The complete fabulist: or, A choice collection of moral and entertaining fables from the best authors, by G. Grey

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Страница 135 - THE MAN AND THE FLEA. WHETHER on earth, in air, or main, Sure every thing alive is vain! Does not the hawk all fowls survey, As destined only for his prey ? And do not tyrants, prouder things, Think men were born for slaves to kings? When the crab views the pearly strands, Or Tagus bright with golden sands; Or crawls beside the coral grove, And hears the ocean roll above;
Страница 134 - My latter life is rest and peace. I grant, to man we lend our pains, And aid him to correct the plains. 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!
Страница 135 - 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...
Страница 133 - Shall then our nobler jaws submit To foam and champ the galling bit? Shall haughty man my back bestride ? Shall the sharp spur provoke my side ? Forbid it Heavens ! Reject the rein ; Your shame, your infamy, disdain. Let him the lion first control, And still the tiger's famish'd growl.
Страница 100 - All cowards should be served like you. See, see, your murd'rer is in view : With purple hands and reeking knife, He strips the skin yet warm with life. Your quarter'd sires, your bleeding dams, The dying bleat of harmless lambs, Call for revenge. O stupid race ! The heart that wants revenge is base.
Страница 127 - I'll read my fable. Betwixt her swagging pannier's load A Farmer's "wife to market rode, And, jogging on, with thoughtful care Summ'd up the profits of her ware; When...
Страница 113 - Great fouls with generous pity melt, Which coward tyrants never felt. How harmlefs is our fleecy care ! Be brave, and let thy. mercy fpare.
Страница 180 - Then let the charge be juftly laid ; That idle boy neglects his trade, And hardly once in twenty years, A couple to your temple bears. The wretches, whom your office blends, Silenus now, or Plutus fends ; Hence care, and bitternefs, and ftrife, Are common to the nuptial life. Believe me ; more than all mankind...
Страница 65 - THE BOY AND THE BUTTERFLY. A BOY, greatly smitten with the colours of a butterfly, pursued it from flower to flower with indefatigable pains. First he aimed to surprise it among the leaves of a rose ; then to cover it with his hat, as it was feeding on a daisy...
Страница 124 - Where, sir, is all this dainty cheer? Nor turkey, goose, nor hen, is here. These are the phantoms of your brain, And your sons lick their lips in vain.

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