Fab. XXX. The Wolf and Dog.
In a small Country Town, a Hungry Wolf
Saw a Dog sleep before his Masters Gate,
And took him up in's mouth, with a design,
In a more private place, on him to Dine.
The Dog humbly desird a short reprieve,
Urging, that he was lean, and not good Meat,
But in a few days he'd be fit to eat.
There will, said he, to morrow at our House
A Wedding and a sumptuous Feast be kept,
With all Varieties the Country yields,
There I shall eat my fill, and make my Flesh
More tender, fat, delicious and wholsome,
Fit for your Palate, then at your command,
I'll freely put my self into your hand.
This prevaild with the Wolf to let him go.
After some time, the Wolf returning, saw
The same Dog sleeping on the top o'th' House,
Whom with fair words designing to Cajole,
Come down, said he, don't forfeit your Parole,
That sacred Promise made in your distress,
Come down, fear not, I'll Treat you as a Friend.
The Dog replyed, I must not stir from hence,
Here I am Centinel by my Master plac'd,
Let this suffice, when you catch me again,
I'll neither beg a Pardon, or Reprieve,
Nor with pretended Weddings, Fob you off.
The Moral.
No wise Man falls into the same Snare twice.
Another Moral out of J. C. That is
The Fox, who once hath felt the smart o'th' Gin,
Grows wondrous shy, and falls no more therein.
The Fish, who hath been once by th' Angler strook,
Suspects that every bait conceals a Hook:
The Sheep, snatchd out o'th' Jaws of Wolf or Bear,
Even of the Shepherds Dog stands in great fear.
A Pigeon, who out of a Hawks Beak is got,
Becomes Wise, thô before he was a Sot.
A Shipwrackd Passenger once safely Landed,
In every little Brook fears to be Stranded.
The Dog, who has bin scalded in a Pot
Of boiling Liquor, thinks all Water hot.
A Man, who has been bit once by a Snake,
Thinks there lies one in every Bush and Brake.
More Morals out of J. C. That is
What smarts, that instructs.
Without sowre, there's no sweet.
No better Masters, than Shame and Pain.
What cost nothing, is worth nothing.
Stripes make Wise.
The burnt Child dreads the Fire.
The Dog will avoid that place where he burnt his Nose.
