A _Country Fellow_ Climbing a _Tree_.
A Country Fellow got an Unlucky Tumble from a _Tree_: Why this ’tis,
(says a Passenger,) when People will be doing things Hand over Head,
without either Fear or Wit: Now could I have taught you a way to climb a
Thousand Trees, and never hurt your self with a Fall. Alas, says t’other,
the Advice comes too late for this Bout, but let’s have it however; for a
body may be the better for’t another time. Why then (says the Traveller,)
_You must take care for the future, whenever you Climb another Tree; that
you come no faster down than you went up_.
The MORAL.
_Do nothing Rashly._