FABLE VII. Thys ffable is of þe hound that bare the chese, gronddyd
on Isopus agaynst covetousness, translatyd by Iohn Lydgat, made in Oxforde.
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[MS. Trin. Coll. R. 3, 19, leaf 236.]
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An olde proverbe hathe bene sayd, and shall,
Towchynge the vyce of grete covetyce—
Who all covetythe, offt he losythe all—
Where-wppon Isophus dothe devyce
A morall fabyll, rehersing in this wyse,
How a grete hownd over a bryge sqware
A large chese in his mouthe he bare.
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Castynge his loke downe to the ryver,
By apparence and fals yllusion,
As hym thought, a chese ther did apere,
And was nought els but a reflexion
Of the chese in his posescion;
Wiche to cache, whan he dyd his payne,
Opynynge his mouthe, he lost bothe twayne.
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By whiche exsample men may conceyve & lere,
By experience prevyd in many place,
Who all covetythe, faylyth offt in fere,
One man allone may not all purchace,
Nor in armys all the worlde enbrace,
A meane is best withe good governaunce,
To them that be content withe suffisaunce.
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Ther is no man that lyvythe more at ease
Than he that can withe lytill be content;
Even contrary, he standithe evar in disseasse
That in his hert with covetyce is blent;
Withe suche fals etykes many a man is shent:
Lyke as the hownd, not content withe one chese,
Desyryd tweyne, bothe he dyd lese.
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