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BATRACHOMUOMACHIA:
With equal Care I fly the faithless Gin,
That harbours Ruin and Deceit within.
But more than all the rav'nous Cat I shun;
For she pursues me wheresoe'er I run.
Besides, the various Roots that nourish you
Who haunt the Stream, can never feed me too.

Then with a Smile Physignathus reply'd;
Forbear to boast with such an Air of Pride:
We too our Dainties from the Land may take
To feast a Friend, as well as from the Lake.
This happy Choice our Race receiv'd from Jove,
To dwell in Water, or on Earth to rove.
But if thy Fancy lead thee to behold,
And know the Truth of what thou hast been told;
Seize with a firm Embrace my proffer'd Sides,
Lest thou shouldst perish in the whelming Tides:
While on these Shoulders I thy Weight support,
And bear thee through the Stream in Safety to my Court.

He ceas'd; and strait Psicharpax with a Bound
Leaps on his Back, and throws his Arms around.
At first with Joy the Neighbouring Banks he view'd,

And