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A55424
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Moral and political fables, ancient and modern done into measured prose intermixed with ryme by Dr. Walter Pope.
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Pope, Walter, d. 1714.
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1698
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Wing P2913; ESTC R8618
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Moral and Political FABLES ANCIENT and MODERN Done into Measurd PROSE intermixd with RYME By Dr. WALTER POPE Fellow of the ROYAL SOCIETY Omne tulit punctum qui miscuit Utile Dulci Lectorem Delectando pariterque Monendo Hor. LONDON Printed for Thomas Horne at the South-Entrance of the Royal-Exchange 1698. To the Right Honourable Sir IOHN HOLT Kt. Lord Chief Justice of England And one of His MAJESTY'S Most Honourable PRIVY-COUNCIL My LORD THO' I have no reason to be inamourd with the Proceedings in Westminster-Hall having from thence been grievously harassd by a causeless expensive litigious and tedious Process and sufferd great Hardship even by the Confession of my Adversaries yet I have a Profound Veneration for all Learned Honest Upright and Impartial Iudges amongst whom Your Lordship may justly challenge the Chiefest Place as it is notoriously known and gratefully ownd by the whole Kingdom And cannot but be True for The Voice of the People is the Voice of God It is upon this Account only that I presume to Dedicate this small Treatise to Your Lordship begging your Pardon for this Boldness proceeding from one who has no other Knowledge of Your Lordship than by Hear-say and Report But from what manner of Report Not an uncertain Rumour whisperd in Corners by a Few Partial Bribd and Servile Flatterers But Proclaimd Aloud in the Market-Places by an Universal Irresistible Uncontradicted Blast of Fame and Supported by the Concurrent Suffrages of All Wise Learned Vertuous and Just Men. My Lord I am sensible that I injure the Public in so long detaining Your Lordship from doing Good in your Eminent Station I am My LORD Your Most Humble Servant WALTER POPE Moral and Political FABLES FABLE I. The Fox changing his Prayers THrô a Walls narrow Cleft a Fox Espied Much Poultry feeding in a Farmers Yard Fearing it might his Enterance retard He desir'd Iupiter to make it wide Being got in and having seizd a Hen As he was carrying it with joy to 's Den He saw a Dog at 's heels and O Iove cryd Make the Hole narrower it is now too wide The MORAL Mens Wishes alter with their Interest FAB II. Two Pots TWo Pots were carried down a rapid Stream One of cast Iron made one of bakd Clay The lightest of the two which swifter saild And left the heavy Iron Pot behind Who in great fear of sinking cryd aloud Dear Sister stay let us unite our force The better to resist th' impetuous Waves That must not be the Earthen Pot replyd For if one on the other should fall foul who 'll have the worst t is easie to foretel Your Iron-sides will break my brittle Shell The MORAL Shun both extremes each of them danger brings Be not Familiar nor contend with Kings Another Parafrase of the same Out of a Millers House a sudden Flood Carried two Vessels one of Potters Earth And one of heavy solid Metal made The Earthen Pot the other oversaild Dancing upon the Billows like a Cork But her Companion who much Water drew An◠slowly movd finding he strove in vain T' oretake her she was got so far before He cryd aloud Sister dear Sister stay For your old Friend hear what I have to say Le ts make this perilous Voyage hand in hand And spend the time in Conference till we land Sir said the Earthen Pot it grieves me much I cannot now comply with your desire For if we should by chance together knock What will become of me poor brittle Crock Who can secure me from your Iron Frock FAB III. The Fox and Hedghog A Fox much tird with swimming cross a Stream Being got to th'farther side stuck in the mud Near him upon the Bank in ambush lay A swarm of hungry Flies expecting Prey These when they saw the Fox in that sad plight Down from the Bushes made a speedy flight Settled upon his Back and drunk his Blood By chance a neighb'ring Hedghog past that way And saw the Fox as in the Owze he lay And thus to him he spake Command me Sir I wish my Power were equal to my Will I have not strength to pull you out o' th' mire But if you please I 'll rid you of those Flies The Fox replyd I 'd rather they should stay They 've filld their Bellies they have done their worst If they should be removd a hungry Brood Will come and suck the remnant of my Blood The MORAL Rather small Inconveniencies endure Than by removing them greater procure FAB IV. The two Asses TWO laden Asses travelld the same way One carrying Sponges and the other Salt The last scarce able to support his Load Fell down in a deep Brook which crost the Road When thence he had swam to the farther Bank He found there was no Burthen on his back And merrily trudgd on with 's empty Sack The other Ass perceiving this Event Resolvd to try the same Experiment And lay down in the deepest part o'th'Ford But never rose again the Sponges swolln With imbib'd moisture were so heavy grown That they lay like a Milstone on his back The MORAL One Remedy will not cure all Diseases FAB V. The Lamb and Wolf A Lamb out of a Room three Stories high Raild at a Wolf as he was passing by Calling him ravenous Beast Murderer Thief And all the opprobrious Names he could rake up The Wolf marchd gravely on as unconcernd Yet he was heard to say as he withdrew It is the place rails at me t is not you The MORAL Poor Men well backd dare speak against the Rich. FAB VI. The Hunting-Match THE Lion Fox and Ass together met And for a solemn Hunting set a day They went and had the luck to take much Game The Lion bids the Ass divide the Prey He obeyd and made thereof three equal parts The Lion taking this for an affront Killd him o' th' spot then put the Fox upon 't To make a new division The Fox All the best pieces laid upon one heap Leaving a little of the worst for 's self Which when the Lion saw Brother said he In what School learnt you to divide so well The punishment inflicted on the Ass The cunning Fox replyd taught me this skill The MORAL Dangers which befal Fools instruct the Wise. Another Hunt not with Lions contend not with Kings Another out of Iac. Catts Sijt ghy een Esel inder daet En kiest geen leeu tot mede-maet That is To be an Ass if t is thy fate Choose not a Lion for thy Mate Another out of the same Met groote Heeren ist quaet Kersen eten Sy kiesen de grootste en schieten met de steenen That is T is ill eating Cherries with your Superiors They will chuse the best and squirt the stones into your eyes FAB VII The two thirsty Frogs TWO Frogs who wanting Water were constraind Their antient Habitations to desert Made many a weary step until at last They in a deep Wells bottom water found Which seen one said