One Hundred Fables, Original and Selected

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G. Lawford, 1829 - Children - 272 pages
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Page 147 - Modesty and fear of shame is one of those natural restraints which the wisdom of heaven has put upon mankind ; and he that once stumbles, may yet by a check of that bridle recover again : but, when by a public detection he is fallen under that infamy he feared, he will then be apt to discard all caution, and to think he owes himself the utmost pleasures of vice, as the price of his reputation. Nay, perhaps he advances farther, and sets up for a reversed sort of fame, by being eminently wicked, and...
Page 136 - There is nothing further to be sought for with earnestness, than what will clothe and feed us. If we pamper ourselves in our diet, or give our imaginations a loose in our desires, the body will no longer obey the mind. Let us think no further than to defend ourselves against hunger, thirst, and cold.
Page 70 - Once on a time a paper kite Was mounted to a wondrous height, Where, giddy with its elevation, It thus expressed self-admiration : ' See how yon crowds of gazing people Admire my flight above the steeple; How would they wonder if they knew...
Page 71 - The winds soon plunged it in the tide. Ah ! foolish kite, thou hadst no wing, How could'st thou fly without a string ? My heart replied, " O Lord I see How much this kite resembles me, Forgetful that by Thee I stand, Impatient of Thy ruling hand ; How oft I've...
Page 136 - ... tranquillity, to fix our minds upon any thing which is in the power of fortune. It is excusable only in animals who have not the use of reason, to be catched by hooks and baits. Wealth, glory, and power, which the ordinary people look up at with admiration, the learned and wise know to be only so many snares laid to enslave them.
Page 71 - I'd brave the eagle's towering wing, Might I but fly without a string." It tugged and pulled, while thus it spoke, To break the string: at last it broke. Deprived at once of all its stay, In vain it tried to soar away, Unable its own weight to bear, It fluttered downward through the air; Unable its own course to guide, The winds soon plunged it in the tide.
Page 131 - Whose vesture, in glory, a monarch's excell'd ; His plumage expanded — 'twas rare to behold, So lovely a mixture of purple and gold. The ant, quite amaz'd at a figure so gay, Bow'd low with respect, and was trudging away :
Page 137 - We should learn, that none but intellectual possessions are what we can properly call our own. All things from without are but borrowed. What fortune gives us, is not ours ; and whatever she gives, she can take away.
Page 94 - For th' hungry and the thirsty crew, The bread she broke, the drink she drew. There sickness laid her aching head, And there distress could find a bed. Each hour, with an all-bounteous hand, Diffus'd the blessings round the land. Her gifts and glory lasted long, And num'rous was th
Page 130 - THE ANT AND THE CATERPILLAR. As an ant, of his talents superiorly vain, Was trotting, with consequence, over the plain, A worm, in his progress remarkably slow, Cried : ' Bless your good worship wherever you go ! I hope your great mightiness won't take it ill ; I pay my respects with a hearty good-will." "With a look of contempt and impertinent pride,

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