Moral and political fables ancient and modern. Done into Measurd Prose intermixd with Ryme. By Dr. Walter Pope |
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Fab. XVI. The two Dogs and Cook. |
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Moral and political fables | ||
Fab. XVI. The two Dogs and Cook.
A Certain Man upon a Solemn day,
Invited an old Friend to a great Feast,
And his Dog too invites the Dog o'th' Guest,
Who at the time appointed came, and saw
The several Dishes in due order rang'd:
Pleasd with this Sight, thus to himself he said,
Lord, what a Dinner shall I have to day
I never shall be pinchd with hunger more,
Wagging his Tail, in token of delight.
The testy Cook, perceiving a strange Dog,
Took him by th' Tail, gave him a sudden toss,
And thrô the Kitchin Window made him pass.
Thence down he fell into the Street, half dead.
As he went reeling home, he met a Friend,
Who askd him how he likd that sumptuous Feast?
To tell the truth, the bruised Dog replyd;
I eat, and drank, and made such a Debauch,
I know not which way I came out o'th' House.
Invited an old Friend to a great Feast,
And his Dog too invites the Dog o'th' Guest,
Who at the time appointed came, and saw
The several Dishes in due order rang'd:
Pleasd with this Sight, thus to himself he said,
Lord, what a Dinner shall I have to day
I never shall be pinchd with hunger more,
Wagging his Tail, in token of delight.
The testy Cook, perceiving a strange Dog,
Took him by th' Tail, gave him a sudden toss,
And thrô the Kitchin Window made him pass.
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As he went reeling home, he met a Friend,
Who askd him how he likd that sumptuous Feast?
To tell the truth, the bruised Dog replyd;
I eat, and drank, and made such a Debauch,
I know not which way I came out o'th' House.
The Moral.
Nothing from those expect, who undertakeTo give large Thongs out of anothers Hide.
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