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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
B01490	Æsopicks: or, A second collection of fables, paraphras'd in verse, adorn'd with sculpture, and illustrated with annotations. / By John Ogilby, esq; his Majesty's cosmographer, geographick printer, and master of revels in the kingdom of Ireland.; Aesop's fables	Aesop.; Ogilby, John, 1600-1676.	1675 (1675)	Wing A702AA; ESTC R172114	103,882	449

when kind Fate Lest he should ancient Thrones contaminare To Seats of Furies with a Tempest hurl'd This Demi-Fiend and Troubler of the World Then Change of Government each minute spawn'd Me shuffling here and there from Hand to Hand When from the Rising Sun and Glorious Right A guilty Flyer dropt me in his Flight Art thou that Hector said the Satyr who So oft the Greeks in that long War o'rethrew By Prowess purchasing immortal Fame We hear that many now go by your Name That in the Suburbs exercise their Rage The Taverns and the Ord'naries the Stage Be they like you when you embodied were Routing whole Squadrons with your single Spear If so why thus prepare we ' gainst the tall Batavians and their Amadis de Gaule Had there been two such Hectors Stories say Troy might have stood and flourish'd to this day Then said the Sword Those Hectors that are there Ne're saw a Field never in Battel were They arm'd by Bacchus use for Warlike Tools Edg'd Pots and Bottles Trenchers Chairs and Stools One like me living one so strong and stout Would thousands of such shadow Hectors rout But here wants Time these Braggarts to unmask Their Characters would more than Volumes ask But now take Pitty if thou hast esteem For the true Hector him enclos'd redeem My Brazen Head hath spoke Time will be past This Day for my Redemption is the last Thou Demi-Deity me elsewhere dispose He that is more than Man than Man more knows Then said the Satyr True I have a Spell Shall free thee if thou Prisoner wert in Hell But first I 'll sweat this Blade soften the Edge And at the Point purge a Steel-powder Seege Then Vomiting eject thee at the Hilt Go after to the Devil if thou wilt This said he hastens home and kept his Word Making the Sensitive a Sensless Sword MORAL Princes to Laws and Policie may trust Be Merciful Religious Wise and Just But Swords must stubborn Subjects keep in awe All other Ties not valu'd at a Straw 16 FAB XVI Of the Heathen and his Idol O Thou whom ' mongst our Lars and Houshold-gods My Ancestors transported through the Floods From burning Troy and setled here to be Happy in their Posterity and thee Yet now with contrite Heart and blubber'd Eyes Though daily I Invoke and Sacrifice No Means neglected doing what I can Want comes upon me like an Armed Man And the poor Remnant of my torn Estate One in Rebellion with the King of late Calls his Inheritance lays Claim unto Which if he carry me must quite undo Yet my Wife Father made a fair Accord He Purchas'd what was gotten by the Sword But scrupling Lawyers have enough pickt out To put my Title and his Sale in doubt Yet I my Counsel have and Witness Feed To Plead and Swear th' irrevocable Deed But ah my Wants will sterve my Cause All 's lost None gratis damn themselves not Knights o' th' Bost Help now or never Help else comes too late And I must Alms crave at anothers Gate Thus Pray'd the Superstitious when a Nod Blind Zeal presents from his consenting God Now joyning Issue they to Hearing came Great Concourse thither drawn by pratling Fame Juries impannell'd Witness sworn and all Suppos'd the Plaintiff's Cause would to the Wall When his grave Counsel drew their latter Card And one short Proof a well-pack'd Business marr'd Faln from his Hopes thus thrown down in a trice Undone for ever ne're again to rise He from the Court went sweating in a Rage On his damn'd God his Fury to asswage When thus upon him the Incensed fell If I had serv'd the Gods the Devil in Hell With half that Zeal and Fervor thee I serv'd He would not thus have left me to besterv'd Turn'd out of all naked a begging go Furies may melt Stocks no Compassion know VVhat made my Ignorant Parents thee implore And with such Reverential Awe adore VVhose deaf Ears Marble are whose Bowels Rock A Humane shape but Headed like a Shock But Dogs-face now thy weakness I 'll detect And this foul Form of Godliness dissect Beaten to Powder thee I 'll level lay For my Undoing and this dismal Day This said he takes him Pedestal and all And with strange Fury hurls against the VVall In pieces dash'd like brittle Glass then trod To Mortar scatter'd Fragments of his God When a New Light the dusty Mists unfold Out of the Head and Ruptur'd Belly Gold Reverberating rung the Idol's Knell And Lightnings ' midst a Rubbish Tempest fell Whilst through a Cloud of Witnesses he spies Gems Jewels Ingots a no little Prize Which he at first an idle Vision thought But feeling what he found and never sought So huge a Treasure such prodigious Store That those that thirst for Gold could ask no more Smiling he said Ah miserable Hound Why didst thou thus conceal what I have found Wouldst not to thy Devoted torn with Want And greedy Lawyers one small Penny grant The Tythe of this had my undoing Cause Brought off and me with Honor and Applause But thus recruited I 'll recover Cost And all my Land in Forma Pauperis lost MORAL Madness oft helps the Desperate sometimes Chance Others Debauchery and Full Cups advance Some dive the Seas search Mines Coffers to load These Sell their King and That Betrays his God FAB XVII Of Phoebus the Covetous and Envious Man SUmmon'd by Jove to his Great Council all The Gods assembling in Heavens Starry Hall In Crystal Nieches order'd Places take When thus the Sire in nipping Language spake Coelestials Convocated here you sit Enacting Things nor handsom just nor fit You Private Picks and Self-concerns debate Whilst Fallow lies the Grand Affairs of State And if by chance some wholesom Laws we make Such care you of the Execution take That Man our Chief Authority contemns Looking on Gods as Poets idle Dreams That now their Crimes reach such a Brazen Height Unmask'd Day sees the darkest Deeds of Night Nay more on us each Malefactor pins His venial greater and more hainous Sins Mars protects Murther and Rebellious Swarms Influenc'd by him ' gainst Princes take up Arms On Bacchus lay they the Abuse of Grapes And Venus Pillows all their loose Escapes 17 The City-Cheat and High-way Robber too Hermes they boast their Signatures from you With Lampoons Phoebus and Burlesque reproach And Juno for Dame Haughties Golden Coach Neither scape I that Heaven and Earth Command When surly People are to be trepann'd Clandestine Plots for open Actions ripe Striking at Kings that are of Gods the Type When down must come Religion and all Laws In my Name Arm they and attest their Cause Therefore let Phoebus take a strict Review And make Report if what we hear be true Mercy we rather would than Wrath employ Not drown bad Cities nor with Fire destroy The God thus order'd leaves his shining Robe Vested in Clouds and makes the Terrene Globe Swifter than Thought swift as the quickest Eyes Through