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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Wolf, with Prey too plentifully fed,
Inclin'd to Rest, lay stretch'd along his Bed.
A wily Fox, insidiously bent,
Approach'd, and ask'd him what that Posture meant:
The Wolf (that had his Den with Plenty stor'd,
And smelt a shrewd Design upon his Hoard)
Reply'd, He did of longer Life despair,
And earnestly desir'd the Fox's Pray'r.
Inclin'd to Rest, lay stretch'd along his Bed.
A wily Fox, insidiously bent,
Approach'd, and ask'd him what that Posture meant:
The Wolf (that had his Den with Plenty stor'd,
And smelt a shrewd Design upon his Hoard)
Reply'd, He did of longer Life despair,
And earnestly desir'd the Fox's Pray'r.
Reynard, displeas'd at his successless Train,
Betray'd the Covert to a neighb'ring Swain:
Who found the Wolf where he supinely lay,
And made his Life for former Mischiefs pay.
Betray'd the Covert to a neighb'ring Swain:
Who found the Wolf where he supinely lay,
And made his Life for former Mischiefs pay.
Isgrim dispatch'd, the Fox possess'd his Spoil,
Enrich'd, by Treach'ry, without Care or Toil;
But e're the ill-got Prize he long enjoy'd,
Dy'd by the Hand that had his Friend destroy'd.
Enrich'd, by Treach'ry, without Care or Toil;
But e're the ill-got Prize he long enjoy'd,
Dy'd by the Hand that had his Friend destroy'd.
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