The fabulist metamorphosed and mytholigized, or, The fables of Esop translated out of Latine into English verse, and moralized, by R.A. ...

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The fabulist metamorphosed and mytholigized, or, The fables of Esop translated out of Latine into English verse, and moralized, by R.A. ...
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R. A.
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London :: Imprinted by I.H. for Andrew Hobb, and are to be sold at the signe of the Bell in Pauls Church-yard,
1634.
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The Hares. Fab. 68.
THere was a time the generation Of Hares did meet for consultation, All male-contents, and wot you why, they say, Nature ne're made such wretched wormes as they, Obnoxious unto dangers day and night, By men, dogs, vermine, famine, cold and kite, With sad laments they moane their wretched state, Praying Iove end their lives, or mend their fate; Amend, oh never, quoth one aged Hare, Our case is past releefe, feare and despaire So fully hath possest us, that we see Even in our fleepe our eyes ne're closed be;

Page 62

Wherefore let's put an end unto our griefe, Death to affliction is a quicke releefe: So hand in hand as they in order stood, They were resolv'd to run to the next flood, And there like loving friends at once to sinke: Amain they run till comming nigh the brinke, A nimble frog that sate upon the banke, Leapt off for feare, and in the river sanke: Which seen, this wise old Hare cries out amaine; Fellows and friends, from violence abstaine, Let's live and be content, for now I see, That there are creatures fearfuller than we.
Morall.
More patiently men miseries sustaine, When they have fellow-feelers of like paine.
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