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Fab. LXXXVI. The Astrologer. |
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Fab. LXXXVI. The Astrologer.
A Star-gazer, in a clear Moonless Night,
I'th' midst of Winter, went into the Fields,
To count the Number of the Pleiades,
And mark the Houses where the Planets lodgd,
For fear he should misplace them in his Scheme,
Wholly intent upon his Heavenly Theme;
And walking carelesly, fell in a Pit,
And fearing to be froze to death, cryd out.
A Country Man, who was that Night i'th' Fields,
To look after his Yews, and new-faln Lambs,
Hearing that pityous out-cry, to him came,
And looking with his Lanthorn into th' Well,
Espied the Astrologer, and thus to him spoke,
Neighbour, ben't always staring on the Skies,
But sometimes look below, how the way lies.
I'th' midst of Winter, went into the Fields,
To count the Number of the Pleiades,
And mark the Houses where the Planets lodgd,
For fear he should misplace them in his Scheme,
Wholly intent upon his Heavenly Theme;
And walking carelesly, fell in a Pit,
And fearing to be froze to death, cryd out.
A Country Man, who was that Night i'th' Fields,
To look after his Yews, and new-faln Lambs,
Hearing that pityous out-cry, to him came,
And looking with his Lanthorn into th' Well,
Espied the Astrologer, and thus to him spoke,
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But sometimes look below, how the way lies.
The Moral.
They who can all things by the Stars foretel,May easily avoid an open Well.
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