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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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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"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." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A07095.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 15, 2024.
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¶ The xv fable is of the busshe / and of the aubyer tr••••e
NOne for his beaute ought not to dispreyse some other / For somtyme suche one is fayre that soone wexeth lo∣thely and fowle / and to hyghe falleth vnto lowe / as it apperyth by this fable / Of a fayr tree / whiche mocqued and scorned a lytyl busshe / and sayd / ¶ Seest thow not / my fayre fourme and my fayre fygure / And that of me men
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and byldeth fayre edefyces as palays and castellis / galeyes & other shippes for to saylle on the see / And as he auaunced & preysed hym self thus / came there a labourer with his axe for to hewe and smyte hym to the ground / And as the labourer smote vpon the fayr tree / the busshe sayd / Certaynly my broder yf now thow were as lytel / as I am / men shold not hewe ne smyte the doune to the erthe / And therfore none oughte to reioysshe hym self of his worship / For suche is now in grete honour and worship / that herafter shalle falle in to grete vy∣tupere shame and dishonour
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