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FAB. XLVIII. The Ant and Fly.
The Fly thus to the Ants—poore humble things,You live on Dunghills, while I feast with Kings,
The Ant reply'd—thy feasts by thift are gaind,
Mine tho with toyle, are with repose mayntaind.
Morall
The humble life the Rurall Swain injoys,Exceeds High Birth with all its pomp & noys.
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