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 XXXI. The Young Man and the Old:
Or, The Scoffer scoff'd.
A Brisk Young Stripling, as an Arrow straight,
Who ne'er of Cares or Years had felt the weight,
Saw a decrepit Senior bending go,
And ask'd, in scorn, if he wou'd sell his Bow.
To whom the Sage; Waste not your Stock, to buy
What kindly Nature gratis will supply:
When you, young Fopling, to my Age are come,
You will be furnish'd with a Bow at Home:
But, if you are resolv'd to take your swing,
You may be sooner fitted with a String.
Who ne'er of Cares or Years had felt the weight,
Saw a decrepit Senior bending go,
And ask'd, in scorn, if he wou'd sell his Bow.
To whom the Sage; Waste not your Stock, to buy
What kindly Nature gratis will supply:
When you, young Fopling, to my Age are come,
You will be furnish'd with a Bow at Home:
But, if you are resolv'd to take your swing,
You may be sooner fitted with a String.
The MORAL.
‘Make not Infirmities of Age your Sport,‘Which others may on you, in time, retort:
‘For Heav'n has Length of Days a Blessing made,
‘And curs'd the Fools who its Defects upbraid.
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