¶ The viij fable is of the wulf and of the crane
Ho fo euer doth ony good to the
euyll man he ſynneth as Eſope
ſaith / for of ony good which is
don to the euils cometh no prouffit /
wherof Eſope reherceth to
vs ſuche a fable / A wulf ete & deuoured a ſheep
of whos bones he had one in his throte which he
coulde not haue out & ſore it greued hym / thenne
went the wulf & praid the crane that ſhe wold
draw oute of his throte the bone / & the crane
put her nek in to his throte & drewe out the bone
wherby the wulf was hole /¶ And the crane demaunded
of hym to be payd of her ſalary¶ And
the wulf anſwerd to her / Thou arte well vnconnyng
& no good connyng / remembryng the
good that I haue done to the / for whan thou
haddeſt thy neck within my throte / yf I had
wold / I might haue ete the / and thus it appiereth
by the fable how no proufitte cometh of
ony good whiche is done to the euyle