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Fable IV.
Mercury and the Woodman.
A Woodman, at Work,
Dropp'd his Ax in a Pond,
And in Sorrow and Tears,
His Disaster bemoan'd.
Merc'ry brings one all Gold,
And cries, Friend, is this thine?
No Sir, (says the Woodman)
Mine was not fo fine.
Then he shew'd him the right,
Ah that's mine by my Troth:
Thou art honest, says Merc'ry,
So, Friend take them both.
