The Ass eating Thistles
A sordid Ass, while on his back he bore,
Of chosen delicates, a plenteous store;
His courser Appetite with Thistles treats,
And starves beneath his load of nobler Meats.
Profuseness is a farr less dangerous vice
Than the Ill natur'd damning Avarice.

The Wolf in Sheeps Clothing
A subtile Wolfe, more safly to betray,
In a sheepes Clothing does himselfe array,
And unexpected now whole flocks destroys,
Till a kind halter ends his stoln joys.
The zealous Cheat has wrought the land more woe,
Than bare fac'd villainie coud ever doe.

The City Mouse and Country Mouse
The City mouse invites her Country Guest,
To tas the daintyes of a Citty feast,
But oft disturb'd by interupted noys,
They hide, and fear his appetite destroys.
The great the Hurry of the world indure,
And tis the country life alone's secure.

The Lyon and Mouse
The Royall Beast intangl'd in a snare,
Coud not with teeth and claws the ambush tear,
When a kind humble Mouse, the Cord untwind,
And broke that Mase the Forest King confind.
Doe not despise the Service of a Slave,
An Oak did once a glorious Monarch save.
[see Wikipedia for the Royal Oak]

The Dog and Ox
An Envious Dog in a full manger lay,
Nor eats himself, nor to the Ox gives way,
Who griev'd reply'd — ah grudge not me that meat,
Which (cruell) thou thy self disdainst to eate.
Thus aged Lovers with young Beautys live,
Keepe off those joys they want the power to give.

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