Here begynneth the book of the subtyl historyes and fables of Esope whiche were translated out of Frensshe in to Englysshe by wylliam Caxton at westmynstre in the yere of oure Lorde M. CCCC. lxxxiij

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Title: Here begynneth the book of the subtyl historyes and fables of Esope whiche were translated out of Frensshe in to Englysshe by wylliam Caxton at westmynstre in the yere of oure Lorde M. CCCC. lxxxiij
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¶ The xvj fable is of the mule and of the flye

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SOmme maken grete menaces / whiche haue no myghte / ¶ wherof Esope reherceth suche a fable / ¶ Of a carter / whiche ladde a Charyot or carte / whiche a Mule dre∣we forthe / And by cause the Mule wente not fast ynough / the flye sayd to the Mule / Ha a payllari Mule / why goost thow not faster / I shalle soo egrely pryke the / that I shalle make the to go lyghtely / ¶ And the Mule answerd to the flye / god kepe and preserue the mone for the wolues / For I ha∣ue no grete drede ne fere of the / But I drede and doubte sore my mayster / whiche is vpon me / whiche constrayneth me to fulfylle his wylle / ¶ And more I oughte to drede and doubte hym more / than the / whiche arte nought / and of no valewe ne myght / ¶ And thus men ought not to sette by

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ne doubte them / whiche haue no myght ne that ben of no vales we