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Always to indulge our appetites, is to extinguish them. Abstain, that you may enjoy.
To have your enemy in your power, and yet to do him good, is the greatest heroism.
Modesty, were it to be recommended for nothing else, leaves a man at ease, by pretending to little, whereas vain glory requires perpetual labour, to appear what one is not. If we have sense, modesty best sets it off'; if not, best hides the want.
When, even in the heat of dispute, I yield to my an: tagonist, my victory over myself is more illustrious than over him, had he yielded to me.
The refined luxuries of the table, besides enervating the body, poison that very pleasure they are intended to promote ; for, by soliciting the appetite, they exclude the greatest pleasure of taste, that which arises from the gratification of hunger.
VI.-- The Fox and the Goat.-DODSLEY'S FABLES. A FOX and a Goat travelling together, in a very sultry day, found themselves exceedingly thirsty ; when looking round the country in order to discover å place where they might probably meet with water, they at length descried a clear spring, at the bottom of a well. They both eagerly descended; and having sufficiently allayed their thirst, began to consider how they should get out. Many expedients for that purpose, were mutually proposed and rejected. At last, the crafty Fox cried out with great joy-I have a thought just struck into my mind, which, I am confident, will extricate us out of our difficulty: Do you, said he to the Goat, only rear yourself up upon your hind legs, and rest your fore feet against the side of the well. In this posture I will climb up to your head, from which I shall be able with a spring, to reach the top; and when I am once there, you are sensible it will be very easy for me to pull you out by the horns.
The simple Goat liked the proposal well, and immediately placed himself as directed; by means of which, the Fox, without much difficulty, gained the top. And now, said the Goat, give me the assistance you promised. Thou old fool, replied the Fox, liadst llou but half as much brains as beard, ihou wouldst never have believed that I yould hazard my
own life to save thine. However, I will leave with thee a piece of advice, which may be of service to thee hereafter, if thou shouldst have the good fortune to make thy escape : Never venture into a well again, before thou hast well considered how to get oul of it.
VII.-The Fox arld the Stork.-IB. THE Fox, though, in general, more inclined to roguery than wit, had once a strong inclination to play the wag with his neighbour the Stork. He accordingly invited her to dinner in great form; but when it came upon the table, the Stork found it consisted entirely of different soups, served up in broad shallow dishes, so that she could only dip in the end of her bill, but could not possibly satisfy her hunger. The Fox lapped it up very readily; and every now and then, addressing himself to bis guest, desired to know how she liked her entertainment; hoped that every thing was seasoned to her mind; and protested he was very sorry to see her eat so sparingly. The Stork perceiving she was played upon, took no notice of it, but pretended to like every dish extremely; and, at parting, pressed the Fox so earnestly to return her visit, ihat he could not in civility refuse. The day arrived, and he repaired to his appointment; but to his great mortification, when dinner appeared, he found it composed of minced meat, served up in long narrow necked glasses; so that he was only tantalized with the sight of what it was impossible for him to taste. The Stork thirust in her long bill and helped herself very plentifully; then, turning to Reynard, who was eagerly licking the outside of a jar, where some sauce had been spilled) am very glad, said she, smiling, that you seem to have so good an appetite; I hope you will make as liearty a dinner at iny table, as I did, the other day, at yours. Reynard hung down his head, and looked very much displeased. Nay, nay, said the Stork, don't pretend to be out of humour about the matter; they that cannot take a jest should never make
VII.-The Court of Death.-IB. DEATH, «the king of terrours, was determined to choose a prime minister; and his pale courtiers, the ghastly train of diseases, were all summoned to attend;
when each preferred his claim to the honour of this illustrious office. Fever urged the numbers he destroyed; cold Palsy set forth his pretensions, by shaking all his limbs; and Dropsy, by his swelled, unwieldly carcase. Gout hobbled up, and alledged his great power in racking every joint; and Asthma's inability to speak, was a strong though silent argument in favour of his claim. Stone and Colic pleaded their violence; Plague his rapid progress in destruction; and Cousumption, though slow, insisted that he was sure. In the midst of this contention, the court was disturbed with the noise of music, dancing, feasting and revelry; when immediately entered a lady, with a bold lascivious air, and a flushed and jovial countenance; she was attended on one hand by a troop of cooks and bacchanals; and on the other by a train of wanlon youths and damsels, who danced, half naked, to the softest musical instruments; her name was INTEMPERANCE. She waved her hand, and thus addressed the crowd of diseases; give way ye sickly band of pretenders, nor dare to vie with my superiour merits in the service of this great monarch. Am I not your parent? the author of your beings? do ye not derive the power of shortening human life almost wholly from me? Who, then, so fit as myself for this important office? The grisly monarch grinned a smile of approbation, placed her at his right hand, and she immediately became his principal favourite and prime minister.
IX.-The Partial Judge.--IB. A FARMER came to a neighbouring lawyer, expressing great concern for an accident which, he said, had just happened. One of your oxen, continued he, has been gored by an unlucky bull of mine; and I should be glad to know how I am to make you reparation. Thou art a very honest fellow, replied the Lawyer, and wilt not think it unreasonable, that I expect one of thy oxen in return. It is no more than justice, quoth the Farmer, to be sure: But, what did I say?-I mistake. It is your bull that has killed one of my oxen. Indeed ! says the Lawyer; that alters the case: I must inquire into the affair; and ifm And ip! said the Farmer-the business, I find, would have been concluded without an IF, had you been as ready to do justice to others, as to exact it from them,
X.- The sick Lion, the Fox, and the Wolf.-IB. A LION, having surfeited himself with feasting too luxuriously on the carcase of a wild Boar, was seized with a violent and dangerous disorder. The beasts of the forest flocked, in great numbers, to pay their respects to him upon the occasion, and scarce one was absent except the Fox. The Wolf an illnatured and malicious beast, seized this opportunity to accuse the Fox of pride, ingralitude and disaffection, to his majesty. In ihe midst of this invective, the Fox entered; who, having heard part of the Wolf's accusation, and observed the Lion's counte. nance to be kindled into wrath, thus adroitly accused hiinself, and retorted upon his accuser : I see many here, bilia's with mere lip service, have pretended to show you their loyalty ; but, for my part, from the moment I heard of your inajesty's illness, neglecting useless compliments, I employed myself, day and night, to inquire, among the most learned physicians, an infallible remedy for your disease, and have, at length happily been informed of one. It is a plaster made of part of a Wolf's skin taken warm from his back, and laid to your majesty's stomach. This remedy was no sooner proposed than it was determined that the experiment should be tried; and whilst the operation was performing, the Fox, with a sarcastic smile, whispered this useful niaxim in the Wolf's ear; if you would be safe from harm yourself, learn, for the future, not to meditate mischief against others.
XI.--Dishonesty punished.-Kane's flints. AN usurer, having lost a hundred pounds in a bag, promised a reward of ten pounds to the person who should restore it. A man having brought it to him, demanded the reward. The usurer, loth to give the reward, now that he had got the bag, alleged, after the bag was opened, that there was an hundred and ten pounds in it, wlien he Jost it. The usurer, boing called before the judge, uuwarily acknowledged that the seal was broken open in his presence, and that there was no more at that time but a hundred pounds in the bag. " You say,” says the judge, " that the bag you lost had a hundred and ten pounds in it.” “Yes, my lord.” “ Then,” replied the judge," this cannot be your bag, as it contained but a hundred pounds ; therefore the plaintiff must keep it till the true owner ap. pears; and you must look for your bag where you can find it." XII. - The Picture.--IB.
I SiR WILLIAM Lely, a famous painter in the reign of Charles I. agreed beforehand, for the price of a picture he was to draw for a rich London Alderman, who was not indebted to nature, either for shape or face. The picture being finished, the Alderman endeavoured to beat down the price, alleging, that if he did not purchase it, it would lie on the painler's hand. “ That's your mistake,” says Sir William; 66 for I can sell it at double the price I demand." “ How can that be," says the Alderinan," for 'tis like nobody but myself?"" True," replied Sir William; “ but I can draw a tail to it, and then it will be an excellent monkey,” Mr. Alderman, to prevent being exposed, paid down the money demanded, and carried off the picture.
XUT.-The two Bees.--DODSLEY'S FABLES. ON a fine morning in May two Bees set forward in quest of honey; the one wise and temperate, the other careless and extravagant. They soon arrived at a garden enriched with aromatic herbs, the most fragrant flowers, and the most delicious fruits. They regaled themselves for a time, on the various dainties that were spread before them; the one loading his thigh, at intervals, witia provisions for the hive, against the distant winter; the other reveling in sweets, without regard to any thing but his present gratification. At length they found a wide mouthed phial, that hung beneath the bough of a peach tree, filled with honey, ready tempered, and exposed to their taste, in the inost alluring manner. The thoughtless epicure, in spite of all his friend's remonstrances, plunged headlong into the vessel, resolving to indulge himself in all the pleasures of sensuality. The philosopher, or the other hand, sipped a little with caution, but, being snspicious of danger, flew off to fruits and flowers, where, by the inoderation of his meals, he improved his relish for the true enjoyment of them. In the evening, however, he called upon bis friend, to inquire whether he would return to the hive; but he found him surfeited in sweets, which lie was