Their drefs, their courtly manners fee; Reform your state, and copy me. Seek ye to thrive? In flatt'ry deal, Your fcorn, your hate, with that conceal; But use them for your private ends, Be prompt to lye, whene'er 'tis fit; And men your talents fhall commend; I knew the Great. Obferve me right, He spoke and bow'd. With mutt'ring jaws And And fond to copy human ways, Practise new mischiefs all their days. Thus the dull lad, too tall for school, With travel finishes the fool, Studious of ev'ry coxcomb's airs, He drinks, games, dreffes, whores and swears, For vice is fitted to his parts. FABLE TH Through the deep foreft took his Drawn by the musick of the groves, Along the winding gloom he roves; way; From 1 From tree to tree, the warbling throats Prolong the sweet alternate notes. The fong broke fhort, the warblers flew, To fhun the hateful fight of man. Whence is this dread of ev'ry creature? Fly they our figure or our nature? As thus he walk'd in mufing thought, Proud of the bleffings of her neft, She thus a mother's care expreft. No No dangers here fhall circumvent, Within the woods enjoy content. Sooner the hawk or vulture truft Than man; of animals the worst; A vice peculiar to the kind. The sheep, whose annual fleece is dy'd, The fwarms, who, with induftrious skill, Does not her wing all science aid? Does it not lovers hearts explain, And drudge to raise the merchant's gain ? |