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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 | Truth in Fiction |  |
The
Hands and Feet, in close Cabal, contrive
To starve the Stomach, as their way to thrive:
They long had grudg'd, that all their Pains and Sweat
Were spent, to find the useless Idler Meat;
And plainly told her, with impatient haste,
She must betake her self to Work, or Fast.
She pray'd them oft', Not to be so Unkind;
And urg'd, Themselves the ill Effects wou'd find.
But her Entreaties still cou'd do no good,
They wou'd no more allow her needful Food.
To starve the Stomach, as their way to thrive:
They long had grudg'd, that all their Pains and Sweat
Were spent, to find the useless Idler Meat;
And plainly told her, with impatient haste,
She must betake her self to Work, or Fast.
She pray'd them oft', Not to be so Unkind;
And urg'd, Themselves the ill Effects wou'd find.
But her Entreaties still cou'd do no good,
They wou'd no more allow her needful Food.
She soon (with Hunger famish'd) sickly grew,
And they alike began to languish too.
And they alike began to languish too.
Now, to prevent their Ruin, in her Fate,
They fain wou'd be officious, but too late:
She cou'd no more her usual Meat receive,
But loath'd the Plenty they wou'd freely give.
Thus, through Neglect, They (as She feeble grew)
With her declin'd, and with her perish'd too.
They fain wou'd be officious, but too late:
She cou'd no more her usual Meat receive,
But loath'd the Plenty they wou'd freely give.
Thus, through Neglect, They (as She feeble grew)
With her declin'd, and with her perish'd too.
| Truth in Fiction | |