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Æſop's FABLES.


REFLEXION.

THE Doctrine of This Fable is according to Reaſon, and Nature. People that are not Allow'd to be Sharers with their Companions in Good Fortune, will hardly ever agree to be Sharers in Bad, An Open, and an Honeſt Candor of Mind carries a Body Safe and Dry through all Ways and Weathers; Whereas in ſhifting and ſhuffling, a Man puts himſelf off his Guard; and the ſame Rule that ſerves him at One time, will

not ſerve him at Another, Men are willing enough to have Partners in Loſs, but not in Profit; and 'tis not the Traveller alone that cries [I] have found a Purſe of Gold, and then Changes his Note upon the Hue and Cry, and ſays [WE] ſhall be Hang'd for't; but 'tis the Courſe of All People of Intrigue, to give Every thing two Faces, and to Deal with the World, as the Spark did with the Oracle. The Bird ſhall be dead or living, which himſelf Pleaſes.

To Emprove the Moral yet a little farther, we have a Thouſand Diſappointments in the Ordinary Courſe of Life to Anſwer This in the Fable. Many a Man finds this Purſe of Gold in a Miſtreſſ, in a Bottle, in an Office, and in All other the vain Satisfactions of This World: And what’s the End on't at laſt, but when he has Compaſs'd his Longing, Gratify’d his Appetite, or, as he fancies, made his Fortune perhaps: He grows preſently Sick of his Purchaſe; His Conſcience is the Hue and Cry That purſues him, and when he reckons upon it that he has gotten a Booty, he has only caught a Tartar. The Bag of Money burnt the Poor Fellow’s Fingers in the very Taking of it up.

Fab. CLXV.

Two Neighbour-frogs.

THere were Two Neighbour-Frogs; One of them Liv’d in a Pond, and the Other in the High-way hard-by. The Pond-Frog finding the Water begin to fail upon the Road, would fain have gotten T' other Frog over to her in the Pool; where ſhe might have been Safe; but ſhe was wonted to the Place, ſhe ſaid, and would not Remove. And what was the End on't now, but the Wheel of a Cart drove over her a while after, and Cruſh'd her to pieces?

The MORAL.

Some People are ſo Liſtleſs and Slothful, that they'l rather lie ſtill and Die in a Ditch, then ſtir one Finger to Help themſelves out on't.

REFLEXION.

CUSTOM is Another Nature; and what betwixt Obſtinacy, and Sloth, let it be never ſo ill, and inconvenient, People are very Hard yet to Quit it.

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