served to the Girl how
handsome he was. She resented the insult, and ran immediately to
her father, and, with a great deal of aggravation, complained of
her brother, particularly for having acted so effeminate a part
as to look in a glass, and meddle with things which belong to
women only. The father, embracing them both with much tenderness
and affection, told them that he should like to have them both
look in the glass every day; "To the intent that you," says he to
the Boy, "if you think that face of yours handsome, may not
disgrace and spoil it by an ugly temper and a bad behaviour; and
that you," added he, addressing the Girl, "may make up for the
defects of your person by the sweetness of your manners and the
excellence of your understanding."
MORAL.
A well-informed mind is better than a handsome person.
FABLE XLIII.
THE SHEPHERD'S DOG AND THE WOLF.
A WOLF, with hunger fierce and bold,
Ravaged the plains, and thinned the fold;
Deep in the wood secure he lay,
The thefts of night regaled the day.
In vain the shepherd's wakeful care
Had spread the toils, and watched the snare;
In vain the Dog pursued his pace,
The fleeter robber mocked the chase.
As Lightfoot ranged the forest round,
By chance his foe's retreat he found:
"Let us awhile the war suspend,
And reason as from friend to friend."
"A truce!" replies the Wolf. 'Tis done.
The Dog the parley thus begun:--
"How can that strong, intrepid mind
Attack a weak, defenceless kind?
Those jaws should prey on nobler food,
And drink the boar's and lion's blood;
Great souls with generous pity melt,
Which coward tyrants never felt.
How harmless is our fleecy care!
Be brave, and let thy mercy spare."
"Friend," says the Wolf, "the matter weigh:
Nature designed us beasts of prey;
As such, when hunger finds a treat,
'Tis necessary Wolves should eat.
If, mindful of the bleating weal,
Thy bosom burn with real zeal,
Hence, and thy tyrant lord beseech;
To him repeat the moving speech.
A Wolf eats sheep but now and then;
Ten thousands are devoured by men."
MORAL.
An open foe may prove a curse,
But a pretended friend is worse.
FABLE XLIV.
THE COVETOUS MAN.
A POOR covetous wretch, who had scraped together a good parcel of
money, went and dug a hole in one of his fields and hid it. Th
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