Wild Boar And Ram.

        A sheep lay tethered, and her life
        Fast ebbing on the butcher's knife;
        The silly flock looked on with dread.
        A wild boar, passing them, then said:
        "O cowards! cowards! will nought make
        The courage of your hearts awake?
        What, with the butcher in your sight,
        Flaying - ere life be parted quite -
        Your lambs and dams! O stolid race!
        Who ever witnessed souls so base?"

        The patriarch ram then answered him:
        "My face and bearing are not grim,
        But we are not of soul so tame
        As to deny Revenge her claim:
        We have no whetted tusks to kill,
        Yet are not powerless of ill.
        Vengeance, the murdering hand pursues,
        And retribution claims her dues;
        She sends the plagues of war and law,
        Where men will battle for a straw -
        And our revenge may rest contented,
        Since drums and parchment were invented."

John Gay

John Gay was an English poet and dramatist of the early 18th century. He is best remembered for 'The Beggar's Opera' (1728), a ballad opera that satirized the contemporary government and society of England. Gay was a member of the Scriblerus Club, alongside notable writers like Jonathan Swift and Alexander Pope. Despite facing financial difficulties, his work remains influential in the landscape of English literature.

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Farmer's Wife And Raven.

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Council Of Horses.

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The Setter And The Partridge.

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The Shaven And Shorn Goat.

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