               Outrage
               had
               been
               a
               Fault
               ,
               and
               the
               Pity
               a
               Meritorious
               Act
               of
               Good
               Nature
               ?
               The
               Moral
               will
               hold
               good
               in
               both
               Respects
               ;
               for
               let
               the
               Judgment
               or
               the
               Execution
               of
               Death
               be
               never
               so
               Just
               ,
               it
               is
               yet
               Barbarons
               ,
               Inhuman
               and
               Unwarrantable
               to
               Aggravate
               the
               Suffering
               with
               Insolence
               ,
               Contumely
               ,
               Malice
               and
               Reproach
               :
               And
               so
               for
               the
               Tenderness
               on
               the
               other
               hand
               ,
               't
               is
               a
               softness
               Inseparable
               from
               the
               Genuine
               Impulse
               of
               a
               Reasonable
               Being
               :
               For
               the
               Compassion
               is
               a
               Laudable
               Benignity
               of
               Disposition
               ,
               though
               Exercis'd
               upon
               a
               Beast
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXCI
             .
             A
             Mastiff
             and
             an
             Ass.
             
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Huge
             Bear-Dog
             ,
             and
             an
             Ass
             laden
             with
             Bread
             upon
             a
             Long
             Journey
             together
             :
             They
             were
             Both
             very
             Hungry
             ,
             and
             while
             the
             Ass
             was
             Grazing
             upon
             Thistles
             by
             the
             Way-side
             ,
             the
             Dog
             would
             fain
             have
             been
             Eating
             too
             for
             Company
             ,
             and
             Begg'd
             a
             Bit
             of
             Bread
             of
             him
             .
             The
             Ass
             made
             him
             Answer
             ,
             that
             if
             he
             were
             Hungry
             ,
             he
             might
             e'en
             do
             as
             he
             did
             ;
             for
             he
             had
             no
             Bread
             to
             spare
             .
             While
             this
             pass'd
             ,
             up
             comes
             
             a
             Wolf
             toward
             them
             .
             The
             Ass
             fell
             a
             Trembling
             ,
             and
             told
             the
             Dog
             ,
             he
             hop'd
             he
             would
             stand
             by
             him
             if
             the
             Wolf
             should
             set
             upon
             him
             .
             No
             ,
             says
             the
             Dog
             ,
             they
             that
             will
             Eat
             Alone
             ,
             shall
             e'en
             Fight
             Alone
             too
             ,
             for
             me
             :
             And
             so
             he
             left
             his
             Fellow-Traveller
             at
             the
             Mercy
             of
             the
             Wolf.
             
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Common-Defence
               and
               Preservation
               ,
               is
               the
               Main
               End
               of
               Society
               ,
               and
               the
               Great
               Benefit
               we
               receive
               by
               Ioining
               in
               't
               :
               We
               Love
               One
               Another
               ,
               because
               we
               are
               the
               better
               for
               One
               Another
               ;
               and
               it
               is
               the
               Interest
               that
               Supports
               us
               in
               the
               Duty
               ;
               when
               that
               Reciprocal
               Kindness
               sails
               ,
               as
               we
               see
               here
               in
               the
               Dog
               and
               the
               Ass
               ,
               the
               League
               drops
               to
               Pieces
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               ONE
               Good
               Turn
               we
               say
               ,
               requires
               Another
               ;
               and
               it
               may
               be
               added
               ,
               that
               one
               Shrewd
               Turn
               Deserves
               and
               Provokes
               Another
               .
               The
               Asses
               want
               of
               Charity
               in
               One
               Minute
               ,
               cost
               him
               his
               Life
               in
               the
               next
               ;
               and
               he
               was
               paid
               in
               his
               Own
               Kind
               too
               ,
               in
               the
               return
               of
               One
               Scom
               for
               Another
               .
               It
               was
               an
               Offence
               against
               the
               very
               Laws
               of
               Nature
               ,
               and
               Society
               ,
               and
               the
               Punishment
               Consequently
               was
               Providential
               and
               Just.
               He
               that
               shews
               no
               Compassion
               ,
               shall
               find
               None
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXCII
             .
             A
             Laconique
             Try'd
             and
             Sentenc'd
             .
          
           
             IT
             was
             the
             Ill
             hap
             of
             a
             Learned
             Laconique
             ,
             to
             make
             use
             of
             
               Three
               Words
            
             ,
             when
             Two
             would
             have
             done
             his
             Business
             :
             The
             Matter
             was
             so
             Foul
             ,
             and
             the
             Fact
             so
             clearly
             Prov'd
             upon
             him
             ,
             that
             being
             Cited
             before
             the
             Senate
             ,
             he
             was
             Heard
             and
             Condemn'd
             to
             Read
             over
             
               Guicciardines
               War
               of
               Pisa
            
             from
             End
             to
             End
             ,
             without
             either
             Eating
             or
             Drinking
             'till
             he
             had
             gone
             through
             it
             .
             The
             Poor
             Man
             fell
             into
             so
             Desperate
             an
             Agony
             before
             he
             could
             get
             over
             One
             Single
             Leaf
             on
             't
             ,
             that
             he
             threw
             himself
             upon
             his
             Face
             ,
             Imploring
             the
             Mercy
             of
             the
             Court
             ,
             though
             't
             were
             but
             to
             change
             his
             Punishment
             :
             They
             might
             send
             him
             to
             the
             Gallies
             ,
             he
             said
             ,
             or
             if
             it
             were
             to
             
               Flay
               him
               Alive
            
             ,
             or
             
               Bury
               Him
               betwixt
               Four
               Walls
            
             ,
             and
             he
             should
             ever
             acknowledge
             it
             as
             an
             Act
             of
             Clemency
             ;
             but
             for
             a
             Man
             of
             Brains
             and
             Thought
             ,
             to
             Trouble
             his
             Head
             with
             such
             a
             deal
             of
             Tedious
             
             Trash
             and
             Pedantry
             ,
             the
             Torment
             he
             said
             ,
             of
             
               Perillus's
               Brazen
               Bull
            
             ,
             was
             Nothing
             to
             't
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Time
               is
               Life
               ,
               and
               Life
               is
               Precious
               :
               'T
               is
               short
               enough
               at
               Best
               ;
               but
               the
               more
               we
               Contract
               our
               Talk
               and
               our
               Bus'ness
               ,
               the
               more
               we
               have
               on
               't
               .
               Wherefore
               it
               is
               Great
               Wisdom
               to
               Couch
               all
               we
               have
               to
               do
               ,
               in
               as
               Narrow
               a
               Compass
               as
               possible
               .
               The
               Killing
               of
               a
               Man
               with
               many
               Words
               ,
               is
               only
               Another
               sort
               of
               Murder
               ,
               out
               of
               the
               Reach
               of
               the
               Law.
               
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Emblem
               bids
               us
               Husband
               our
               Time
               ,
               and
               bring
               the
               Bus'ness
               of
               Life
               into
               as
               Narrow
               a
               Compass
               as
               we
               can
               ;
               for
               we
               have
               a
               great
               deal
               to
               do
               .
               'T
               is
               in
               effect
               ,
               so
               much
               Life
               Lost
               ,
               as
               we
               squander
               away
               in
               more
               Words
               then
               needs
               ,
               and
               in
               the
               Exchange
               of
               Idle
               and
               Impertinent
               Discourses
               :
               Beside
               the
               Mortification
               of
               a
               Tedious
               Talker
               .
               The
               Figure
               is
               carry'd
               to
               the
               Heighth
               ,
               in
               the
               Representation
               ,
               both
               of
               the
               Crime
               and
               of
               the
               Punishment
               ;
               over
               and
               above
               the
               Equity
               of
               Tormenting
               the
               Tormentor
               of
               Others
               in
               his
               own
               kind
               ,
               as
               Phalaris
               Sentenc'd
               Perillus
               to
               be
               Burnt
               in
               his
               
                 Own
                 Bull.
              
               
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXCIII
             .
             Matchiavel
             Condemn'd
             .
          
           
             NO
             Man
             ever
             had
             a
             Worse
             Name
             in
             the
             World
             for
             a
             Promoter
             of
             Seditious
             and
             Atheistical
             Politicks
             ,
             then
             
               Nicholas
               Matchiavel
               the
               Florentine
            
             :
             Insomuch
             ,
             that
             he
             was
             Banish'd
             ,
             not
             only
             the
             Conversation
             ,
             but
             the
             very
             Libraries
             of
             all
             Learned
             Men
             ,
             upon
             pain
             of
             being
             Burnt
             for
             his
             Pestilent
             Doctrins
             ,
             wherever
             he
             should
             be
             taken
             ;
             and
             a
             Severe
             Punishment
             inflicted
             over
             and
             above
             upon
             any
             Man
             that
             should
             presume
             to
             Comfort
             ,
             Abet
             ,
             or
             Receive
             him
             .
             It
             was
             his
             Fortune
             after
             this
             ,
             to
             be
             found
             upon
             a
             Search
             ,
             in
             the
             Corner
             of
             a
             Friends
             Study
             ,
             and
             to
             be
             made
             a
             Pris'ner
             ;
             and
             then
             in
             course
             to
             Undergo
             a
             Sentence
             according
             to
             the
             Decree
             .
             But
             all
             these
             Formalities
             notwithstanding
             ,
             he
             was
             yet
             by
             the
             Extraordinary
             Favour
             of
             his
             Judges
             ,
             upon
             his
             Humble
             Petition
             for
             a
             Hearing
             ,
             admitted
             to
             his
             Defence
             ,
             which
             was
             to
             this
             following
             Effect
             .
             He
             made
             no
             Difficulty
             of
             Confessing
             the
             Fact
             ,
             and
             of
             Acknowledging
             himself
             the
             Publisher
             of
             Pernicious
             and
             Execrable
             Positions
             ;
             but
             withal
             ,
             says
             he
             ,
             no
             Mortal
             upon
             the
             Face
             of
             the
             
             Earth
             ,
             has
             a
             Greater
             Abhorrence
             for
             those
             Desperate
             Maxims
             then
             my self
             .
             As
             to
             the
             Inventing
             of
             those
             Tenets
             ,
             he
             made
             Protestation
             ,
             that
             he
             had
             no
             Hand
             in
             't
             at
             all
             ,
             and
             that
             the
             Political
             Part
             of
             his
             Discourses
             ,
             was
             only
             Copy'd
             out
             of
             the
             General
             Practices
             and
             Councils
             of
             Christian
             Princes
             ;
             and
             that
             if
             they
             pleas'd
             ,
             he
             was
             ready
             to
             Instance
             in
             the
             very
             Presidents
             .
             After
             this
             ,
             he
             appeal'd
             to
             the
             Justice
             of
             the
             Bench
             ,
             whether
             it
             were
             not
             very
             hard
             to
             make
             it
             Mortal
             ,
             for
             One
             Man
             to
             write
             the
             Naked
             History
             of
             a
             thing
             done
             ;
             and
             at
             the
             same
             time
             to
             allow
             the
             very
             Doing
             of
             it
             to
             be
             Praise-worthy
             in
             Another
             .
             This
             Plea
             had
             brought
             him
             off
             ,
             but
             for
             a
             Fresh
             Accusation
             that
             was
             Immediately
             started
             against
             him
             ;
             which
             was
             ,
             that
             he
             was
             Taken
             in
             the
             Dark
             One
             Night
             among
             a
             Flock
             of
             Sheep
             ,
             putting
             
               Dogs
               Teeth
            
             into
             their
             Mouths
             ,
             which
             must
             enevitably
             be
             the
             Ruin
             of
             the
             Shepherds
             ;
             for
             it
             could
             never
             be
             Expected
             that
             the
             whole
             Flock
             would
             ever
             submit
             to
             the
             Government
             of
             One
             ,
             if
             it
             had
             either
             Teeth
             ,
             Wit
             or
             Horns
             .
             Upon
             the
             Proof
             of
             this
             Charge
             ,
             he
             was
             Deliver'd
             up
             immediately
             to
             Justice
             ,
             and
             the
             Law
             Executed
             upon
             him
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               The
               Secrets
               of
               Government
               ought
               not
               to
               be
               Touch'd
               with
               Unwash'd
               Hands
               ,
               and
               Expos'd
               to
               the
               Multitude
               ;
               for
               upon
               Granting
               the
               People
               a
               Priviledge
               of
               Debating
               the
               Prerogatives
               of
               Sovereign
               Power
               ,
               they
               will
               Infer
               Naturally
               enough
               a
               Right
               ,
               and
               a
               Title
               to
               the
               Controlling
               and
               the
               Over-ruling
               of
               it
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               HE
               that
               Exposes
               the
               Arts
               of
               Government
               to
               the
               People
               ,
               does
               in
               Effect
               Appeal
               to
               'em
               ,
               and
               give
               the
               Multitude
               some
               sort
               of
               Right
               to
               Judge
               of
               ,
               and
               to
               Censure
               the
               Actions
               of
               their
               Superiors
               .
               For
               what
               is
               any
               thing
               Publish'd
               for
               ,
               but
               to
               be
               Read
               ,
               and
               to
               lve
               consequently
               at
               the
               Mercy
               of
               the
               Reader
               how
               to
               Understand
               it
               ?
               As
               if
               the
               Author
               should
               say
               ,
               Gentlemen
               ,
               here
               's
               a
               Scheme
               of
               Politicks
               submitted
               to
               your
               Grave
               Consideration
               ,
               pray'e
               what
               's
               your
               Opinion
               on
               't
               ?
               Can
               any
               Body
               think
               ,
               that
               in
               a
               Question
               of
               State
               Exhibited
               after
               this
               manner
               ,
               the
               Mobile
               will
               not
               determine
               in
               their
               Own
               Favour
               ,
               and
               clap
               what
               Bias
               upon
               the
               Proposition
               they
               themselves
               please
               ?
               So
               that
               let
               the
               Matter
               be
               Handled
               never
               so
               Tenderly
               ,
               't
               is
               a
               main
               Point
               lost
               yet
               ;
               the
               very
               Admittance
               of
               the
               Common
               People
               into
               the
               Council
               ,
               and
               Allowing
               them
               to
               be
               of
               the
               
                 Quorum
                 .
                 Matchiavel
              
               Excuses
               himself
               well
               enough
               ,
               as
               to
               any
               thing
               of
               Malice
               in
               his
               Discourses
               ,
               for
               (
               says
               he
               )
               these
               Maxims
               are
               none
               of
               My
               Invention
               ,
               neither
               has
               any
               Man
               living
               a
               Greater
               Abhorrence
               for
               those
               Poysonous
               Doctrins
               then
               my Self
               ;
               but
               my
               Writings
               are
               onl
               yHistorical
               Notes
               and
               Abstracts
               drawn
               from
               the
               Life
               of
               an
               Universal
               Practice
               .
               Now
               the
               Hazzard
               
               and
               the
               Mischief
               is
               this
               ,
               that
               in
               all
               these
               Cases
               ,
               Men
               are
               apt
               to
               take
               Things
               by
               the
               wrong
               Handle
               ,
               and
               raise
               Arguments
               for
               their
               Own
               Advantage
               .
               And
               that
               's
               the
               Moral
               of
               Matchiavel's
               putting
               
                 Dogs
                 Teeth
              
               by
               Night
               into
               the
               Mouths
               of
               the
               Sheep
               :
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               't
               is
               a
               Sly
               way
               of
               Irritating
               Subjects
               to
               fall
               foul
               upon
               their
               Rulers
               ,
               which
               certainly
               is
               a
               Crime
               Unpardonable
               in
               any
               State.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXCIV
             .
             A
             Dispute
             betwixt
             a
             Doctor
             ,
             a
             Uint'ner
             ,
             and
             a
             Botcher
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Vint'ner
             and
             a
             Botcher
             Challeng'd
             a
             
               Doctor
               of
               Divinity
            
             to
             a
             Tryal
             of
             Skill
             in
             his
             own
             Trade
             .
             He
             Ask'd
             them
             by
             whom
             they
             'd
             be
             Try'd
             ?
             They
             'd
             be
             Try'd
             by
             the
             Text
             they
             said
             .
             The
             Thing
             was
             Agreed
             ,
             and
             the
             Time
             Set
             ,
             and
             so
             they
             brought
             their
             Geneva
             Bibles
             along
             with
             them
             .
             The
             Doctor
             told
             them
             by
             way
             of
             Preface
             ,
             that
             though
             St.
             
               Paul
               fought
               with
               Beasts
               at
            
             Ephesus
             ,
             
               it
               was
               not
               the
               Fashion
               for
               his
               Followers
               to
               Fight
               with
            
             Beasts
             in
             England
             ;
             
               and
               therefore
               if
               they
               could
               not
               prove
               themselves
               to
               be
            
             Men
             ,
             
               he
               'd
               have
               nothing
               to
               do
               with
               them
               .
            
             They
             stood
             upon
             their
             Pantoufles
             ,
             that
             Men
             they
             were
             ,
             and
             that
             Men
             he
             should
             find
             'em
             to
             be
             ;
             and
             they
             were
             ready
             to
             cast
             the
             Cause
             upon
             that
             Issue
             .
             That
             's
             well
             ,
             says
             the
             Doctor
             to
             One
             of
             'em
             ,
             and
             
               pray'e
               what
               are
               you
               for
               a
               Man
               in
               the
               First
               Place
               ?
            
             I
             am
             a
             Vint'ner
             ,
             says
             t'other
             .
             
               Very
               Good
            
             ,
             quoth
             the
             Doctor
             ,
             
               and
               do
               you
               ever
               put
               New
               Wine
               into
               Old
               Bottles
               ?
            
             Yea
             ,
             I
             do
             so
             ,
             says
             the
             
               Vint'ner
               .
               Then
            
             ,
             says
             the
             Doctor
             ,
             
               You
               are
               no
            
             Man
             ;
             for
             the
             Text
             says
             ,
             that
             
               No
               Man
               putteth
               New
               Wine
               into
               Old
               Bottles
               .
            
             I
             shall
             now
             come
             to
             your
             Companion
             ;
             
               Pray'e
               will
               you
               tell
               me
               Friend
               ,
               what
               are
               you
               for
               a
               Man
               ?
            
             I
             am
             says
             t'other
             ,
             a
             Taylor
             ,
             alias
             a
             Botcher
             .
             I
             suppose
             quoth
             the
             Doctor
             ,
             
               Put
               the
               Case
               now
               that
               my
               Doublet
               were
               out
               at
               the
               Elbows
               ,
               and
               I
               have
               no
               more
               of
               the
               Old
               Cloth
               to
               Patch
               it
               up
               withal
               ,
               could
               you
               Mend
               it
               d'
               ye
               think
               ?
            
             Ye
             ,
             quoth
             the
             Botcher
             ,
             I
             could
             get
             
               New
               Cloth
            
             to
             Mend
             it
             .
             
               Why
               then
            
             ,
             says
             the
             Doctor
             ,
             
               You
               are
               no
            
             Man
             
               neither
               ;
               for
               you
               shall
               find
               it
               in
            
             Another
             Text
             ,
             
               that
               No
               Man
               putteth
               new
               Cloth
               into
               an
               Old
               Garment
               ,
            
             so
             that
             you
             are
             both
             Beaten
             here
             at
             your
             own
             Weapons
             ;
             for
             here
             are
             
               Two
               Texts
            
             to
             Prove
             that
             
               You
               Two
            
             are
             No
             Men
             ;
             which
             is
             but
             according
             to
             your
             own
             Rule
             and
             Method
             of
             Interpreting
             Scripture
             .
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               This
               Fable
               strikes
               at
               the
               Ridiculous
               License
               of
               Prophane
               Intermedlers
               in
               Holy
               Matters
               ;
               that
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               a
               sort
               of
               Illiterate
               Enthusiasts
               ,
               and
               Mechanicks
               ,
               that
               without
               either
               Authority
               or
               Skill
               ,
               will
               be
               Correcting
               Magnificat
               ,
               and
               setting
               up
               the
               Phantome
               of
               New
               Lights
               against
               the
               Doctrin
               of
               Christ
               and
               his
               Apostles
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Wisdom
               of
               the
               Law
               will
               not
               suffer
               any
               Man
               to
               Exercise
               a
               Trade
               that
               he
               has
               not
               serv'd
               his
               Time
               to
               ;
               and
               a
               Body
               would
               think
               that
               the
               Reason
               of
               this
               Provision
               should
               hold
               as
               well
               in
               Divinity
               ,
               as
               in
               Manual
               Crafts
               ;
               for
               Revelations
               at
               this
               time
               of
               the
               Day
               ,
               are
               as
               much
               out
               of
               Date
               as
               Miracles
               .
               This
               Comical
               Whimsy
               may
               serve
               in
               General
               for
               a
               Reproof
               to
               Bold
               and
               Ignorant
               Pretenders
               in
               matters
               that
               they
               do
               not
               Understand
               ;
               and
               so
               to
               those
               also
               that
               Confidently
               Usurp
               upon
               other
               Mens
               Provinces
               ,
               without
               any
               Right
               or
               Call
               to
               the
               Function
               .
               What
               are
               the
               Freaks
               in
               fine
               ,
               of
               these
               Religionaries
               ,
               but
               Fits
               of
               the
               Spleen
               ,
               and
               the
               Fumes
               of
               a
               Dark
               Melancholy
               ,
               Cover'd
               under
               the
               Name
               and
               Pretence
               of
               Divine
               Gifts
               and
               Graces
               ?
               They
               'l
               Cap
               ye
               Texts
               ,
               as
               School-Boys
               Cap
               Verses
               ;
               and
               in
               Defiance
               of
               all
               the
               Extraordinary
               Cases
               ,
               the
               Figures
               ,
               Types
               ,
               Allegories
               ,
               and
               Parables
               that
               are
               so
               frequent
               in
               Holy
               Writ
               ,
               every
               thing
               must
               be
               Understood
               too
               ,
               as
               the
               Doctor
               has
               Turn'd
               it
               here
               upon
               the
               Vint'ner
               and
               the
               Botcher
               ,
               according
               to
               the
               Letter
               .
               They
               'l
               draw
               ye
               a
               Warrant
               for
               the
               Murdering
               of
               Kings
               ,
               from
               the
               Example
               of
               Ahab
               and
               Benhadad
               .
               An
               Authority
               for
               Couzening
               their
               Neighbours
               ,
               from
               the
               
                 Israelites
                 Robbing
                 the
                 Egyptians
              
               .
               In
               One
               Word
               ,
               they
               shall
               Overturn
               all
               the
               Principles
               of
               Human
               Society
               ,
               Morality
               ,
               and
               Religion
               it self
               ,
               and
               shew
               ye
               a
               Text
               for
               't
               :
               And
               upon
               the
               whole
               matter
               ,
               what
               is
               the
               Conscience
               of
               these
               People
               more
               at
               last
               ,
               then
               Fancy
               and
               Illusion
               ?
               They
               Contend
               for
               they
               know
               not
               what
               ,
               like
               the
               Two
               Fellows
               that
               went
               to
               Loggerheads
               about
               their
               Religion
               ;
               the
               One
               was
               a
               Martinist
               he
               said
               ;
               the
               other
               said
               that
               all
               Martinists
               were
               Hereticks
               ,
               and
               for
               his
               part
               he
               was
               a
               Lutheran
               :
               Now
               the
               Poor
               Wretches
               were
               both
               of
               a
               Side
               ,
               and
               Understood
               it
               not
               .
               As
               for
               the
               Bus'ness
               of
               Learning
               and
               Common
               Sense
               ,
               they
               call
               it
               
                 the
                 Wisdom
                 of
                 this
                 World
              
               ,
               and
               effectually
               make
               it
               a
               Heavenly
               Grace
               to
               be
               an
               Egregious
               Coxcomb
               .
               There
               was
               an
               Honest
               Simple
               Trades-man
               ,
               wonderfully
               Earnest
               with
               the
               Parson
               of
               the
               Parish
               to
               know
               what
               the
               
                 Forbidden
                 Fruit
              
               was
               ;
               as
               if
               there
               had
               been
               no
               more
               in
               't
               ,
               then
               whether
               't
               was
               a
               Kentish
               or
               a
               
                 Kirton
                 Pippin
              
               .
               The
               Good
               Man
               told
               him
               ,
               that
               it
               was
               an
               Apple
               ,
               and
               that
               Adam's
               Eating
               of
               it
               ,
               brought
               all
               his
               Posterity
               under
               a
               Sentence
               of
               Condemnation
               .
               T'other
               said
               it
               was
               so
               hard
               a
               Case
               ,
               that
               in
               reverence
               to
               the
               Divine
               Mercy
               ,
               he
               thought
               himself
               bound
               to
               question
               the
               whole
               Story
               .
               This
               Liberty
               of
               Retailing
               Divinity
               by
               the
               Letter
               ,
               is
               the
               very
               Root
               of
               Infidelity
               and
               of
               all
               Heresies
               ,
               nay
               of
               Atheism
               it self
               .
               For
               when
               People
               have
               been
               Beating
               their
               Brains
               about
               a
               Difficulty
               ,
               and
               find
               they
               can
               make
               Nothing
               on
               't
               ,
               they
               are
               apt
               to
               think
               there
               's
               Nothing
               in
               't
               ;
               for
               the
               Mystery's
               Lost
               to
               Him
               that
               stands
               Poring
               only
               upon
               the
               Letter
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXCV
             .
             There
             's
             no
             
               To
               Morrow
            
             .
          
           
             A
             Fellow
             had
             got
             a
             Wench
             in
             a
             Corner
             ;
             and
             very
             Earnest
             they
             were
             upon
             the
             Text
             of
             Encrease
             and
             Multiply
             ;
             but
             the
             Gipsy
             stood
             upon
             her
             Points
             forsooth
             ;
             
               She
               d
               not
               be
               Towz'd
               and
               Tumbled
               at
               that
               Rate
               ,
               i'faith
               not
               She.
            
             In
             fine
             ,
             
               No
               Peny
               ,
               No
               Pater-Noster
            
             ;
             and
             there
             was
             no
             Good
             to
             be
             done
             unless
             he
             would
             Marry
             her
             .
             The
             Poor
             Devil
             was
             under
             a
             kind
             of
             Duresse
             ;
             and
             for
             brevity
             sake
             ,
             promis'd
             her
             ,
             with
             a
             Bloody
             Oath
             ,
             that
             he
             would
             Marry
             her
             
               to
               Morrow
            
             .
             Upon
             this
             Assurance
             ,
             they
             Sign'd
             and
             Seal'd
             .
             The
             next
             Day
             they
             met
             again
             ,
             and
             the
             Next
             to
             that
             ;
             and
             so
             
               Every
               Next
               Day
            
             ,
             for
             a
             matter
             of
             a
             Fortnight
             after
             ;
             and
             the
             Love
             went
             on
             to
             the
             Tune
             of
             
               To
               Morrow
            
             ,
             and
             
               To
               Morrow
            
             still
             .
             But
             the
             Girl
             finding
             her Self
             Fool'd
             ,
             and
             put
             off
             thus
             from
             
               One
               to
               Morrow
            
             to
             Another
             ,
             fell
             in
             the
             Conclusion
             to
             Expostulating
             with
             him
             upon
             the
             
               Matter
               .
               Did
               not
               yon
               Swear
               ,
            
             Yesterday
             ,
             says
             she
             ,
             and
             Yesterday
             ,
             
               and
               I
               know
               not
               how
               many
            
             Yesterdays
             ,
             
               that
               you
               'd
               Marry
               me
            
             to
             Morrow
             ?
             Yes
             my
             Dear
             ,
             says
             the
             Spark
             ,
             I
             did
             Swear
             so
             ;
             and
             I
             do
             now
             Swear
             it
             all
             over
             again
             too
             ,
             and
             thou
             shalt
             find
             me
             as
             good
             as
             my
             Word
             .
             Ay
             ,
             but
             hark
             ye
             ,
             says
             the
             Lass
             ,
             is
             not
             
               to
               Day
               to
               Morrow
            
             ?
             No
             my
             Heart
             ,
             says
             the
             Gallant
             again
             ,
             that
             's
             thy
             Mistake
             ;
             for
             there
             are
             
               No
               to
               Morrows
            
             ;
             People
             are
             apt
             to
             Talk
             of
             'em
             indeed
             ,
             but
             they
             never
             come
             ,
             for
             
               Life
               it self
               is
               but
               the
               Time
               Present
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
            
             
               The
               Sparks
               Case
               here
               in
               the
               Fable
               ,
               of
               
                 to
                 Morrow
              
               and
               
                 to
                 Morrow
              
               ,
               is
               Every
               Man's
               ,
               and
               Every
               Days
               Case
               in
               the
               World
               ;
               and
               we
               do
               the
               very
               same
               Thing
               with
               God
               Almighty
               ,
               that
               this
               Blade
               does
               with
               his
               Mistress
               ,
               we
               Promise
               ,
               and
               Put-off
               ,
               and
               Perform
               Nothing
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               Whoever
               Reads
               and
               Considers
               this
               Emblem
               ,
               will
               find
               it
               to
               be
               his
               own
               Case
               ;
               we
               promise
               ,
               and
               we
               put-off
               ,
               and
               we
               sin
               ,
               and
               we
               go
               on
               Sinning
               :
               But
               still
               as
               our
               Conscience
               Checks
               us
               for
               't
               ,
               we
               take
               up
               Faint
               Purposes
               ,
               and
               Half
               Resolutions
               to
               do
               so
               no
               more
               ,
               and
               to
               lead
               a
               New
               Life
               for
               the
               future
               .
               Thus
               with
               the
               Young
               Fellow
               here
               ,
               we
               Indulge
               our Selves
               in
               our
               Pleasures
               from
               Time
               time
               ;
               and
               when
               we
               have
               Whil'd
               away
               our
               Lives
               ,
               Day
               after
               Day
               ,
               from
               
                 One
                 to
                 Morrow
              
               to
               Another
               ,
               that
               same
               
                 to
                 Morrow
              
               
               never
               comes
               .
               This
               is
               the
               Sluggard's
               Plea
               and
               Practice
               ;
               the
               Libertines
               ;
               the
               Miser's
               ;
               and
               in
               short
               ,
               whose
               is
               it
               not
               ?
               Now
               if
               Men
               would
               but
               Consider
               the
               Vanity
               and
               the
               Vexation
               of
               a
               Lewd
               Course
               of
               Life
               ;
               the
               Impiety
               first
               of
               Entring
               into
               Vows
               ,
               which
               they
               intend
               Before-hand
               not
               to
               Perform
               ,
               and
               afterward
               of
               Breaking
               them
               ;
               the
               Folly
               and
               the
               Presumption
               of
               Undertaking
               for
               any
               thing
               that
               is
               wholly
               out
               of
               our
               Power
               ;
               the
               Necessity
               of
               Emproving
               every
               Moment
               of
               our
               Lives
               ;
               the
               Desperate
               and
               the
               Irreparable
               Hazzard
               of
               Losing
               Opportunities
               ;
               People
               would
               not
               venture
               Body
               and
               Soul
               upon
               the
               necessity
               of
               a
               Procrastinated
               Repentance
               ;
               and
               Postpone
               the
               most
               uncertainty
               Duties
               of
               a
               Man
               ,
               and
               of
               Christian
               .
               For
               there
               's
               no
               
                 to
                 Morrow
              
               ,
               nor
               any
               thing
               in
               truth
               ,
               but
               the
               Present
               Instant
               that
               we
               can
               call
               our
               Own.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXCVI
             .
             A
             Lady
             in
             Trouble
             for
             the
             Loss
             of
             a
             
               Set
               of
               Horses
            
             .
          
           
             A
             Certain
             Lady
             ,
             that
             was
             fall'n
             under
             Great
             Tribulation
             for
             the
             Loss
             of
             a
             very
             fine
             Set
             of
             Horses
             ,
             went
             Raving
             up
             and
             down
             like
             a
             Mad
             Woman
             from
             Place
             to
             Place
             ,
             and
             Every
             Body
             must
             be
             Tir'd
             with
             the
             History
             of
             her
             Misfortune
             .
             Well
             ,
             says
             She
             ,
             
               they
               were
               the
               best
               Natur'd
               Poor
               Wretches
               ;
               they
               'd
               look
               at
               Me
               so
               Kindly
               still
               when
               I
               came
               to
               take
               Coach
               ;
               to
               say
               Nothing
               of
               the
               Value
               of
               them
               ,
               really
               I
               cannot
               think
               my self
               safe
               with
               other
               Horses
               .
            
             And
             at
             this
             rate
             ,
             she
             went
             on
             ,
             Amplifying
             upon
             the
             Affliction
             ,
             while
             her
             Friends
             and
             Relations
             on
             the
             other
             Hand
             ,
             were
             not
             wanting
             to
             Ply
             her
             upon
             the
             Ordinary
             Topiques
             of
             the
             Transitory
             State
             of
             Mortals
             .
             But
             when
             they
             had
             proceeded
             as
             far
             with
             her
             as
             their
             Religion
             and
             Philosophy
             could
             Carry
             them
             ,
             and
             found
             that
             she
             was
             not
             to
             be
             Comforted
             ;
             
               Why
               truly
               Madam
            
             ,
             says
             One
             of
             her
             Confidents
             ,
             
               this
               is
               a
               very
               great
               Tryal
               ,
               but
               since
               they
               are
               gone
               ,
               and
               that
               there
               's
               no
               Recalling
               of
               them
               ,
               I
               hope
               your
               Ladyship
               does
               not
               think
               'em
               too
               Good
               for
               Him
               that
               Has
               '
               em
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               We
               are
               more
               Sollicitous
               for
               our
               Horses
               and
               our
               Dogs
               ,
               then
               we
               are
               for
               our
               Souls
               ,
               our
               Friends
               ,
               or
               our
               Children
               ;
               and
               therefore
               it
               was
               well
               enough
               turn'd
               upon
               the
               Lady
               here
               toward
               the
               bringing
               of
               her
               to
               her self
               again
               ,
               to
               Mind
               her
               ,
               that
               
                 there
                 was
                 neither
                 Heaven
                 nor
                 Hell
                 in
                 the
                 Case
                 of
                 Losing
                 a
                 Set
                 of
                 Horses
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THIS
               Fancy
               looks
               at
               First
               Blush
               ,
               as
               if
               it
               Border'd
               a
               little
               upon
               Prophaneness
               ;
               but
               if
               it
               be
               Taken
               by
               the
               Right
               Handle
               ,
               it
               will
               bear
               the
               Moral
               of
               a
               most
               Christian
               ,
               a
               Necessary
               ,
               and
               a
               Seasonable
               Check
               to
               those
               People
               that
               deliver
               up
               themselves
               to
               the
               Transports
               of
               Extravagant
               Passions
               for
               Trifles
               :
               As
               it
               was
               the
               Case
               of
               a
               Lady
               that
               kept
               her
               Bed
               for
               the
               Loss
               of
               a
               Favourite-Puppy
               she
               had
               .
               Her
               Friends
               came
               to
               Condole
               with
               her
               upon
               the
               Tydings
               of
               some
               Dismal
               Calamity
               that
               had
               Befall'n
               her
               ,
               and
               ask'd
               her
               very
               tenderly
               what
               terrible
               Misfortune
               it
               might
               be
               ,
               that
               she
               laid
               so
               heavily
               to
               Heart
               ?
               Only
               ,
               says
               she
               ,
               the
               Greatest
               Affliction
               (
               I
               thank
               the
               Lord
               for
               't
               ,
               )
               that
               ever
               befel
               Me
               since
               I
               was
               Born
               :
               
                 My
                 Pretty
                 Pearl
                 is
                 Dead
              
               .
               Alas
               ,
               Madam
               (
               says
               One
               of
               the
               Condolers
               ,
               )
               Why
               you
               have
               lost
               a
               very
               Good
               Husband
               .
               
                 That
                 's
                 True
              
               ,
               says
               T'other
               ,
               
                 but
                 the
                 Lord
                 may
                 send
                 me
                 such
                 Another
                 Husband
                 ;
                 I
                 shall
                 never
                 have
                 such
                 Another
                 Puppy
                 .
              
               These
               Impetuous
               Violences
               ,
               are
               no
               News
               to
               any
               Man
               that
               has
               Observ'd
               and
               Study'd
               the
               Infirmities
               of
               here
               and
               there
               One
               perhaps
               of
               that
               Fair
               and
               Frail
               Sex.
               But
               we
               must
               not
               Imagine
               at
               last
               ,
               because
               the
               Moralist
               has
               made
               it
               a
               Womans
               Case
               in
               the
               Story
               ,
               that
               we
               our Selves
               are
               not
               Guilty
               Every
               Man
               of
               us
               ,
               in
               some
               sort
               or
               other
               ,
               and
               in
               a
               Thousand
               Instances
               ,
               of
               the
               same
               Weaknesses
               and
               Mistakes
               ,
               even
               in
               the
               Ordinary
               Course
               of
               Human
               Life
               ;
               for
               what
               's
               the
               Doctrin
               of
               all
               this
               upon
               the
               main
               ,
               but
               a
               Rebuke
               to
               those
               that
               set
               their
               Affections
               too
               much
               upon
               the
               things
               of
               this
               World
               ,
               and
               consequently
               too
               little
               upon
               Matters
               of
               Greater
               Moment
               ;
               with
               him
               that
               upon
               the
               Firing
               of
               his
               House
               ,
               was
               so
               Overjoy'd
               for
               the
               Saving
               of
               his
               Plate
               ,
               Linne
               ,
               Paintings
               ,
               Hangings
               ,
               and
               other
               Rich
               Moveables
               ,
               that
               he
               never
               so
               much
               as
               thought
               of
               his
               only
               Child
               all
               this
               while
               that
               was
               Burnt
               in
               the
               Cradle
               .
               Every
               Man
               has
               his
               Feeble
               ,
               as
               they
               call
               it
               ;
               One
               Man
               's
               Weak
               side
               is
               Ambition
               ;
               Another's
               Avarice
               ,
               Malice
               ,
               Envy
               ,
               Revenge
               ,
               Pride
               ,
               Vain-Glory
               ;
               and
               some
               again
               are
               so
               wholly
               taken
               up
               with
               the
               Pleasures
               of
               Wine
               ,
               Women
               ,
               Jolly
               Company
               and
               Good
               Cheer
               ,
               as
               if
               all
               the
               Faculties
               of
               their
               Reasonable
               Souls
               had
               been
               only
               given
               them
               to
               Subminister
               to
               their
               Appetites
               .
               The
               very
               World
               it self
               ,
               in
               One
               Word
               ,
               is
               but
               a
               
                 Moor-Fields
                 Colledge
              
               of
               People
               that
               r●…n
               Mad
               for
               Common
               Disappointments
               .
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXCVII
             .
             The
             Hypocrite
             .
          
           
             THere
             happen'd
             a
             Discourse
             in
             very
             Good
             Company
             ,
             upon
             the
             Subject
             of
             Religion
             and
             Hypocrisy
             ;
             and
             how
             hard
             a
             Matter
             it
             was
             ,
             in
             the
             Case
             of
             an
             Artificial
             Disguise
             ,
             to
             know
             the
             One
             from
             the
             other
             ;
             though
             the
             Scripture
             Allows
             us
             ,
             and
             in
             truth
             Obliges
             us
             ,
             to
             Judge
             of
             the
             Tree
             by
             its
             
               Fruits
               .
               Well
            
             ,
             says
             One
             to
             his
             Next
             Man
             ,
             
               Do
               you
               know
               such
               a
               Person
               ?
            
             Oh
             very
             well
             ,
             says
             t'other
             ;
             
               he
               's
               one
               of
               the
               Holiest
               Men
               to
               Heaven-ward
               that
               ever
               you
               met
               with
               ,
               but
               the
               Arrantest
               Rascal
               among
               his
               Neighbours
               in
               the
               whole
               Parish
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               not
               the
               Name
               ,
               the
               Semblance
               ,
               or
               the
               Ostentation
               of
               Religion
               and
               Holiness
               that
               will
               Attone
               for
               the
               Abuse
               on
               't
               :
               In
               making
               God
               the
               Author
               ,
               the
               Director
               and
               the
               Abettor
               of
               those
               Flagitious
               Villanies
               in
               Christians
               ,
               that
               Pagans
               Themselves
               would
               have
               an
               Abhorrence
               for
               .
               But
               when
               All
               comes
               to
               All
               ,
               a
               Knave
               in
               his
               Practice
               ,
               is
               a
               Knave
               in
               his
               Heart
               too
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THE
               Hypocrite
               is
               but
               the
               Devil
               himself
               with
               a
               Glory
               about
               him
               ,
               in
               the
               Shape
               of
               an
               
                 Angel
                 of
                 Light
              
               ;
               and
               as
               it
               is
               no
               easy
               Matter
               to
               Distinguish
               the
               One
               from
               the
               Other
               ;
               so
               't
               is
               a
               thing
               of
               a
               most
               Desperate
               Consequence
               to
               Mistake
               them
               ;
               and
               the
               Question
               will
               be
               this
               at
               last
               ,
               How
               to
               Reconcile
               the
               Offices
               of
               Charity
               and
               Prudence
               .
               The
               One
               bids
               us
               believe
               and
               hope
               the
               Best
               ;
               the
               Other
               bids
               us
               provide
               against
               the
               Worst
               .
               Now
               it
               is
               not
               for
               Nothing
               that
               the
               Holy
               Ghost
               it self
               has
               Denounced
               so
               many
               Woes
               against
               this
               sort
               of
               Impostors
               ;
               and
               Inculcated
               over
               and
               over
               so
               many
               Cautions
               how
               we
               have
               any
               thing
               to
               do
               with
               them
               ;
               which
               is
               no
               other
               then
               a
               Declaration
               of
               an
               Abhorrence
               of
               these
               People
               ,
               and
               a
               plain
               Intimation
               of
               the
               Danger
               of
               being
               Deluded
               and
               Impos'd
               upon
               ,
               under
               the
               Mask
               of
               Religion
               both
               in
               One.
               There
               's
               no
               Cruelty
               ,
               no
               Fraud
               ,
               no
               Violence
               ,
               no
               Oppression
               ,
               that
               is
               not
               acted
               under
               a
               Colour
               of
               Divine
               Authority
               ,
               Impulse
               and
               Direction
               .
               Churches
               are
               Robb'd
               and
               Prophan'd
               ;
               Princes
               Depos'd
               and
               Murder'd
               ;
               Religion
               and
               Morality
               ,
               with
               all
               the
               Principles
               of
               Virtue
               and
               Common
               Honesty
               ,
               are
               Overturn'd
               ;
               and
               the
               Name
               of
               God
               himself
               is
               made
               Use
               of
               ,
               as
               a
               Principal
               and
               as
               a
               Witness
               to
               the
               Impiety
               ,
               in
               a
               Defyance
               to
               all
               the
               Dictates
               of
               Heaven
               and
               Right
               Reason
               :
               And
               all
               this
               is
               but
               a
               Preachment
               upon
               the
               Text
               at
               last
               ,
               of
               
                 Fear
                 God
                 and
                 Keep
                 his
                 Commandments
                 .
              
               When
               a
               Kings
               Head
               is
               to
               be
               struck
               off
               by
               his
               own
               Rebellious
               Subjects
               ,
               't
               is
               brought
               on
               commonly
               with
               the
               Prologue
               of
               a
               Fast
               ,
               which
               in
               the
               Style
               of
               the
               
                 Holy
                 Intrigue
              
               ,
               is
               call'd
               
                 a
                 Seeking
                 of
                 the
              
               
               
                 Lord.
                 This
                 Work
                 and
                 Iudgment
                 of
                 God
                 (
                 though
                 it
                 be
                 Secret
                 ,
                 )
                 must
                 be
                 done
                 with
                 Great
                 Gravity
                 ,
              
               (
               says
               
                 Iames
                 Melvil
              
               ,
               by
               way
               of
               Preface
               to
               the
               Murder
               of
               
                 Cardinal
                 Beaton
              
               .
               )
               
                 Vive
                 l'
                 Evangile
              
               ,
               was
               the
               Word
               to
               several
               of
               the
               Massacres
               in
               France
               .
               'T
               was
               often
               in
               the
               Mouth
               of
               a
               Lady
               ,
               Zealous
               in
               her
               way
               ,
               with
               Deep
               Protestations
               ,
               that
               
                 She
                 had
                 rather
                 lye
                 with
                 Forty
                 Men
                 ,
                 then
                 go
                 to
                 One
                 Mass
                 :
              
               Nay
               ,
               and
               I
               have
               heard
               of
               Tenants
               too
               ,
               that
               Resus'd
               to
               pay
               their
               Landlord
               his
               Rent
               ,
               unless
               he
               could
               shew
               a
               Text
               for
               't
               .
               Here
               's
               enough
               said
               to
               set
               forth
               the
               Character
               of
               an
               Hypocrite
               ,
               so
               as
               to
               Answer
               the
               Morality
               that
               is
               Couch'd
               under
               this
               Figure
               ;
               but
               the
               great
               Difficulty
               will
               be
               the
               Steering
               of
               a
               Middle
               Course
               ,
               betwixt
               Believing
               too
               Much
               ,
               and
               too
               Little
               :
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               betwixt
               taking
               a
               
                 Good
                 Man
              
               for
               an
               Hypocrite
               ,
               and
               an
               Hypocrite
               for
               a
               
                 Good
                 Man.
              
               We
               are
               to
               have
               a
               Reverence
               for
               the
               very
               Appearances
               of
               Piety
               ;
               but
               whenever
               we
               find
               the
               
                 Holy
                 Man
                 to
                 God-ward
              
               ,
               to
               be
               no
               better
               then
               a
               
                 Iuggling
                 Knave
                 among
                 his
                 Neighbours
              
               ,
               that
               's
               the
               very
               Hypocrite
               that
               we
               find
               Stigmatiz'd
               among
               the
               Scribes
               and
               Pharisees
               in
               the
               Holy
               Gospel
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXCVIII
             .
             The
             
               Conscientious
               Thieves
            
             .
          
           
             THere
             was
             a
             Knot
             of
             Good
             Fellows
             that
             Borrow'd
             a
             small
             Sum
             of
             Mony
             of
             a
             Gentleman
             upon
             
               the
               King's
               High-way
            
             :
             When
             they
             had
             taken
             All
             they
             could
             find
             ;
             
               Dam
               ye
               for
               a
               Dog
            
             ,
             says
             One
             of
             the
             Gang
             ,
             
               You
               have
               more
               Mony
               about
               you
               Sirrah
               ,
               some
               where
               or
               other
               .
            
             Lord
             ,
             Brother
             ,
             says
             One
             of
             his
             Companions
             ,
             can't
             ye
             take
             the
             Gentleman's
             Mony
             Civilly
             ,
             but
             you
             must
             Swear
             and
             call
             Names
             !
             As
             they
             were
             about
             to
             Part
             ,
             Pray
             by
             your
             favour
             Gentlemen
             ,
             says
             the
             Traveller
             ,
             I
             have
             so
             many
             Miles
             to
             go
             ,
             and
             not
             One
             Peny
             in
             my
             Pocket
             to
             bear
             my
             Charges
             ;
             you
             seem
             to
             be
             Men
             of
             some
             Honour
             ,
             and
             I
             hope
             you
             'l
             be
             so
             Good
             as
             only
             to
             let
             me
             have
             so
             much
             of
             my
             Mony
             back
             again
             ,
             as
             will
             carry
             me
             to
             my
             Journeys
             End.
             
               Ay
               ,
               Ay
               ,
               the
               Lord
               forbid
               else
               ,
            
             they
             cry'd
             ,
             and
             so
             they
             Open'd
             One
             of
             the
             Bags
             ,
             and
             bad
             him
             Please
             Himself
             .
             He
             took
             them
             at
             their
             Word
             ,
             and
             presently
             fetch'd
             out
             a
             Handful
             ,
             as
             much
             as
             ever
             he
             could
             Gripe
             .
             
               Why
               how
               now
            
             ,
             says
             One
             of
             the
             Blades
             ,
             
               Ye
               Confounded
               Son
               of
               a
               Whore
               ,
               Ha'
               ye
               no
            
             Conscience
             ?
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               a
               Notable
               Trade
               that
               many
               People
               drive
               in
               the
               World
               ,
               of
               pretending
               to
               make
               a
               Conscience
               of
               One
               Sin
               ,
               and
               taking
               out
               their
               Penn'orths
               in
               Another
               .
               Some
               there
               are
               that
               Commute
               Swearing
               for
               Whoring
               ,
               as
               if
               the
               
               Forbearance
               of
               the
               One
               ,
               were
               a
               Dispensation
               for
               the
               Committing
               of
               T'other
               .
               We
               have
               heard
               of
               Others
               too
               ,
               that
               have
               been
               strict
               Observers
               of
               the
               Lords
               Day
               ,
               and
               yet
               made
               no
               Scruple
               at
               all
               of
               Robbing
               the
               Lord's
               Altars
               .
               But
               a
               Good
               Christian
               and
               an
               Honest
               Man
               ,
               must
               be
               All
               of
               a
               Piece
               ;
               and
               these
               Inequalities
               of
               Proceeding
               ,
               will
               never
               hold
               Water
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               just
               with
               Publick
               Thieves
               ,
               as
               't
               is
               with
               Private
               :
               A
               Pretended
               Necessity
               sets
               them
               both
               at
               Work
               ,
               and
               a
               Pretended
               Religion
               or
               Conscience
               brings
               them
               off
               when
               they
               have
               done
               .
               This
               is
               no
               more
               then
               what
               we
               our selves
               have
               found
               within
               the
               Memory
               of
               Man
               ,
               to
               be
               Literally
               and
               Historically
               True
               ;
               when
               that
               ,
               which
               in
               those
               Days
               past
               for
               
                 the
                 Law
                 of
                 the
                 Land
              
               ,
               was
               in
               Effect
               no
               other
               then
               
                 the
                 Law
                 of
                 the
                 Road
              
               ;
               and
               the
               One
               had
               as
               Much
               and
               as
               Little
               to
               say
               for
               it self
               as
               the
               Other
               .
               There
               are
               Political
               Bands
               of
               Robbers
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               the
               Iacks
               and
               the
               Toms
               that
               are
               Cry'd
               in
               Gazettes
               ;
               and
               they
               fall
               both
               of
               them
               under
               the
               Regulation
               of
               the
               same
               Mystery
               and
               Trade
               .
               The
               Poor
               Man
               here
               that
               was
               Robb'd
               Himself
               ,
               was
               Charg'd
               Effectually
               with
               Robbing
               the
               Thieves
               ,
               upon
               a
               Suspicion
               ,
               that
               he
               had
               Reserv'd
               some
               small
               Pittance
               of
               his
               own
               Mony
               ,
               to
               his
               own
               Use
               ,
               which
               they
               accounted
               a
               Defrauding
               of
               the
               Publick
               .
               Now
               we
               have
               seen
               this
               to
               be
               the
               Sense
               and
               Discipline
               of
               the
               State
               ,
               as
               well
               as
               of
               the
               Pad
               ;
               and
               't
               is
               as
               Broad
               as
               't
               is
               Long
               at
               last
               ,
               whether
               a
               Man
               be
               Undone
               by
               a
               
                 Cabal
                 of
              
               Sharpers
               
                 in
                 Committee
                 of
                 Safety
              
               ,
               or
               by
               a
               Troup
               of
               
                 Canary
                 Birds
              
               upon
               
                 Newmarket
                 Heath
              
               .
               Nay
               ,
               and
               the
               Parallel
               runs
               upon
               All
               Four
               ,
               a
               little
               further
               too
               ;
               
                 Can't
                 you
                 take
                 the
                 Gentlemans
                 Mony
                 Civilly
                 ?
              
               says
               the
               Spark
               :
               That
               is
               to
               say
               ,
               Cannot
               you
               play
               the
               Rogue
               
                 Demurely
                 ,
                 as
                 if
                 Butter
                 would
                 not
                 melt
                 in
                 your
                 Mouth
                 ,
              
               and
               pick
               an
               Honest
               Gentlemans
               Pocket
               with
               a
               Pater-Noster
               betwixt
               your
               Teeth
               ?
               Cannot
               you
               Plunder
               ,
               Sequester
               ,
               Decimate
               ,
               Draw
               ,
               Hang
               and
               Quarter
               
                 in
                 the
                 Fear
                 of
                 the
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               but
               you
               must
               Blaspheme
               and
               Call
               Names
               ?
               Is
               it
               not
               enough
               that
               you
               are
               Discharg'd
               by
               the
               very
               Privilege
               of
               your
               Profession
               ,
               from
               the
               Bondage
               of
               Subjection
               and
               Obedience
               to
               Parents
               Natural
               or
               Civil
               ?
               Is
               it
               not
               enough
               that
               you
               may
               Kill
               ,
               Whore
               ,
               Steal
               ,
               Backbite
               ,
               Covet
               ,
               and
               make
               Bold
               in
               short
               ,
               with
               all
               the
               Commands
               of
               the
               Second
               Table
               ,
               but
               you
               must
               be
               Breaking
               in
               upon
               the
               Former
               ?
               Thus
               goes
               the
               World
               ;
               
                 the
                 Little
                 Thieves
                 Hang
                 for
                 't
                 ,
                 while
                 the
                 Great
                 Ones
                 Set
                 upon
                 the
                 Bench
              
               ;
               and
               there
               's
               a
               Cloak
               of
               Conscience
               still
               thrown
               over
               both
               Pretensions
               ,
               to
               Cover
               ,
               and
               to
               Consecrate
               the
               Cheat.
               
            
          
        
         
           
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCXCIX
             .
             The
             
               Trepanning
               Wolf.
            
             
          
           
             THere
             's
             a
             Story
             of
             a
             Man
             of
             Quality
             in
             Ireland
             ,
             that
             a
             little
             before
             the
             Troubles
             there
             ,
             had
             Wall'd
             in
             a
             piece
             of
             ground
             for
             a
             Park
             ,
             and
             left
             only
             One
             Passage
             into
             't
             by
             a
             Gate
             with
             a
             Portcullis
             to
             't
             .
             The
             Rebellion
             brake
             out
             ,
             and
             put
             a
             stop
             to
             his
             Design
             .
             The
             Place
             was
             Horribly
             Pester'd
             with
             Wolves
             ;
             and
             his
             People
             having
             taken
             one
             of
             'em
             in
             a
             Pit-Fall
             ,
             Chain'd
             him
             up
             to
             a
             Tree
             in
             the
             Enclosure
             ;
             and
             then
             planted
             themselves
             in
             a
             Lodg
             over
             the
             Gate
             ,
             to
             see
             what
             would
             come
             on
             't
             .
             The
             Wolf
             in
             a
             very
             short
             time
             fell
             a
             Howling
             ,
             and
             was
             Answer'd
             by
             All
             his
             Brethren
             thereabouts
             ,
             that
             were
             within
             Hearing
             of
             it
             ;
             insomuch
             that
             the
             Hububb
             was
             Immediately
             put
             about
             from
             One
             Mountain
             to
             Another
             ,
             till
             a
             whole
             Herd
             of
             'em
             were
             gotten
             together
             upon
             the
             〈◊〉
             ;
             and
             so
             Troup'd
             away
             into
             the
             Park
             .
             They
             were
             no
             sooner
             in
             the
             Pound
             ,
             but
             down
             goes
             the
             Portcullis
             ,
             and
             away
             Scamper'd
             the
             VVolves
             to
             the
             Gate
             ,
             upon
             the
             Noise
             of
             the
             Fall
             on
             't
             .
             When
             they
             saw
             that
             there
             was
             no
             getting
             out
             again
             ,
             where
             they
             ●…ame
             in
             ,
             and
             that
             upon
             Hunting
             the
             whole
             Field
             over
             ,
             there
             was
             no
             Possibility
             of
             making
             an
             Escape
             ,
             they
             fell
             by
             Consent
             upon
             the
             Wolf
             that
             drew
             them
             In
             ,
             and
             Tore
             him
             all
             to
             Pieces
             .
          
           
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               Any
               Man
               that
               has
               but
               Eyes
               in
               his
               Head
               ,
               and
               looks
               well
               about
               him
               ,
               will
               find
               this
               Exploit
               of
               the
               Wolves
               ,
               to
               be
               no
               more
               then
               the
               common
               Practice
               of
               Vindictive
               Flesh
               and
               Blood
               ,
               on
               the
               One
               Hand
               ,
               and
               the
               common
               Fate
               of
               Publick
               Incendiaries
               on
               the
               Other
               .
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               'T
               IS
               with
               Men
               ,
               as
               't
               is
               with
               Beasts
               ,
               in
               the
               Case
               of
               this
               Wolf.
               We
               do
               naturally
               Hate
               the
               Instruments
               of
               our
               Ruin
               :
               And
               it
               matters
               not
               much
               neither
               ,
               as
               to
               the
               Event
               of
               the
               thing
               ,
               whether
               it
               be
               by
               Chance
               or
               by
               Choice
               ;
               for
               it
               seldom
               succeeds
               better
               ,
               where
               the
               Advice
               or
               the
               Instigation
               of
               One
               Man
               ,
               draws
               on
               the
               Destruction
               of
               Many
               .
               There
               's
               a
               Great
               Difference
               't
               is
               true
               ,
               betwixt
               the
               Works
               of
               Malice
               ,
               and
               those
               of
               Misadventure
               ,
               but
               the
               Mischief
               is
               still
               the
               same
               ;
               for
               he
               that
               's
               Undone
               ,
               is
               equally
               Undone
               ,
               whether
               it
               be
               by
               a
               Spitefulness
               of
               Forethought
               ,
               or
               by
               the
               Folly
               of
               Oversight
               ,
               or
               Evil
               Counsel
               .
               The
               Wolf
               at
               the
               Staks
               ,
               had
               no
               Design
               upon
               his
               Brethren
               in
               the
               Woods
               ;
               and
               the
               Wolves
               in
               the
               Wood
               had
               as
               little
               Design
               upon
               their
               Brother
               at
               the
               Stake
               ;
               but
               One
               was
               in
               Distress
               ,
               and
               call'd
               out
               for
               Help
               ,
               while
               the
               other
               Associated
               ,
               and
               came
               in
               to
               his
               Relief
               .
               But
               
               after
               they
               were
               once
               In
               ,
               they
               were
               all
               Involv'd
               in
               the
               same
               Common
               Fate
               :
               And
               when
               the
               Herd
               found
               themselves
               Hamper'd
               ,
               and
               that
               they
               could
               not
               gain
               their
               Ends
               ,
               they
               came
               to
               a
               Resolution
               ,
               
                 One
                 and
                 All
              
               ,
               in
               a
               Generous
               Indignation
               to
               take
               their
               Revenge
               .
               The
               Freak
               of
               the
               
                 French
                 Farce
              
               comes
               as
               Pat
               as
               is
               possible
               to
               the
               Earnest
               of
               this
               Moral
               :
               The
               Plot
               of
               it
               was
               a
               Grammar-School
               ;
               the
               Master
               setting
               his
               Boys
               their
               Lessons
               ,
               and
               their
               Exercises
               ,
               and
               a
               Loobily
               Country
               Fellow
               putting
               in
               for
               a
               part
               among
               the
               Scholars
               .
               Well
               ,
               says
               the
               Master
               ,
               I
               am
               just
               going
               out
               of
               Town
               for
               Four
               or
               Five
               Days
               ,
               wherefore
               Pray'e
               be
               sure
               ye
               be
               Good
               Boys
               ,
               till
               I
               come
               back
               again
               ;
               and
               so
               he
               took
               Horse
               and
               away
               .
               He
               had
               no
               sooner
               turn'd
               his
               Back
               ,
               but
               there
               were
               they
               at
               it
               
                 Helter
                 Skelter
              
               ,
               throwing
               Books
               at
               one
               anothers
               Heads
               ,
               and
               Playing
               such
               Reaks
               ,
               as
               if
               Hell
               were
               broke
               Loose
               among
               '
               em
               .
               In
               this
               very
               Interim
               ,
               the
               Master
               Bolts
               in
               upon
               them
               ,
               and
               Surprizes
               them
               :
               In
               short
               ,
               he
               inquires
               into
               the
               Riot
               ,
               and
               takes
               the
               whole
               School
               to
               Task
               One
               by
               One
               ,
               about
               the
               Occasion
               of
               this
               Uproar
               .
               
                 I
                 'd
                 have
                 been
                 Quiet
              
               ,
               says
               One
               ,
               
                 if
                 it
                 had
                 not
                 been
                 for
                 Him
                 ;
                 and
                 I
                 'd
                 ha'
                 been
                 Quiet
                 ,
              
               says
               T'other
               ,
               
                 if
                 he
                 'd
                 ha'
                 let
                 me
                 Alone
                 .
              
               So
               that
               in
               fine
               ,
               (
               all
               Pointing
               at
               the
               same
               Person
               ,
               )
               the
               Poor
               Country
               Fellow
               was
               taken
               up
               and
               Lash'd
               upon
               the
               Stage
               ,
               and
               all
               the
               rest
               Forgiven
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             FAB
             .
             CCCCC
             .
             A
             Miller
             and
             a
             Rat.
             
          
           
             A
             Miller
             took
             a
             Huge
             Over-grown
             Rat
             in
             his
             
               Meal
               Tub
            
             ;
             and
             there
             was
             He
             laying
             the
             Law
             to
             him
             about
             the
             Lewdness
             of
             his
             Life
             and
             Conversation
             ,
             and
             the
             Abominable
             Sin
             of
             Stealing
             ;
             but
             your
             Thieving
             says
             he
             ,
             is
             now
             come
             Home
             to
             ye
             ,
             and
             I
             shall
             e'n
             leave
             Honest
             Puss
             here
             to
             reckon
             with
             ye
             for
             all
             your
             Rogueries
             .
             Alas
             Sir
             ,
             says
             the
             Poor
             Rat
             ,
             I
             make
             no
             Trade
             on
             't
             ;
             and
             the
             Miserable
             Pittance
             that
             I
             take
             ,
             is
             only
             from
             Hand
             to
             Mouth
             ,
             and
             out
             of
             Pure
             Necessity
             to
             keep
             Life
             and
             Soul
             together
             :
             As
             the
             Rat
             Pleaded
             Hunger
             on
             the
             One
             Hand
             ,
             the
             Miller
             threw
             the
             Matter
             of
             Conscience
             and
             Honesty
             in
             his
             Teeth
             on
             the
             Other
             ,
             and
             Preach'd
             to
             him
             upon
             the
             Topick
             of
             a
             
               Political
               Convenience
            
             ,
             in
             making
             such
             Pilfering
             Knaves
             Examples
             for
             the
             
               Publick
               Good.
            
             Well
             ,
             Sir
             ,
             says
             the
             Rat
             once
             again
             ,
             but
             pray
             will
             you
             Consider
             for
             your
             own
             sake
             ,
             that
             
               this
               is
               your
               own
               Case
            
             ;
             and
             that
             
               You
               and
               I
               are
               both
               Corn
               Merchants
               ,
               and
               of
               the
               same
               Fraternity
               ;
               Nay
               ,
               and
               that
               for
               One
               Grain
               that
               I
               take
               ,
               you
               take
               a
               Thousand
               .
            
             This
             is
             not
             Language
             ,
             cries
             the
             Miller
             ,
             in
             a
             Rage
             ,
             for
             an
             Honest
             Man
             to
             Bear
             ;
             but
             the
             best
             on
             't
             is
             Sirrah
             ,
             
               Your
               Tongue
               's
               no
               Slander
            
             :
             So
             he
             turn'd
             the
             Cat
             Loose
             upon
             him
             to
             do
             that
             which
             we
             call
             in
             the
             World
             
               an
               Execution
               of
               Iustice.
            
             
          
           
             
             
               The
               MORAL
               .
            
             
               'T
               is
               a
               piece
               of
               Market
               Policy
               ,
               for
               People
               of
               a
               Trade
               to
               bear
               hard
               One
               upon
               another
               ,
               when
               it
               comes
               once
               to
               the
               Question
               betwixt
               a
               Couple
               of
               Knaves
               ,
               which
               is
               the
               Honester
               Man
               of
               the
               Two.
               
            
          
           
             
               REFLEXION
               .
            
             
               THERE
               are
               no
               Greater
               Atheists
               under
               the
               Sun
               ,
               then
               that
               sort
               of
               People
               th●…t
               Distinguishes
               it self
               from
               other
               Men
               by
               the
               Name
               of
               the
               Godly
               ,
               and
               the
               
                 Ungodly
                 Party
              
               :
               No
               Arranter
               Hypocrites
               in
               Hell
               ,
               then
               those
               that
               told
               the
               Sons
               of
               
                 Levi
                 they
                 took
                 too
                 much
                 upon
                 them
                 ,
                 but
                 that
                 the
                 Congregation
                 was
                 Holy
                 Every
                 Man
                 of
                 'em
                 ,
                 and
                 the
                 Lord
                 was
                 among
                 them
                 .
              
               Divine
               Vengeance
               cut
               them
               off
               we
               see
               ,
               
                 Flagranti
                 Crimine
              
               ,
               for
               
                 the
                 Earth
                 Open'd
                 her
                 Mouth
                 and
                 Swallow'd
                 them
                 up
                 ,
              
               Them
               and
               their
               whole
               Party
               ,
               
                 and
                 they
                 went
                 down
                 Alive
                 into
                 the
                 Pit.
              
               No
               People
               so
               Unmerciful
               to
               
                 Poor
                 Little
                 Whores
              
               ,
               and
               Thieves
               ,
               as
               
                 Rich
                 Great
                 Ones
              
               .
               The
               Griping
               Usurer
               Inveighs
               against
               
                 Extortion
                 ;
                 Church-Robbers
              
               against
               Sacrilege
               ;
               the
               most
               Insupportable
               of
               Tyrants
               ,
               Exclaim
               against
               the
               Exercise
               of
               
                 Arbitrary
                 Power
              
               ;
               and
               none
               so
               Fierce
               against
               the
               Sin
               of
               Rebellion
               ,
               as
               the
               most
               Execrable
               of
               
                 Traytors
                 Themselves
              
               .
               Thus
               we
               find
               it
               in
               these
               Instances
               ;
               and
               the
               same
               Pharisaical
               Spirit
               runs
               through
               the
               whole
               Roll
               of
               our
               Darling
               Iniquities
               .
               The
               Miller
               is
               brought
               in
               here
               Preaching
               against
               Stealing
               ;
               and
               it
               is
               upon
               the
               whole
               Matter
               an
               Unaccountable
               Truth
               ,
               that
               we
               do
               all
               Naturally
               pretend
               the
               Greatest
               Aversion
               to
               that
               Lewdness
               in
               Another
               ,
               which
               we
               most
               Indulge
               in
               our Selves
               .
               This
               is
               it
               that
               we
               call
               
                 Crying
                 Whore
                 First
              
               ;
               as
               if
               the
               Impudence
               of
               Out-facing
               the
               Wickedness
               ,
               were
               some
               sort
               of
               Attonement
               for
               the
               Scandal
               of
               it
               .
            
          
        
         
           FINIS
           .