Moral and political fables ancient and modern. Done into Measurd Prose intermixd with Ryme. By Dr. Walter Pope |
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Fab. IV. The two Asses. |
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Fab. IV. The two Asses.
Two laden Asses travelld the same way,
One carrying Sponges and the other Salt:
The last, scarce able to support his Load,
Fell down in a deep Brook which crost the Road;
When thence he had swam to the farther Bank,
He found there was no Burthen on his back,
And merrily trudgd on with's empty Sack.
The other Ass perceiving this Event,
Resolvd to try the same Experiment;
And lay down in the deepest part o' th' Ford,
But never rose again; the Sponges swolln
With imbib'd moisture, were so heavy grown,
That they lay like a Milstone on his back.
One carrying Sponges and the other Salt:
The last, scarce able to support his Load,
Fell down in a deep Brook which crost the Road;
When thence he had swam to the farther Bank,
He found there was no Burthen on his back,
And merrily trudgd on with's empty Sack.
The other Ass perceiving this Event,
Resolvd to try the same Experiment;
And lay down in the deepest part o' th' Ford,
But never rose again; the Sponges swolln
With imbib'd moisture, were so heavy grown,
That they lay like a Milstone on his back.
The Moral.
One Remedy will not cure all Diseases. | Moral and political fables | |