Æsop improved, or, Above three hundred and fifty fables, mostly Æsop's with their morals paraphrased in English verse : amounting to about one hundred and fifty more than do appear to have been so rendered by any other hand.

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Title: Æsop improved, or, Above three hundred and fifty fables, mostly Æsop's with their morals paraphrased in English verse : amounting to about one hundred and fifty more than do appear to have been so rendered by any other hand.
Publication: London :: Printed for Tho. Parkhurst ...,; 1673.
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Subject terms: Fables.
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FAB. 124. vide 123. FAB. 125. Of the Fox and the Cat.

REynard's a subtle youth, a witty wag,
But of a Haire, some say, is apt to brag.
Mountebank-like, what tricks himself could show
He boasted, and desir'd Dame Puss might know;
A while sat still Puss in her Majesty:
Then said, (Sr. Fox) one only trick have I,
She quickly shew'd it, for a pack of hounds
Came by soon after, as they went the rounds;
She quickly whipt into a lofty tree
That did her work, for there full safe was she.
Whilst Fox though full of tricks, as dancing bears,
Could not escape the hounds not for his ears.
From the tree top she call'd, good Reynard wrastle
With me no more I'm now in Baynards castle,
Thou'rt gone to th' dogs, thine be no Arsenal,
Puss hath one dog-trick, that is worth 'um all.

Mor.
One trade that's good is worth a many small trades,He's seldome rich, who is a Jack of all trades.Give me not many Mouse-traps but one mouserIs worth 'um all, that will bestir and rouze her,To multitudes as such, a fool consents,One good one's worth a thousand arguments.