An _Oxe_ and an _Heifer_.
A Wanton _Heifer_ that had little else to do then to Frisk up and down
in a Meadow, at Ease and Pleasure, came up to a Working _Oxe_ with a
Thousand Reproaches in her Mouth; Bless me, says the _Heifer_, what a
Difference there is betwixt your Coat and Condition, and Mine! Why, What
a Gall’d Nasty Neck have we here! Look ye, Mine’s as clean as a Penny,
and as smooth as Silk I warrant ye. ’Tis a Slavish Life to be Yoak’d
thus, and in Perpetual Labour. What would you give to be as Free and as
Easy now as I am? The _Oxe_ kept These Things in his Thought, without One
Word in Answer at present; but seeing the _Heifer_ taken up a While after
for a _Sacrifice_: Well Sister, says he, and have not you Frisk’d fair
now, when the Ease and Liberty you Valu’d your self upon, has brought you
to This End?
The MORAL.
_’Tis No New Thing for Men of Liberty and Pleasure, to make Sport with
the Plain, Honest Servants of their Prince and Country. But Mark the End
on’t, and while the One Labours in his Duty with a Good Conscience, the
Other, like a Beast, is but Fatting up for the Shambles._