A _Goldfinch_ and a _Boy_.
A _Goldfinch_ gave his Master the Slip out of the Cage, and he did what
he could to get him Back again, but he would not come. Well! says the
_Boy_, You’ll live to Repent it; for you’ll never be so well Look’d to in
any Other Place. That may very Well be, says the _Bird_; but however, I
had rather be at my Own Keeping then at Yours.
The MORAL.
_Never Well; Full nor Fasting._