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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A75932	The fables of Æsop paraphras'd in verse, and adorn'd with sculpture, by John Ogilby.; Aesop's fables. English	Ogilby, John, 1600-1676.; Aesop.	1651 (1651)	Wing A689; Thomason E792_1; ESTC R207328	78,245	371

no idle prayer To recompence his care And fruitfull render hard and barren clods They heard and nurc'd his hope with timely rain That now black grounds did shine with golden Grain When a fierce troop of Plundering Cranes he spies And wicked Geese to cut the Christall Skies Calld in by those domestick Geese he fed In his own Barn with what should make him Bread His Gander thus He heard declare Welcome dear friends to us Our spightfull Master if he see us look But ore the hedge with threatning voice will call Who can the injury brook Come let 's deprive the Hook This said th' whole Army on the Field did fall Plots meet with Counterplots strong Gins were set Which took both Foes and Traitors in a Net ' Mongst whom he found a Stork who to the Swain Thus pleaded innocence I am no Crane Nor impious Goose nor have I touch'd your Corn But the best Bird am I on wings is born 'T is I that feed My Parents spent with age and in their need Bear like the Trojan Hero on my back The Pelican that feasts with her own blood Her young when meat they lack Compar'd to me is black Who will not spend their lives to save their Brood Great Love descends to Age who gives respect Children and Friends Parents grown old neglect Then said the Swain Your boasting will not serve You found with these shall find what they deserve And with these cursed Malefactors die Though as you say you are the best that fly Your wicked troop Would all my Harvest hopes have eaten up Wert thou the Phoenix though we lost the race A Cherubine or Bird of Paradice Expect from me no grace Now thou shalt suffer in this place You tell your Vertues Bird but not your Vice To your own Parents you obedient are But not for Kings our Common Fathers care MORALL What crimes commit we or what grosse abuse That is not palliated by excuse Who saies he 's Guilty these Bad companie load The Devill this and that laies all on God 80 THE EIGHTIETH FABLE Of the Eagle and the Crow THe Plumed King spreading his feather'd sail Down through the clouds like a black tempest stoops Passing through Quarters of Wind Rain and Hail He seiz'd a Lamb among the bleating Troops While the Dogs bark and the old Shepheards rail That he a King should prey on harmelesse Beasts He flys to cruell Nests And bears the prey to Courts nine steeples high Then wonderous Blood Wool rain from the skie A foolish Crow viewing this gallant Flight The Eagle made down from the arched Skies Sweld with opinion soars a mighty height To rob the flock of such another prize Thence on a youngling did with fury light And Knee deep strikes himself in Silver Wool That thence he could not pull His tangled feet with Art nor Force again But yields himself then Prisoner to a Swain Who gave him to the Boys they clip his Wing And ' mongst the Flocks would with their Captive play Taught him new notes another Song to sing And when men ask'd what Bird he was to say He thought he was an Eagle and a King But to his grief he now too well did know He is a foolish Crow Who 'bove his power great things attempting fell A sport to Boys as mercilesse as Hell MORALL All imitate or imitated are A shriveld Dwarf hath managed in War A mighty Steed and boldly charg'd the foe Shooting through loop-holes in the sadle bow 81 THE EIGHTIE FIRST FABLE Of the Dog and the Sheep ROugh with a trundle tail a Prick-ear'd Cur That had nine Warrens of starv'd Fleas in 's Fur On whom was manginesse entail'd and itch From his Sire Isgrim and a Cat-ey'd Bitch With these endowments Rich And some bold vices now we vertues call He brought to th' Judgement Hall His accusation ' gainst a guiltlesse Sheep That he the staff of life from him did keep A Loaf he lent him of the purest Wheat And at the high Tribunal seat At once he charg'd and at once claims the debt The Sheep denies that ere he had to doe With this strange Dog that no good Shepheard knew Since he no Bond could prove desir'd release Then bawls the Cur Behold my Witnesses Let them the truth confesse The Vulture Fox and Squint-ey'd Kite appear Whom God nor Conscience fear To whom he promis'd equall shares before For which as they instructed were they swore They saw when he deliver'd him the Bread Refusing bond and kindly said Without such things Brethren should Brethren aid The Beasts had savage Laws Who could not pay Convicted at the Cred'tors mercy lay Such was the poor Sheeps case none could exhort The Dog to save the honour of the Court Since cruelty was his sport But at the Sheep with open mouth he flew And in th' whole benches view Sucks his warm Blood and eats his panting Heart And to each Witnesse quarters out their part When one did say Thus innocence we see Was never yet from danger free As th' Evidence so must the Sentence be MORALL While Oaths and Evidence shall bear the cause Men of small Conscience little fear the Laws What Trade are you a Witnesse Sir Draw neer Ther 's Coyn goe swear what I would have you swear FINIS

Hands Refuse to put on Gloves the vexd Foot stands Mean while the Stomach was come down and cries What once a hollow Tooth serv'd would suffice The streightend Maw one bit one crum bestow But still the moodie Members answer No. At last an extreme feeblenesse they felt Saw all but skin and their hard bones to melt A pale Consumption Lording over all At which a Counsell the faint Brethren call The Stomach must be fed which now was so Contracted that like them it answer'd No. At which pale Death her cold approaches made When to the dying Feet the weak Hands said Brethren in evill since we did deny The Bellie food we must together die All that are Members in a Common-wealth Should more than Private aim at Publick health The Rich the Poor and Poor the Rich must aide None can protect themselves with their own shade None for themselves are Born we brought in food Which the kind Stomach did prepare for Blood The Liver gave it tincture the great Vein Sends it in thousand severall streams again To feed the parts which there assimulates Concord builds high when Discord ruins States But the chief cause did our destruction bring Was we Rebell'd ' gainst Reason our true King MORALL Civill Commotions strongly carried on Seldome bring Quiet when the War is done Then thousand Interests in strange shapes appear And through all ways to certain Ruine steer 48 THE EIGHT AND FOURTIETH FABLE Of the Horse and laden Asse DEear Brother Horse so heavy is my load That my galld back Is like to crack Some pitty take Or I shall perish in the road For thy fair Sisters sake Who once did bear To me a Son a Mule my hopefull Heir Assistance lend My burthen share Or else a cruell end Waits on thy fellow servant and thy friend Here I must lye And die The tird Asse said to th' empty Horse went by Prick'd up with Pride and Provender the Horse Deni'd his aid Shall I he said My own back lade And hurt my self stird up with fond remorse My prudent Master laid This on thee who Better than you or I know's what to doe My Sister Mare Was given to you Our Nobler race to spare The Asse and Mule must all the burthens bear I must no pack Nor sack But my dear Master carry on my back This said Heart-broak the Asse fell down and di'd The Master streight Laid all the weight On his proud Mate And spread above the Asses hide Repenting but too late The Horse then said Thou wert accurs'd didst not thy Brother aid Now on my back Th' whole burthens laid Such Mortals goodnesse lack And Counsell which their Friends distrest not aid Had I born part The smart Had been but small which now must break my Heart MORALL People that under Tyrant Scepters live Should each to other kind Assistance give The Rich the Poor still over-Taxd should aid Lest on their Shoulders the whole burthens laid 49 THE NINE AND FOURTIETH FABLE Of the Fox and the Cock. SOon as the Fox to Pullein-furnish'd Farms Approaches made Though valiant Chanticleere not trusting Arms Nor humane aid Ascends a tree Where he Stood safe from harms Loud was the Cackle at no false Alarms From ground About him round For safety all his feather'd Household Flock When Reynard thus spake to the wary Cock O thou through all the world for vallour fam'd Hast thou not heard What our two Kings so lately have proclaim'd Both Beast and Bird At Amity Must be War which enflam'd Since Adams fall all creatures wild and tam'd Must cease In lasting Peace The cruell Lyon and the Eagle then Will joyn their force against more cruell Men. The sacrilegious Woolf in graves must feed And Birds of prey With humane slaughter must supply their need The Popinjay Needs not to bauk The Hauke The Lamb and Kid ' Mongst hungry Bears may in dark Forests feed At Feasts Both Birds and Beasts Begin to meet the Cat with Linnets plays And Griffons Dine where tender Heifers graze Therefore most Noble Chanticleer descend And though your Spurs Maintaining Pullein Quarters once did rend My tender Furs When Feathers I Made fly I 'm now your friend Unlesse we strive in love let us contend No more Though Reynard's poor He 's faithfull to his trust and boldly can Affirme no Beast is half so false as Man The Cock long weary of devasting War And fierce Alarms Well knowing what outrages committed are By Civill Arms And how the Man Had slain To mend his fare His Off-spring yet pretending love and care Right glad To him then said I meet your love Sir Reynard and descend To choose 'mong Beasts rather than Men a friend While the Cock spake a pack of cruell Hounds The Fox did hear And saw them powdering down from Hilly grounds After a Deer Reynard not stays Delays Are dangerous found But earth's himself three fathome underground At last The Dogs being past All danger ore again he did appear Then to the Fox return'd spake Chanticleer Learned Sir Reynard if the words be true Which you have said Why did these Dogs the trembling Deer pursue They should have staid Like enemies From these You also flew Then said the Fox though I th' agreement drew So late This Act of State Came forth I fear they th' Edict did not hear But I shall trounce them have they kild the Deer The Cock reply'd but I le make good this tree Is it now true then 't will to morrow be MORALL To what we like we easy credit give This makes us oft from foes feignd news beleive Fame mighty Holds hath took and storm'd alone And false Reports whole Armies overthrown 50 THE FIFTIETH FABLE Of the Lyon and the Forester VAst Forrests and great Cities opend when Betwixt wild Beasts and Men A long Cessation was And it was then That Citizens and Rusticks viewd the Lyons Den At his vast Courts amaz'd Where now fat Buls Colts and tame Asses graz'd Through desarts Travellers took the nearest way Where with their Spaniels wanton Tygers play Foxes 'mong Geese Wolves 'mong fat Weathers lay At Skinners Shops the Bear unmuzeld calls Cheapning on furnished Stals His friend or Cozens fur In common Halls Panthers behold themselves on stately Pedistals And now no Yeoman Cur Nor Sergeant mastive Beasts indebted stir The Woods Inhabitants wander every where And brizly Boars walk safe with untouch'd eare After the Proclamation they did hear When the great Lyon met a Forester With whom he oft in War Had strove with various chance This with a spear The Lyon gald that would his strong-spun ambush tear Then boldly up advance And with his teeth in sunder bite the lance To whom the Lyon said Sir you and I Could nere decide our strength by victory Let us dispute and it by Logick trie Then said the Woodman let us wave dispute Antiquity shall doo 't Behold Mausolus toomb And then be mute If the worlds wonder by example thee confute There let