. Fables of Aesop and others. eet thing, so sweet, that it can even sooth the pangs and re iESOPS FABLES. 129 concile us to the bitterness of death. And, indeed, it mna* )e atemper highly philosophical, that could be driven out of life byany tyrannical unjust procedure, and not be touched with a senseof pleasure to see the author of it splitting upon the same this is allowed, and it is further considered how^ easilythe revenge of the meanest person may be executed upon eventhe highest, it should, methinks, keep people upon their guardand prevail with them not to persecute or to be in
. Fables of Aesop and others. eet thing, so sweet, that it can even sooth the pangs and re iESOPS FABLES. 129 concile us to the bitterness of death. And, indeed, it mna* )e atemper highly philosophical, that could be driven out of life byany tyrannical unjust procedure, and not be touched with a senseof pleasure to see the author of it splitting upon the same this is allowed, and it is further considered how^ easilythe revenge of the meanest person may be executed upon eventhe highest, it should, methinks, keep people upon their guardand prevail with them not to persecute or to be injurious to anyone. The moral turpitude of doing wrong is sufficient to influ-ence every brave honest man, and secure him from harbouringeven tlie least thought of it in his breast. But the knave and thecow^ard should weigh the present argument, and before theyattempt the least injury, be assured of this truth, that nothing ismore sweet, scarce any thing so easy to compass, as revenge. FAB. LXIV. The Hawk and the A Nightingale sitting all alone among the shadybranches of an oak, sung with so melodious and shrill apipe, that she made the woods echo again, and alarmeda hungry hawk who was at some distance off, watch-ing for his prey. He had no sooner discovered thelittle musician, but making a stoop at the place, heseized her with his crooked talons, and bid her pre 130 iESOPS FABLES. pare for death. Ah! says she, for mercys sake,dont do so barbarous a thing, and so unbecomingyourself; consider, I never did you any wrong, and ambut a poor small morsel for such a stomach as yours:rather attack some larger fowl, which may bring youmore credit, and a better meal, and let me go. Ay!says the Hawk, persuade me to it if you can: I havebeen upon the watch all day long, and have not metwith one bit of any thing till I caught you; and nowyou would have me to let you go, in hopes of some-thing better, would you? pray, who would be the foolthen? THE APPLICATION. They that negle
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