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Yet in this ſingle paſture, where'er you did him ſee, And if you offer violence, he'll ſtab his durk in thee. He's wiſer than the ſluggard, or any drunken ſaul, By laying up his winter-ſtore, and thus inſtructeth all. A Bee.

LXXI.

Between two woods I went away, and lightly load did run: Between two waters I came home, the ſame way I had gone: If that the woods had water turn'd;                       that would a mirace be, Yet both the waters and the woods, came rolling home with me. One going to the Well with Timber Stoups.

LXXII.

A wide mouth, no eyes, nor ears, no ſcorching flames I feel; I ſwallow more than may ſuffice full forty at a meal. An Oven.

LXXIII.

Thro' of great age, I am kept in a cage, having a long tail, and one ear; My month it is round, and when joys abound, O then I ſing wonderful clear! A Bell in a Steeple; the rope is the tail, and the wheel is the ear.