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What bleffings must attend the nation
Under this good administration!”

He said. A Goose, who distant stood,
Harangu'd 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 th' oration.
Foxes this government may prize,
As gentle, pientiful, and wise;
If they enjoy the sweets, 'tis plain
We Geese must feel a tyrant-reign.
What havock now shall thin our race,
When every petty clerk in place,
To prove his tafte, and seem polite,
Will feed on Geese both noon and night!”.

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WHAT whispers must the Beauty bear!

What hourly nonfense haunts her ear!
Where'er her eyes dispense their charms,
Impertinence around her swarms.
Did not the tender nonsense strike,

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Contempt and fcorn might look diflike;
Forbidding airs might thin the place,
The flightest flap a fly can chace :
But who can drive the numerous breed?
Chace one, another will fucceed.

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Who knows a fool, must know his brother;
One fop will recommend another :
And with this plague she's rightly curst,
Because she liften'd to the first.
As Doris, at her toilette's duty,

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Sat meditating on her beauty,
She now was pensive now was gay,
And loll’d the sultry hours away.

As thus in indolence she lies,
A giddy Wasp around her flies.
He now advances, now retires,
Now to her neck and cheek aspires.
Her fan in vain defends her charms;
Swift he returns, again alarms;
For by repulse he bolder grew,

25 Perch'd on her lip, and fipt the dew.

She frowns; she frets. “Good Gods ! she cries,
Protect me from these teazing flies !
Of all the plagues that Heaven hath sent,
A Wafp is most impertinent.”

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The hovering infect thus complain'd;
“ Am I then slighted, fcorn'd, disdain'd?
Can such offence your anger wake?
'Twas beauty caus’d the bold mistake.
Those cherry lips that breathe perfume, 35
That cheek so ripe with youthful bloom,
Made me with strong desire pursue
T'he faireft peach that ever grew."

* Strike him not, Jenny, Doris cries, Nor murder Wasps like vulgar Aies;

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For though he's free (to do him right)s
The creature's civil and polite.”

In ecstasies away he posts ;
Where'er he came, the favour boafts;
Brags how her sweetest tea he sips,
And shows the fugar on his lips.

The hint alarm'd the forward crew;
Şure of fuccefs, away they flew :
They share the dainties of the day,
Round her with airy music play:
And now they flutter, now they reft,
Now foar again, and fkim her breast.
Nor were they banish'd, till she found
That Wasps have stings, and felt the wound.

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SEEK you to train your favourite boy?

Each caution, every care employ ;
And, ere you venture to confide,
Let his preceptor's heart be try'd:
Weigh well his manners, life, and scope; 5
On these depends thy future hope.

As on a time, in peaceful reign,
A Bull enjoy'd the flowery plain,
A Mastiff pass'd ; inflam'd with ire,
His eye-balls shot indignant fire.
He foam'd, he rag'd with thirst of blood.
Spurning the ground, the monarch stood,

And

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And roar'd aloud : “ Suspend the fight;
In a whole skin go sleep to-night :
Or tell me, ere the battle

rage,

IS
What wrongs provoke thee to engage?
Is it ambition fires thy breaft,
Or avarice, that ne'er can reft?
From thefe alone unjustly springs
The world-destroying wrath of kings." 20

The surly Mastiff thus returns:
“ Within my bofom glory burns.
Like heroes of eternal name,
Whom poets fing, I fight for fame.
The butcher's spirit-ftirring mind
To daily war my youth inclin'd;
He train'd me to heroic deed,
Taught me to conquer, or to bleed.”

“ Curs'd Dog, the Bull reply'd, no more I wonder at thy thirst of gore;

30 For thou (beneath a butcher train’d, · Whose hands with cruelty are ftain'd, His daily murders in thy view) Muft, like thy tutor, blood pursue. Take, then, thy fate.” With goring wound 35 At once he lifts him from the ground: Aloft the sprawling hero flies, Mangled he falls, he howls, and dies.

FABLE

F ABLE

X.

THE ELEPHANT AND THE BOOKSELLER.

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'HE man who with undaunted toils

Sails unknown seas to unknown foils,
With various wonders feasts his fight:
What stranger wonders does he write !
We read, and in description view

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Creatures which Adam never knew;
For, when we risk no contradi&tion,
It

prompts the tongue to deal in fiction."
Those things that startle me or you
I grant are strange; yet may be true. 10
Who doubts that Elephants are found
For science and for sense renown'd?
Borri records their strength of parts,
Extent of thought, and skill in arts ;
How they perform the law's decrees,

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And save the state the hangman's fees;
And how by travel understand
The language of another land.
Let those, who question this report,
To Pliny's ancient page resort.
How learn'd was that sagacious breed !
Who now (like them) the Greek can read?

As one of these, in days of yore,
Rummag'd a shop of learning o'er,
Not like our modern dealers, minding 25
Only the margin's breadth and binding,

A book

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