Truth in Fiction Or, Morality in Masquerade. A Collection of Two hundred twenty five Select Fables of Aesop, and other Authors. Done into English Verse. By Edmund Arwaker |
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| LX. | FABLE LX. The Eagle and Fox: |
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FABLE LX. The Eagle and Fox:
Or, Rage arms the Injur'd.
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Fox's Cub too far from Home did stray,
And, in his Range, became an Eagle's Prey:
The trembling Beast (not without cause afraid)
Call'd loudly to his Dam, for speedy Aid.
The Dam, who had no Means, but Pray'r alone,
Besought the Eagle to release her Son.
But the rapacious Bird (deaf to her Cry,
And more concern'd for her own Progeny)
Straight to her airy, her swift Flight address'd,
Pleas'd she cou'd thus her hungry Eaglets feast.
The Fox, that found her vain Entreaties fail,
Resolv'd to try how Cunning cou'd prevail;
And, with a flaming Brand, ascends the Tree
That harbour'd her obdurate Enemy:
Then, with a Voice that Ruin did portend,
She cry'd, Your Young Ones and your Self defend;
For to your helpless Off-spring I design
No more Compassion than you shew'd to mine.
The Eagle, dreading the approaching Flame,
Capitulates thus with the angry Dame:
Forbear your Rage, since yet no Harm is done;
Spare my dear Issue, and take back your own.
And, in his Range, became an Eagle's Prey:
The trembling Beast (not without cause afraid)
Call'd loudly to his Dam, for speedy Aid.
The Dam, who had no Means, but Pray'r alone,
Besought the Eagle to release her Son.
But the rapacious Bird (deaf to her Cry,
And more concern'd for her own Progeny)
Straight to her airy, her swift Flight address'd,
Pleas'd she cou'd thus her hungry Eaglets feast.
The Fox, that found her vain Entreaties fail,
Resolv'd to try how Cunning cou'd prevail;
And, with a flaming Brand, ascends the Tree
That harbour'd her obdurate Enemy:
Then, with a Voice that Ruin did portend,
She cry'd, Your Young Ones and your Self defend;
For to your helpless Off-spring I design
No more Compassion than you shew'd to mine.
The Eagle, dreading the approaching Flame,
Capitulates thus with the angry Dame:
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Spare my dear Issue, and take back your own.
The MORAL.
‘So ready are the quick Results of Grief,‘To give the Injur'd Means for their Relief.
‘When sudden Outrages the Weak surprize,
‘Presence of Mind, their want of Strength supplies.
‘The Plunder'd are not destitute of Arms;
‘Rage gives them Weapons to revenge their Harms.
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