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The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper, Volume 7
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Abraham Cowley
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Google Books
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Cowley, Denham, Milton
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1810
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Edited by Dr. Samuel Johnson
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English
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Verse
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Page 200
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At the largest foot of fair hollow tree, Close to plough'd ground, seated commodiously, His ancient and hereditary house, There dwelt a good substantial country mouse frugal, and grave, and careful of the main, Yet one who once did nobly entertain A city mouse, well-coated, sleek, and gay, a mouse of high degree which lost his way, Wantonly walking forth to take the air, And arriv'd early, and belighted, there, For a day's lodging the good hearty host (The ancient plenty of his hall to boast) Did all the stores produce, that might excite, With various tastes, the courtier's appetite. Fitches and beans, peason and oats, and wheat, And large chesnut, the delicious meat Which Jove himself, were he mouse, would eat And, for a haut goust, there was mixt with these The swerd of bacon, and the coat of cheese The precious reliques which, at harvest, he Had gather'd from the reaper's luxury. "Freely" (said he) "fall on, and never spare, The bounteous gods will for to morrow care.'' And thus at ease, on beds of straw, they lay, And to their genius sacrific'd the day Yet the nice guest's Epicurean mind, (Though breeding made him civil seem and kind) Despis'd this country feast and still his thought upon the cakes and pies of London wrought. "Your bounty and civility" (said he), "Which I'm surpris'd in these rude parts to see, Shows that the gods have given you mind Too noble for the fate which here you find. Why should a soul, so virtuous and so great, Lose itself thus in an obscure retreat Let savage beasts lodge in country den You should see towns, and manners know, and men And taste the generous luxury of the court, Whore all the mice of quality resort Where thousand beauteous shes about you move, And by high fare, are pliant made to love. We all, ere long, must render up our breath No cave or hole can shelter us from death. Since life is so uncertain, and so short, Let's spend it all in feasting and in sport. Come, worthy sir, come with me and partake All the great things that mortals happy make." Alas what virtue hath sufficient arms T' oppose bright honour, and soft pleasure's charms What wisdom can their magic force repel It draws this reverend hermit from his cell. It was the time, when witty poets tell, That Phoebus into Thetis' bosom fell She blush'd at first, and then put out the light, And drew the modest curtains of the night" Plainly lhc truth to tell, the Sun was set. When to the town our wearied travellers get To a lord's house, as lordly as can be, Made for the use of pride and luxury, They come the gentle courtier at the door tops, and will hardly enter in before " But 'tis, sir, your command, and being so, I'm sworn t' obedience and so in they go." Behind hanging, in a spacious room (The richest work of Mortclake's noble loom} They wait a while, their wearied limbs to rest, Till silence should invite them to their feast About the hour that Cynthia's silver light Had touch'd the pale meridies of the night At last, the various supper being done, It happen'd that the company was gone Into a room remote, servants and all, To please their noble fancies with ball. Our host leads forth his stranger, and does find All fitted to the bounties of his mind. Still on the table half-fill'd dishes stood, And with delicious bits the floor was strew'd. The courteous mouse presents him with the best And both with fat varieties are blest Th' industrious peasant every where does range, And thanks the Gods for his life's happy change. Into in the midst of well-freighted pye, They both at last glutted and wanton lie When, see the sad reverse of prosperous fate. And what fierce storms on mortal glories wait With hideous noise down the rude servants come, Six dogs before run barking into the room; The wretched gluttons fly with wild affright And hate the fullness, which retards their Sight. Our trembling peasant wishes now, in vain, That rocks and mountains covered him again Oh, how the change of his poor life he curst "This, of all lives" (said he) is sure the worst Give me again, ye gods, my cave and wood With peace, let tares and acorns be my food!"
Antagonist: Dog
Antagonist: Servant
Country Food: Acorns
Country Food: Bacon
Country Food: Beans
Country Food: Cheese
country food: chestnuts
Country Food: Meats
Country Food: Peas
Country Food: Vetches
Country Food: Wheat
From England
Town Food: Cakes
Town Food: Pies
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Aesop's Fables
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Translated by Laura Gibbs
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Made available on Gibb's site Aesopica, translation appears to be from Adémar de Chabannes (900s)
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Oxford University Press
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2002 (translated)
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English
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A city mouse once happened to pay a visit to the house of a country mouse where he was served a humble meal of acorns. The city mouse finished his business in the country and by means of insistent invitations he persuaded the country mouse to come pay him a visit. The city mouse then brought the country mouse into a room that was overflowing with food. As they were feasting on various delicacies, a butler opened the door. The city mouse quickly concealed himself in a familiar mouse hole, but the poor country mouse was not acquainted with the house and frantically scurried around the floorboards, frightened out of his wits. When the butler had taken what he needed, he closed the door behind him. The city mouse then urged the country mouse to sit back down to dinner. The country mouse refused and said, 'How could I possibly do that? Oh, how scared I am! Do you think that the man is going to come back?' This was all that the terrified mouse was able to say. The city mouse insisted, 'My dear fellow, you could never find such delicious food as this anywhere else in the world.' 'Acorns are enough for me,' the country mouse maintained, 'so long as I am secure in my freedom!'
It is better to live in self-sufficient poverty than to be tormented by the worries of wealth.
Antagonist: Servant
Country Food: Acorns
From England
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The Æsop for Children
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Milo Winter
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Project Gutenberg
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<span>Rand McNally & Company</span>
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1919
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Illustrated by Milo Winter
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English
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A Town Mouse once visited a relative who lived in the country. For lunch the Country Mouse served wheat stalks, roots, and acorns, with a dash of cold water for drink. The Town Mouse ate very sparingly, nibbling a little of this and a little of that, and by her manner making it very plain that she ate the simple food only to be polite. After the meal the friends had a long talk, or rather the Town Mouse talked about her life in the city while the Country Mouse listened. They then went to bed in a cozy nest in the hedgerow and slept in quiet and comfort until morning. In her sleep the Country Mouse dreamed she was a Town Mouse with all the luxuries and delights of city life that her friend had described for her. So the next day when the Town Mouse asked the Country Mouse to go home with her to the city, she gladly said yes. When they reached the mansion in which the Town Mouse lived, they found on the table in the dining room the leavings of a very fine banquet. There were sweetmeats and jellies, pastries, delicious cheeses, indeed, the most tempting foods that a Mouse can imagine. But just as the Country Mouse was about to nibble a dainty bit of pastry, she heard a Cat mew loudly and scratch at the door. In great fear the Mice scurried to a hiding place, where they lay quite still for a long time, hardly daring to breathe. When at last they ventured back to the feast, the door opened suddenly and in came the servants to clear the table, followed by the House Dog. The Country Mouse stopped in the Town Mouse's den only long enough to pick up her carpet bag and umbrella. "You may have luxuries and dainties that I have not," she said as she hurried away, "but I prefer my plain food and simple life in the country with the peace and security that go with it." Poverty with security is better than plenty in the midst of fear and uncertainty.
Antagonist: Cat
Country Food: Acorns
Country Food: Roots
Country Food: Wheat
From United States
Town Food: Cheese
Town Food: Jellies
Town Food: Pastries
Town Food: Sweetmeats