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OLD IFABLES IN A INEW DRESS.THE FOX AND THE STORK.IN ancient Greece, as fables tell, She said with look, and voice serenie,A Stork and Fox did neighbors dwell. And all the grandeur of a Queen;They were good friends, as friendship goes; "Dear Master Fox, politeness true,Although upon each other's toes I'm sure, is only found in you;They often trod, yet I must say, Thanks for your courtesy so rare,|'Twas always in a friendly way, And for your rich, and dainty fae.One day, the Fox in lnguage fine, To-morrow, will my birthday be,Invited Mistrss Stork to dine. And you must come, and din witTUpop- the grass, be'eath the shade, To me, indeed, you're like a';ot^An overhanging Ilex made; And one good turn deserve6sIn delicate, and rich array, Then pluming with a state 'The dinner ihot and smoking lay. Her snowy feathers,-left the place."Then Master ox, the cunning elf, The morrow came, a lovely day;Bade Mi; ts Stork, "to help herself. And Master Fox, in grnd array;"The Fox r ^gry, .and the Sk, i Attired in many a girgeous hi,Qol d pliy a lively knife and ': ; i., With jacket' red, and trousers' now, to her intense disimany,a: An'd dainty tread, and full ofCould iot exactly see the way; "7-Arrived to dine, with Mfstre rA Arrived to dieWitfistrl^sFr soitp, in shallow dishes there- She led him to a sculpturedsttComposed alone the bill of f Part of a temple overth own;A-' d Mistress Stork with T 1, The fragment of an an". t !i!e,Had much ado, her beak Where.Gods of old, to dine.Could hardly get a single. And soon, a modest Rd t maid,To ease her 'ngry, emn Upon the stone, the dinner laid.Whileister Fox, sn:uffed &ut What has copi to Reynard now,And lapped the toothsom ic l ith ease. And why that cloud uponhisThen with a sigh of deep do'tfenty 'Witlf haggard'etes- "A look on Mistress Stork he bent; He sees-a l'yI-1 0 .y ck upon the grass benth, With slender neck os grace,d sweetly smiling, pickedhis teeth. A noble, pure Etruscan vase!i tress *Stork was- cui niit; Then bending low her graeful headdih7pt iake a great to-do, Sweet Mistress Stork, to Reyna id:i, a1 the Fox's prank, "Dea friend sit by, afd eat I pray, o. ge to thank. Your appetite seems poor to-day."The Baldwin Library". I 1 ivauniwty:: :-'L M^ : *1 B
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THE THEFOX AND THE GRAPES. FROG AND THE RAT.A Fox, one lovely, Autumn day,, ONCE on a time, a foolis h FrogWith thoughts df dinner in his mind; Sick of the marsh, her native home ;Went prowling forth, to look for prey, Vain,. poud, and stupid as a iAnd much to grapes, he felt inclined- Made up her mind, hat she would roam;And soon, upon a trellis wide, And fix her habitatipn, where,A rich, and fruitful vine, espied. Shed breathe, at least, purer air.It'grew upon a lofty wall, Away then, leaps the silly Frog,O'er which the purple cuiters hung; Bent on a change, of any kind;And after many a grievous fall, " ; It can't be worse, than where I was,"As upward to the fruit e sprung; She said, "to travel, I've a mind."Re paused awhile, with lolling tongue; A Rat, who saw her haste away,While high above, the bunches swung. Cried "Stop! you'll surely goastray I"When suddely, among the leaves, " Ne'er fear, I leave that filthy hb.e.Appears a mastiff, fierce and gri True talent now, will surely thive;Who soon espies the thieving Fo, No longer, like the blinded Mole,And poits a, blunderbuss|at. him. Will I be buried thus alive.(The Farm Edog! who owned 'h vi But, pray, (for I' e6tremely dr,),ATd m t-'t -'h gra pAnd mea| |tt e gr^^^ flf: 1- now you f a^ i gh *" 'Get out, e .. l .you thieving None," said the R " you'lleach to-day,Or youB shall 1aea ;e'" ',i Believe a frie, and take my wordsAnd as the masti fheo to I 1,e again"In sneering tones, ailoud .i .d 4',! And inyour m hy home remnain.""Your. wi tchedgrapes, are green and s!gi' Ni,' e, asheas bent,And oily fit for stupid hogs; Althilg h `' Ishe scer.e could hop;Henceforth, I'll carefully avoid, vH Her hiased, as on she went,All selfish, greedy, farmer-dogs." t.i nowhere; could she find a dropSo saying, Reynard left the place, Too late, she moaned, her folly past,With ears erect, but hungry face. And soon she ,unk and breated hr.A
THE THEHOG AND THE ACORNS. ASS AND THE SHEEP.'"''1'~~ '11 -'------ .**t.'1 .--- 11ONE moonshiny night, ." How hard is my fate,With great appetite; What sorrows await;"A Hog feasted on Acorns, $aid the Ass, to the Sheep,With all his might. 4 deplorable state!"Well pleased with his prize, " ast night in a shed,Both in shape, and size; oldi naked, ill-fed;While he ate, he devoured, The snow, wind; and rain,The rest with his eyes. Came in 'on my head.Said the Oak, looking big, While Master-he sat,"I should think, Mister Pig; By the fire with the Cat;You might thank me, for sending And they both look, jas you do,You, fruit from my twig." Contented, and 'ft.:""But, you ill-behaved Hog, "-ow can: you pretend,"You eat up all the prog; Said her innocent friend;And have no better manners, "To complain ?-let me, silence-S It seems, than a dog." :To you recommend."SSaid the Hog, looking up, "My sorrows are deep,"Though not ceasing to sup; Continued Athe Sheep;Till the acorns were eaten,' With her eyes flowing over,Aye, every cup. And ready to weep."I acknowledge, to you "I expec-tis no fable,My thanks would be due; To be-from the stable;If from feelings of kindness, To-morrow, dragged out,SMy supper you threw. And cut up for the tablei" But I know that you drop, "Don't, envy me, pray:,,Every year the same crop; For I'm sure that some day;"And that mighty Dame Nature, You'll be hitched up to drag me,rids y6u to stop !" To Market away."
THE OX AND THE FROGS.A COLONY of croaking Frogs, Then with a swell, which at its worst,Who lived within a shaking bog; Seemed like, his leather belt to burst;Were much annoyed by cattle's feet, The Frog made answer, " Sir, I'm here,Which stamped about their snug retreat; For what, will very soon appear;And sometimes killed, a frog or two,- Your cattle, sir-I grieve to say,They didn't like it, nor would you. A vicious lot-come every day,And so, one day with solemn state, And in the pond, they splash and swim,They held a croaking, high debate; Without regard for life or limb.And after many pros, and cons, Now, Farmer Ox, I say to you,A way, at last, they fixed upon. This state of things, will never do;Up spoke a grave, and ancient Frog, So near our marsh, they must not roam,Who sate upon a mouldy log- And you muist keep your cows at home."If this affair, you'll trust to me, If not-some other mode we'll findA better state of things you'll see;- To fix this matter to or mind. "I know the mighty Ox who owns, This said-the Frog with visage wise,The pond whih joins our marshy homes; Swelled out to an enormous size ;With your .T sent, to him I'll go, Then clanked his sword, as if to say,And your poceedings let him know ." "I know for one-a speedy way.So said-o done,--and sw-lling high. Then Farmer Ox, with humor grim,With danger in his gogge eye; And burning eye, replied to himWith breeches red, and coat of green; " Great Sir," your eloquence so fine,iFor he had iu tMe army been) would-d de to 'matfh with mine;And vi^ag stern,and bearing high, Your t otAnd elanging sabi on his thigh; -This ho;e :- al answe strai ghHe knocked F er Ox's door, Then, at awikt rowling dg,And soon his highess stood before. Flew fiercey at the uckless Frog;The Ox sat in is easy:-air Ahd seizing him, with savage roar,:His pot and pipe besidhim there; All lifeless, dashed him to the floorA igff mastli, y hiside, Then, to the marsh they quicklyspeed, .With siecs, upn his nose astride. And slaughter all .the croaking breed .Then sd the Ox, with accents slow; Who learned the bitter truth at length,,,Dear Master Frog, tfain would know,- That weakness, must not threaten strength: w t I yoire, this honor rare; And civil words will often gainAd.. *-why, you. stit so proudly there?" A point, tht rudeness seeks in vain
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* THE CITY AND COUNTRY RAT.A CITY Rat of great renown, They reached a large and handsome house,Of pretty wit, and manners fine; And creeping through the grand saloon;When "all the world" was out of town, All breathless, found themselves at last,Went-with a country friend to dine. Snug, in a well set diningrom.A very polished Rat was he, The guests were gone, no servants there-Of taste correct, as you shall see. But storesof rich, and dainty fare.The country Rat was very proud, ^ Then with a grave, and courtly grace,To see his cousin from the Town; The well-bred Rat began to dine;He welcomed him, in accents lo ud And helped his hungry, rustic friend,And brought his best provisions down. Tofish and fowl, aud rarest wine.Plied him with bacon, bread, and cheese, "Drink dep he said, "and banish fear,,And triet his very best to please. No Cat or Dog can reach us here!"The dinner done-our city friend, "This is the way we always-live,Whose dainty soul was sorely tried; With ev'ry fot, free from pain;.With many a bow, and courteous aile, I hardly think you'll wish to go,Declared himself quite satisfied -- And try your country life again.Acrumb or two, brushed from his fte, Just then with is, andfearful din.And picked his teeth, with easy grace. A savage dog, i-bounding in!Then, to his rustic host he said,- He sprang upo.n the table str"Excuse me, sir, but I must say, And broke someprecious a -That in this wretched country place; But he was just, a thought too lae,Your talents rare are thrown away. And didn't catch the prettyp-airI pray you, then, come home with me, They heard the monstes warnig y,And how we live in town, you'll see." And found a hole of refuge ig hIt was enough-so off they set, Then, said the panting --at,And by the time that night came down; As soon as hehi aiAll travel-stained, and hungry, they, "I've seen enoughWere glad enough to see the town. -lU seekimy couf JAnd then, with soft and stealthy feet, Sweet peace of mind ms e e there,SRan swiftly through the silent streets. Mo; Wholesii than the richest fare .""-7--::i .- : ^ *. *g-"" .- -O- ,'-4
" THE THEFOX AND THE MASK. MAN AND HIS COAT.A Fox, walked round a Toy-man's shop, A MAN beat his coat,(How he came there, pray do not ask) Now and then with a caneBut soon he made a sudden stop, And astonished, one morning,To look, and wonder at a Mask, He heard it complain.A thing he ne'er had seen before,, "c "How badly, I'm treated !And so he marveled, more, and more..- My fortune, how hard!The Mask was beautiful, and ir beat me, dear master;A perfect Masfk, as e'er was made; Is this my reward ?"Such as a lovely Lady wears, tSAt party, ball, or masquerade. "I beat you! h swered,A dainty toy, with silken strings,And shining gay, with golden rings. I butgey endeavor,To take out the dust."He turedit round, with much surprise,To find it prove so light and thin; "The means I make use of.""How strange," he- iedwith puzzled eyes, To you may seem hard;" "Here's mouth'pd ,anid eyes, and chin; But it doe not Ai-minih,Yet not a single thing hind, For you, my ard."The perfect features, can I find."" My boy, who -I date on,"How lovely, are the 6 n:-kips, ore fondly than yOu-And yet, there someth till reains, tbe at him, now and then,To make it perfect-what a .-- For the same reason too. ""So fine a head, should lack for brams .Then, with a look of loty Though this fable is good,Turned on his heel-and straight was gone. YetI er wl usTo say', I prefer dusting,"Thus to some boy, or maiden fair, My coat With a- brush.Who neither sense, nor knowledge gains;Se sawith pain, "A, what a e : And tol most of my readers,So filune head, should -lack for braii.&" ^I need not pplain;Dear children, learn this moral true, That dvice, ithe brush,Les to should all be dune es o. I prefer to the cale.ii 1-:r6a0I
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THE DOG IN THE MANGER.AN honest Bull, devoid of harm, The calf, amazed, with noisy tongue,Once lived upon a pleasant farm. ut othe m ger qickly sprung;He had a-gentle, Cow for wife, W-leedii fe and bruises sore,And led a peaceful, happy life. -Vfit groing loudly tote flo:or !One, little one, had blest the two, -The Obw, wth not ahou-of harAs sweet a calf as ever grew. .ust then a mil;king near tlh barnAnd so they lived, in honest pride, l wifear,Beloved by all the country side. oltlAn open-handed pair, we they, r tin-doprAnd never tu py. uponNo' beggar' pasid t, perdor, The dog w m anger nigh,Witho store. With ready KtiA: and-Mla@ing eye.One day, a dog -f visage g She raised her calf, and soothed-his pain,With stumpy tail, and twisted limbs; And set him on his legs again;All spent with thirst, and hunger sore, Then led him tenderly away,Stopped panting, at the cottage-door. And to the snarling dog, did.say:The good old Cow, by pity led, "Are these the thanks, you wieked sea- ,Gave him a bowl of milk ad brea I get, when I relieve a tramp?Then bade him to thebarn reair My husband, sir, will teach you soowAnd rest his -.efied body there. To sing another kind of -tune;He seeks the -barn, without delay, I hear him in the yard outsideAnd in a manger, filled with hay; No doubt, he'll treat you to aridAll fresh and scented to his mind, Just then was heard aigy roaA. sweet repose, he hopes to find. And Father Bull looke e doInto the place- with eager leap, The wrethed dog, with eiHe sping d finds-a alf asleep! Tried hard to ogd hCurled up, a n: breathing low, he lay, But all in vain the ri ll-Concealed amongA y. With boiling, w geanAnd, now, I me tell V ^, ^ <Straight, dro;ve bhii s_This wicked d aid t1 Cr And tossed him, yellin a i a1With cudgeg rais and growlirig1 Rw Then, when he fell to-le gave the calf a crul bow rod out"Get out," he cri re best for you And thnThere isn't rodu enough for two.' That
S THE' THELf LY AND THE ROSE. BOY AND THE WASP.WITHIN the Garden's peaceful ie, AMoG a garden's lovely flowers,Appeared two lovy foes; A bright and active child;Each wished to- be the'reigning Queen, Enjoyed the brilliant Summer hours,The Lily, and the Rose. And played with rapture wild.The Rose, soon reddened into rage, And now, he sees a gilded --Wasp,SAnd swelling with disdain,; Whose brilliant hues decoy;Appealed to many a poet's song, (As round, andound, a und, he buzzing flies,)To prove her right to reign. The unsuspicious Boy." Ify+.s h~_ Thig un " u....The Lily's height, bespoke command, He tries to catch the shining prize,A fair inperial flower; All eagerfor the chase;SShe seemed designed, by Flora's iand, With active wing, the cunning Wasp,-To deck her fairest bower. Still darts from place to place.And pointing to her graceful form, Till tired at last, the Insect sought,SShe waved in envy vain; To gain some slight repose;SThe snowy petiLs-iher crown, And soon he settled motionless,To show her right o rei g Upon a blooming Rose.'The Goddess Flora, chanced to- hear, And no the -oy, with cauti-tis " stepsThis fierce, and high debate;- That -und- dis'c-;And flew' to part the rival Qu-ens, Quik. -with an ardent grasp,SEre yet, it was too late. The:: h' iet' md the Rose.*.- You shine," she said, unto the Rose, The Wasp, amazed at this assault," With rich, and lovely sheen With ag began to sing;While you "-unto the Lily fair, And -stiighnto the Infant's hand,":4 Surpass, in stately mien." ;He plunged the poisoned sting"Until some flower, of richer hue, The Boy, now dropped the angry Wasp,Or rarer form be seen; And shrieking loud with pain;That shall, in glory dim you both, Ran frightened home, and never chased,Let each, ;be called a Queen.". A gilded Wasp again ILet ach,91
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STIE .SIK LION.A LION, who for many a day, "Now, Sir, eixpain yourself, I pray,Had caught, and gorged himself with prey; We'll hear whayou have got to sayAt last, was laid uip with the gout, T Fox, then bowing low, plied-So ill, he could not venture out; "Great King, I've tvra' ..... -vide,gNor stir about, without a crutch, Sine las I stood within this p: ee,Which didn't help his tA-mpe "much. d gadupon that st face.The Fox, who heard this badreport, Magiai s, mainy, hve_ I I ,With prudence, seldomi .meto court. ,- nd- much amo the t ben.He didn't care to- tru, hs To bring your Highness ba-eToo much, the Palace-" t hin! (The task to whih selfAnd this, is what he e-rd day, I've vowed beneath no roof to dwell,The Wolf, unto the Mo ntil I seyour Highness well."Your Majesty, I grieve to Just then, the Wylf with staring eyes,The Fox, to treason seems. : in ;ed; Came in; ad with great si riseWhene'er I meet him, throu. the dy T---_ he .toxwh t wiAll silently he slinks away. -- -#'seemed the Lion much to pleaNo more, your Highness, seawhim here, And so" resumd e Fox, I bring :He's hatching mischief, Sir I 'fear." A cure unt-my lrd' the King!Then, said the Lion, with a groan, Which no be tried without la"They'd leave me here ti die alone; For so he wisst doctors- say.But now, I'll stop this kind- ofthing, A Wolf-skin fresh to keep you warm"And let them know that I am King. Must from- a Wolf, be 'reekin torn!Go straightway, bring the Fox fo me, And here is .e, now ner ihand,SAnd what he's at-we soon shall sce." Who will nofor a trfle 0rOff went the Wolf, with wicked joy, I'm sure he'll do so smg,..- th.ng'To think upon some safe decoy; As give his hide, to c his KinWhile Master Fox, to save his skin, The wreched Wolf, found out too-4 te,With many bows, came smiling in. The tender mercies of the great.Then bent his knee, with easy grace, The Lion, with a mighty roar,Whe w g ose the Lion's face. Soon pinned him helpless -to the floor;4The I aor k his mighty mane, With eager haste, tore off k' itAnd w ith -rI, of'rage and pain;S Aoond s6 wias iw'Said, S Tve notied tht f late, But M1n er Fox, r. ffYou do not in our presence waitAnd never came to, *^ ~*.- .:9
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