Under the Allegory of the _Asse_, is Insinuated the Licence of a
_Buffon_. There’s Mischief and Scandal in the very Sport, and Humour of
it. There are some men that seem to have Brutal Minds wrapt up in Humane
Shapes, Their very Caresses are Rude and Importune, and with _Æsop’s
Asse_ here, their very Complements deserve a Correction, rather then an
Encouragement, or a Reward.
All Creatures have somewhat in them peculiar to their Several _Species_;
and that Practice is still the Best which is most Consonant to the
Nature of them, by a Common Instinct. The _Fawnings_ of an _Asse_ are
as Unnatural as the _Brayings_ would be of a _Dog_, and a man would as
soon Chuse him for his Bed-fellow as for his Play-fellow. He that follows
Nature is never out of his Way; and that which is Best for every Man
is Fittest for him too. He does it with Ease and Success, whereas all
Imitation is Puti’d, and Servile.