REFLEXION.
NO Man lives without Encmics, and no Enemy is ſo Deſpicable, but ſome time or other he may do a Body a ſhrewd Turn. 'Tis Prudence to paſs over Thoſe Indignities, which are either too Little for our Conſideration, or out of our Power to Reach, and Puniſh. For there's Nothing more Ridiculous, then an Impotent Anger, that ſpends it ſelf to no manner of Purpoſe: and there's no Better way of Dealing with it, then to Laugh it Out of Countenance. All Men in the World that we fee Tranſported into Outrages, for ſmall Trivial Matters, fall under the Innuendo be This Bull in the Fable, that ran Tearing Mad for the Pinching of a Mouſe.
Fab. CCXLVI.
A Country-man and Hercules.
A Carter that had laid his Wagon Faſt in a Slough, ſtood Gaping and Bawling to as many of the Gods and Goddeſſes as he could Muſter-up, and to Hercules Eſpecially,to Help him out of the Mire. Why ye Lazy Puppy you, ſays Hercules, lay your Shoulder to the Wheel, and Prick your Oxen firſt, and Then’s your Time to Pray. Are the Gods to do your Drudgery, d'ye think, and you lie Bellowing with Your Finger in Your Mouth.
The MORAL.
REFLEXION.
