The furly Maftiff thus returns. Within my bofom glory burns. Like heroes of eternal name, Whom poets fing, I fight for fame: Curft dog, the Bull reply'd, no more Muft, like thy tutor, blood purfue. At once he lifts him from the ground, Aloft the sprawling hero flies, Mangled he falls, he howls and dies. FABLE Kent inv. UN PFourdrinier, scul FABLE X. The ELEPHANT and the BOOKSELLER. T HE man, who with undaunted toils Sails unknown feas to unknown foils, We We read, and in description view For, when we rifque no contradiction, And how by travel understand Let those, who question this report, To Pliny's ancient page refort. How learn'd was that fagacious breed! Who now (like them) the greek can read! As As one of thefe, in days of yore, Only the margin's breadth and binding; That e'er the fearch of man furvey'd. And thus remark'd on what he read. Man with ftrong reafon is endow'd; Who Who by the partial work hath shown He knows fo little of his own? How falfly is the spaniel drawn! Did Man from him first learn to fawn? A dog proficient in the trade! He, the chief flatt'rer nature made! Beasts kill for hunger, men for pay. The Bookfeller, who heard him fpeak, And saw him turn a page of Greek, Thought, |