FablesP. Didot, the elder, in the Palace of Arts and Sciences., 1800 - 235 страници |
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... ) The shepherd's homely cottage sought , And thus explor'd his reach of thought : Whence is thy learning ? Hath thy toil O'er books consum'd the midnight oil ? 1 " Hast thou old Greece and Rome survey'd , And INTRODUCTION ...
... ) The shepherd's homely cottage sought , And thus explor'd his reach of thought : Whence is thy learning ? Hath thy toil O'er books consum'd the midnight oil ? 1 " Hast thou old Greece and Rome survey'd , And INTRODUCTION ...
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... thou fathom'd Tully's mind ? Or , like the wise Ulysses , thrown , By various fates , on realms unknown . Hast thou through various cities stray'd , Their customs , laws , and manners weigh'd ? The shepherd modestly reply'd , I ne'er ...
... thou fathom'd Tully's mind ? Or , like the wise Ulysses , thrown , By various fates , on realms unknown . Hast thou through various cities stray'd , Their customs , laws , and manners weigh'd ? The shepherd modestly reply'd , I ne'er ...
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... thou ( beneath a butcher train'd , Whose hands with cruelty are stain'd , His daily murders in thy view ) Must , like thy tutor , blood pursue . Take then thy fate . With goring wound , At once he lifts him from the ground ; Aloft the ...
... thou ( beneath a butcher train'd , Whose hands with cruelty are stain'd , His daily murders in thy view ) Must , like thy tutor , blood pursue . Take then thy fate . With goring wound , At once he lifts him from the ground ; Aloft the ...
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... Thou purblind chit , Of aukward and ill - judging wit , If matches are not better made , At once I must forswear my trade . You send me such ill coupled folks , That ' tis a shame to sell them yokes . They squabble for a pin , a feather ...
... Thou purblind chit , Of aukward and ill - judging wit , If matches are not better made , At once I must forswear my trade . You send me such ill coupled folks , That ' tis a shame to sell them yokes . They squabble for a pin , a feather ...
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... thou the loadstone's pow'r and art , That virtue virtues can impart ? Of all his talents I partake , Who then can such a friend forsake ? ' Tis I direct the pilot's hand To shun the rocks and treach'rous sand : 量 By me the distant ...
... thou the loadstone's pow'r and art , That virtue virtues can impart ? Of all his talents I partake , Who then can such a friend forsake ? ' Tis I direct the pilot's hand To shun the rocks and treach'rous sand : 量 By me the distant ...
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Страница 7 - From nature too I take my rule, To shun contempt and ridicule. I never, with important air, In conversation overbear. Can grave and formal pass for wise, When men the solemn owl despise? My tongue within my lips I rein; For who talks much, must talk in vain.
Страница 77 - But doth not he divide the care, Through all the labours of the year ? How many thousand structures rise, To fence us from inclement skies ! For us he bears the sultry day, And stores up all our winter's hay, He sows, he reaps the harvest's gain ; We share the toil and share the grain. Since every creature was decreed To aid each other's mutual need, Appease your discontented mind, And act the part by Heav'n assign'd/ The tumult ceas'd.
Страница 86 - Behind she hears the hunter's cries, And from the deep-mouth'd thunder flies: She starts, she stops, she pants for breath ; She hears the near advance of death; She doubles to mislead the hound, And measures back her mazy round, Till, fainting in the public way, Half dead with fear she gasping lay. What transport in her bosom grew, When first the Horse appear'd in view ! " Let me (says she) your back ascend, And owe my safety to a friend.
Страница 66 - I'll read my Fable." Betwixt her swagging panniers' load A Farmer's Wife to market rode, And, jogging on, with thoughtful care, Summ'd up the profits of her ware ; When, starting from her silver dream, Thus far and wide was heard her scream. " That Raven on yon left-hand oak (Curse on his ill-betiding croak !) Bodes me no good.
Страница 87 - I, says he, of tender age, In this important care engage ? Older and abler pass'd you by ; How strong are those ! how weak am I ! Should I presume to bear you hence, Those friends of mine may take offence. Excuse me, then. You know my heart : But dearest friends, alas ! must part. How shall we all lament ! Adieu ! For see the hounds are just in view.
Страница 87 - She next the stately Bull implored; And thus replied the mighty lord. "Since every beast alive can tell That I sincerely wish you well, I may, without offence, pretend, To take the freedom of a friend; Love calls me hence; a favourite cow Expects me near yon barley-mow: And when a lady's in the case, You know, all other things give place. To leave you thus might seem unkind; But see, the Goat is just behind.
Страница 86 - MANY FRIENDS. Friendship, like love, is but a name, Unless to one you stint the flame. The child, whom many fathers share, Hath seldom known a father's care. Tis thus in friendships; who depend On many, rarely find a friend. A hare, who in a civil way, Complied with everything, like Gay, Was known by all the bestial train Who haunt the wood, or graze the plain.
Страница 20 - He said. A goose who distant stood, Harangued apart the cackling brood: 'Whene'er I hear a knave commend, He bids me shun his worthy friend. What praise! what mighty commendation! But 'twas a fox who spoke the oration.
Страница 87 - Poor honest Puss, It grieves my heart to see thee thus: Be comforted, relief is near, For all your friends are in the rear.
Страница 51 - If, unawares, My justice to myself and heirs, Hath let my debtor rot in jail, For want of good sufficient bail ; If I by writ, or bond, or deed...