A _Peacock_ and a _Crane_.
As a _Peacock_ and a _Crane_ were in Company together, the _Peacock_
spreads his Tail, and Challenges the Other, to shew him such a Fan of
Feathers. The _Crane_, upon This, Springs up into the Air, and calls to
the _Peacock_ to Follow him if he could. You brag of your Plumes, says
he, that are fair indeed to the Eye, but no way Useful or Fit for any
manner of Service.
The MORAL.
_Heaven has provided not only for our Necessities, but for our Delights
and Pleasures too; but still the Blessings that are most Useful to us,
must be preferr’d before the Ornaments of Beauty._