. Fables. uch lit:lc fpcck and blcmlfh hiui,To our own flronijcr errors blind. 144 FABLES. A Turkey, tirJ of common food,Forfook the barn and fought the her ran her infant train,Colieding liere and there a grain. Draw near, my birds, the mother hill delicious fare fupplies ;Behold, the bufy Negro , millions blacken all the place;Fear not. Like me wath freedom eat 9An ant is mofl delightful bleft, how envyd were our we but fcape the poultrers knife!But man, curfl man on turkeys preys,And Chrijlmas fliortens all our days;Sometimes with oifters w


. Fables. uch lit:lc fpcck and blcmlfh hiui,To our own flronijcr errors blind. 144 FABLES. A Turkey, tirJ of common food,Forfook the barn and fought the her ran her infant train,Colieding liere and there a grain. Draw near, my birds, the mother hill delicious fare fupplies ;Behold, the bufy Negro , millions blacken all the place;Fear not. Like me wath freedom eat 9An ant is mofl delightful bleft, how envyd were our we but fcape the poultrers knife!But man, curfl man on turkeys preys,And Chrijlmas fliortens all our days;Sometimes with oifters we aflift the favVy the low peafant to the turkey fmokes on evry board. Sure- FABLES. 145 Sure men for gluttony arc curll,or the W\\\ liiis tlic worll. An /^u, who chinliVi hcvoiici hib reach,Thus anfwcrM tVoin tlic nciglibring you rcinirk anothers fin,Bid thy own conllicncc look thy more voracious hill,Nor tor a break/all mitionb L 4 FABLE 146 FABLES.


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