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FAB. LXXV. The Young Kite and his Mother.
The sick Kite begs his mother to apply,Her self to Heaven for some kind remedy,
But she reply'd in health you Heaven blasphemd,
And can not hope (in pain) to be redeemd.
Morall
He that tho late woud to the Gods repair,Must seeke their blest abodes with early prayr.
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