A _Hare_ and a _Tortoise_.
What a Dull Heavy Creature (says a _Hare_) is This same _Tortoise_! And
yet (says the _Tortoise_) I’ll run with you for a Wager. ’Twas _Done_
and _Done_, and the _Fox_, by Consent, was to be the Judg. They started
together, and the _Tortoise_ kept Jogging on still, ’till he came to the
End of the Course. The _Hare_ lay’d himself down about Midway, and took
a Nap; for, says he, I can fetch up the _Tortoise_ when I please: But he
Over-slept himself it seems, for when he came to wake, though he scudded
away as fast as ’twas possible, the _Tortoise_ got to the Post before
him, and Won the Wager.
The MORAL.
Up and be Doing, _is an Edifying Text; for Action is the Bus’ness of
Life, and there’s no Thought of ever coming to the End of our Journey in
time, if we Sleep by the Way_.