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A75955
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Æsop at Tunbridge. Or, A few select fables in verse. By No person of quality
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No person of quality.; Ward, Edward, 1667-1731, attributed name.
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1698
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Wing A739A; ESTC R204386
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we shall see This your outrageous Enemy Up said the Horse then let us never rest Till we have found this cursed Beast Away then to the Woods they flew The Horse his Haunts and Coverts knew And there his Foe the dextrous Warriour slew This done they jocund homewards make And thus the Horse the Man bespake Now Sir accept my Thanks for what is past I to my wonted Fields and Friends must haste Hold quoth the Man we part not quite so soon Your Business is but Mine is not yet done Some Service there remains due to the Aid I lent you which must be repaid This said he light and ty'd him to a Rack Where the poor Creature thus with Sorrow spake Slight was the Injury of the Boar And might perhaps have been no more But now I 'm utterly undone My Ease and Liberty are gone Sweet is Revenge just in the Taste But surely Bitterness at last Let other Creatures warning take What Bargains they in Passion make Let Nations also take good care That they with many Hardships bear Rather than seek Redress abroad Which is but adding to their Load FAB VI. The Bargain TWO Welchmen Partners in a Cow Resolv'd to sell her dear And laid their Heads together how To do 't at Ludlow Fair. It was a sultry Summers Day When out they drove the Beast And having got about half way They sat them down to rest The Cow a Creature of no Breeding The place with Grass being stor'd Fed by and whilst she was a feeding Let fall a mighty T Roger quoth Hugh I tell thee what Two Words and I have done If thou wilt fairly eat up that The Cow is all thy own 'T is done quoth Roger 't is agree And to 't he went a pace He seem'd so eager sett 't is said That he forgot his Grace He labour'd with his wooden Spoon And up he slopt the Stuff Till by the time that half was done He felt he had enough He fâ—lâ— but scorning to go back Would look as if he wanted more And seem'd to make a fresh Attack With as much Vigor as before But â—â—oâ—ping short a while he cry'd How faâ—es it Neighbour Hugh I hope by this you 're satisfied Whoâ—â— Mâ—ster of the Cow Ay ay quâ—th Hugh the Devil choak thee For nothing else can do 't I 'm sâ—tisfi'd that thou hast broke me U less thou wilt give out Give out quoth Roger that were fine Why what have I been doing But yâ—t I tell thee Friend of mine I shall not seek thy Ruine My Heart now turns against such Gains I know th' art piteous poor Eat thou the half that still remains And 't is as 't was befoâ—e God's Blessing on thy Heart quoth Hugh That Proffer none can gainsay With that he readily fell to And eat his share o' th' Tansie Well now quoth Hodge w' are ev'n no doubt And nâ—ither side much Winner So had we been quoth Hugh without This damn'd confounded Dinner Let this both to our Wars and Peace Be honestly apply'd France and th' Allies have done no less That what these Welch-men did FAB VII The Frogs Concern TWO fierce young Bulls within the Marshes strove For the Reward of Empire and of Love Which should the fairest Heifer gain And which should govern all the Plain This when a Frog hard by perceiv'd He sigh'd and sob'd and sorely griev'd He hung his Head and made great moan As though he had lost his Wife or Son At which a neighbour Frog admir'd And kindly of the Cause enquir'd Which when he knew he said in hastâ— And Gossip is this all at last If this and that great Loggerheaded Bull Will try the Thickness of each others Scull E'en let them do as fit they see But what is that to You and Me If that replied the other were all indeed We should about this Matter be agreed I should not care a single Groat To see 'em tear each others Throat But Friend the Creatures of such Might Can never meet in Field to fight But in the Fury of their full Carreer Both you and I endanger'd are And all our kindred Tribes below In hazard of their Lives must go When Bulls rush on or when retreat for Breath They 'll tread a hundred of us little Folks to death If Kings would fight themselves alone Their People still secure No mortal Man would part 'em sure But let them e'en fight on But when the Subjects Blood is spilt And their Estates are drain'd To justifie a Princes Guilt Or have his Vanity maintain'd When they must pay for all at last That Lust Ambition or Revenge lay waste The poorest Man alive may fear And pray against the Miseries of War FAB VIII Of a Man and his Ass A Wretched Churl was trav'lâ—ing with his Ass Beneath two Panniers Load opprest And hearing Noise behind cry'd to the Beast Fly my Friend Roger fly apace Else I 'm undone and all my Market's naught And thou thy self will by the Rogues be caught Caught quoth the Beast what if I be What will it signifie to me My Panniers are so full they 'll hold no more I carry two and cannot carry four 'Twixt Rogues and You I can no difference make They are all Rogues to me who break my back Fly fly from France our Statesmen cry And Slavery's cursed Yoke Whilst with our Ancient Liberty Our very Backs are broke France is a Thief but France can do no more Than keep the Panniers on we had before FAB IX Of a Wolf A Wolf retiring from Whitehall Where he had Statesman been Built for himself a Box so small That few could be receiv'd within The Country all admir'd at this And could not at the Reason guess Why one so Wealthy and so Great Should cage himself at such a rate Till at the last a Fox came by A Courtier also sleek and fly And thus in earnest and in jest His Reason gave amongst the rest Perhaps my Lord Commissioner intends Here to receive only his honest Friends FAB X. The Plaintiff and Defendant TWO Travellers an Oyster found Dropt from some Pannier down Each stoopt and took it from the Ground And claim'd it as his own Since both can't have it all said one E'en let it parted be No says the other all or none But all belongs to me One Serjeant Law by chance came by And he must end the Strife Which thing he did immediatly With his deciding Knife He took the Fish and cut it up This Cause he opened well And fairly did the Oyster sup And gave to each a Shell And if hereafter Causes rise Where People can't agree I know quoth he you 'll be so wise To refer them still to me My Name is Law my Chambers are At some of the Inns of Court Or Serjeant's or Westminster Where all for Help resort Sir quo ' the Men trust us for that We shall not fail to tell 'T was Law that did the Oyster eat And left to Us the Shell