Select fables; with cuts, designed and engraved by Thomas and John Bewick, and others, previous to the year 1784:: together with a memoir; and a descriptive catalogue of the works of Messrs. Bewick

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Printed by S. Hodgson, for Emerson Charnley, and Baldwin, Cradock, and Joy, London., 1820 - Fables - 332 pages
 

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Page 3 - The Crow, tickled with this very civil language, nestled and wriggled about, and hardly knew where she was ; but, thinking the Fox a little dubious as to the particular of her voice, and having a mind to set him right in that matter, began to sing, and, in the same instant, let the cheese drop out of her mouth.
Page 217 - The north Wind began, and blew a very cold blast, accompanied with a sharp driving shower. But this, and whatever else he could do, instead of making the man quit his cloak, obliged him to gird it about his body as close as possible.
Page 119 - THE CROW AND THE PITCHER. A CROW, ready to die with thirst, flew with joy to a Pitcher, which he beheld at some distance.
Page 77 - ONE hot sultry summer, the lakes and ponds being almost everywhere dried up, a couple of Frogs agreed to travel together in search of water. At last they came to a deep well, and sitting upon the brink of it, began to consult whether they should leap in or no. One of them was for it ; urging that there was plenty of clear spring water, and no danger of being disturbed.
Page 57 - tis true, but that is all : for we hold no sort of rank in the creation, and are utterly unnoticed by the world. Cursed obscurity ! Why was I not rather born a stag, to range at large, the pride and glory of some royal forest ? It happened, that in the midst of these unjust murmurs, a pack of hounds was heard in full cry after the very creature he was envying, who, being quite spent with the chase, was torn in pieces by the dogs in sight of our two Lizards. And is this the lordly stag, whose place...
Page xviii - Emblems of Mortality ; Representing, in upwards of Fifty Cuts, Death seizing all Ranks and Degrees of People; Imitated from a Painting in the Cemetery of the Dominican Church at Basil, in Switzerland : With an Apostrophe to each, translated from the Latin and French. Intended as well for the Information of the Curious, as the Instruction and Entertainment of Youth. To which is prefixed A copious Preface, containing an historical Account of the above, and other Paintings on this Subject, now or lately...
Page 201 - ... the first that came in with him, and seized him by one of his haunches ; but his decayed and broken teeth not being able to keep their hold, the Deer escaped and threw him quite out. Upon which, his master, being in a great .passion, and going to strike him, the honest old creature is said to have barked out this apology : " Ah ! do not strike your poor old servant ; it is not my heart and inclination, but my strength and speed that fail me. If what I now am displeases, pray don't forget what...
Page 127 - It is the nature of ingrates to return evil for good : and the moralists in all ages have incessantly declaimed against the enormity of this crime, concluding that they who are capable of hurting their benefactors, are not fit to live in a community ; being such, as the natural ties of parent, friend, or country, are too weak to restrain within the bounds of society. Indeed, the sin of ingratitude is so detestable, that...
Page 21 - Shadow represented in the clear mirror of the limpid stream; and believing it to be another Dog, who was carrying another piece of flesh, he could not forbear catching at it; but was so far from getting any thing by his greedy design, that he dropt the piece he had in his mouth, which immediately sunk to the bottom, and was irrecoverably lost.
Page 209 - What a sorry poor drudge art thou," says he, " to bear that heavy yoke upon your neck, and go all day drawing a plough at your tail, to turn up the ground for your master ; but you are a wretched dull slave, and know no better, or else you would not do it.

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