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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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FABLE XXVI. The Shepherd's Dog:
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FABLE XXVI. The Shepherd's Dog:

Or, Trust betray'd.

A Dog, entrusted with his Master's Sheep,
And highly fed, the stricter Watch to keep;
Not so contented, did his Trust betray,
And on the Flock, he shou'd have guarded, prey.
His Master, angry at so base a Slur,
Justly resolv'd to hang the treach'rous Curr.
The Dog alledg'd, He shou'd his Menial spare,
And for the Wolf that Scene of Death prepare.
The Master answer'd, He's declar'd my Foe,
And acts as I expect a Wolf wou'd do:
But you, in whom I have repos'd my Trust,
Deserve worse Treatment, since you prove Unjust:
While specious Shews of Friendship you pretend,
You worry those I keep you to defend:
This makes Resentment overcome my Grief;
Tho' I lament the Dog, I'll hang the Thief.

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The MORAL.

‘Where Men an open Enmity declare,
‘We Wrongs from them, with less Resentment, bear:
‘But where, with Shews of Friendship, they deceive,
‘'Tis more than human Patience can forgive:
‘And a Foe shelter'd in a seeming Friend,
‘Deserves a Halter shou'd his Treach'ry end:
‘For Enemies profess'd, with ease we shun;
‘'Tis the False Friend by whom we are undone.