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Wolf overheard a Lamb Bleating among the Goats. D'ye hear Little One, (ays the Wolf,) if it be your Dam you want, he’s yonder in the Field. Ay (ays the Lamb,) but I am not looking for her that was my Mother for her Own ake, but for her that Nures me up, and Suckles me out of Pure Charity, and Good Nature. Can any thing be Dearer to you, ays the Wolf, then he that brought you forth? Very Right, ays the Lamb; and without knowing or caring what he did: And pray, what did he bring me forth for too; but to Eae her elf of a Burden, and to deliver me out of her own Belly, into the Hands of the Butcher? I am more Beholden to her that took Pity of me when I was in the VVorld already, then to her that brought me into’t, I know not how. 'Tis Charity, not Nature, or Neceity that does the Office of a Tender Mother.

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