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 |  |
A fellow, that had climb'd a Chesnut-Tree,
Fell from the Top, and sorely bruis'd his Knee:
The Outcries he in height of Anguish made,
Call'd in the neighb'ring Peasants to his Aid.
A pleasant Wag appear'd among the rest,
Who, to divert his Sorrow with a Jest,
Said gravely, Friend, If you my Counsel take,
You shall no more such ill Elopements make;
I have a Rule, and an approv'd one too,
Which who observes, shall never fall, like you.
Fell from the Top, and sorely bruis'd his Knee:
The Outcries he in height of Anguish made,
Call'd in the neighb'ring Peasants to his Aid.
A pleasant Wag appear'd among the rest,
Who, to divert his Sorrow with a Jest,
Said gravely, Friend, If you my Counsel take,
You shall no more such ill Elopements make;
I have a Rule, and an approv'd one too,
Which who observes, shall never fall, like you.
The Man, who thought, tho' the Advice was late,
It might prevent a more unlucky Fate;
With Thanks return'd, desir'd him to impart
The Secret of that valuable Art.
The Wag reply'd, When next you climb, my Friend,
Come down no faster than you did ascend;
Thus you shall always be from Danger free,
And if you tumble, lay the blame on me.
It might prevent a more unlucky Fate;
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The Secret of that valuable Art.
The Wag reply'd, When next you climb, my Friend,
Come down no faster than you did ascend;
Thus you shall always be from Danger free,
And if you tumble, lay the blame on me.
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