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 Johns.Methinks Mr. Bayes, soft Cheese is a little too coarse Diet for an immortal Mouse; were there any necessity for her eating, you should have consulted Homer for some Cœlestial Provision.

Bayes.Faith, Gentlemen, I did so; but indeed I have not the Latin one, which I have mark'd by me, and could not readily find it in the Original.

Yet had She oft been scar'd by bloody Claws Of winged Owls, and stern Grimalkins Paws Aim'd at her destin'd Head, which made her fly, Tho' She was doom'd to Death, and fated not to dye.

Smith.How came She that fear'd no Danger in the Line before, to be scar'd in this, Mr. Bayes?

Bayes.Why then you may have it chas'd if you will; for I hope a Man may run away without being afraid, mayn't he?

Johns.But pray give me leave; how was She doom'd to Death, if She was fated not to die; are not Doom and Fate, much the same thing?

Bayes.Nay Gentlemen, if you question my Skill in the Language, I'm your humble Servant; the Rogues the Criticks, that will allow me nothing else, give me that; sure I that made the Word, know best what I meant by it: I assure you, doom'd and fated, are quite different things.

Smith.Faith, Mr. Bayes, if you were doom'd to be hang'd, whatever you were fated to, 'twould give you but small Comfort.

Bayes.Never trouble your head with that, Mr. Smith, mind the Business in hand.

Not so her young; their Linsy-woolsy Line, Was Hero's make, half humane, half Divine.

Smith.Certainly these Hero's, half Humane, half Divine, have very little of the Mouse their Mother.

Bayes.Gadsokers! Mr. Johnson, does your Friend think I mean nothing but a Mouse by all