The Wolfe and Crow. Fab. 73.
OVer the Alps, a Wolfe a journey goes,
Being all the way accompanied with Crows;
Who in his travell hapned on a day,
Upon a liberall and a dainty prey;
The Crows therin would claime ashare, and why?
Because they kept the travellor company:
I thanke you not, replies the Wolfe, ye take
This paines for your owne ends, nor for my sake
Should I fall sick and die, which Iove defend,
I feare for all the love you doe pretend,
The seeming'st friend among'st you, would not stick
To be the first that would mine eyes out pick.
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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Morall.
Your Rookes in this our age are like these Crowes,
In prosperous daies, they'le flatter, cog, and glose,
In hope of prey: but fall into distresse,
They'le sooner adde affliction than redresse:
Then wisely judge ere deare experience find,
The difference twixt fained love and loyall mind.