The Fables of Phædrus / Literally translated into English prose with notes Papyras Classics

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Chapter 61

Prologue

The Fables of Phædrus,

Translated Into English Verse

By Christopher Smart, A.M.,

Fellow of Pembroke Hall, Cambridge.

Book I.

Riley

What from the founder Esop fell,

In neat familiar verse I tell:

Twofold’s the genius of the page,

To make you smile and make you sage.

But if the critics we displease,

By wrangling brutes and talking trees,

Let them remember, ere they blame,

We’re working neither sin nor shame;

’Tis but a play to form the youth

By fiction, in the cause of truth.

Riley