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On death we mortals often run	A
Just by the roads we take to shun	A
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A father's only heir a son	A
Was over loved and doted on	B
So greatly that astrology	C
Was question'd what his fate might be	C
The man of stars this caution gave	D
That until twenty years of age	E
No lion even in a cage	E
The boy should see his life to save	D
The sire to silence every fear	F
About a life so very dear	F
Forbade that any one should let	G
His son beyond his threshold get	G
Within his palace walls the boy	H
Might all that heart could wish enjoy	H
Might with his mates walk leap and run	A
And frolic in the wildest fun	A
When come of age to love the chase	I
That exercise was oft depicted	J
To him as one that brought disgrace	I
To which but blackguards were addicted	J
But neither warning nor derision	A
Could change his ardent disposition	A
The youth fierce restless full of blood	J
Was prompted by the boiling flood	J
To love the dangers of the wood	K
The more opposed the stronger grew	L
His mad desire The cause he knew	L
For which he was so closely pent	M
And as where'er he went	M
In that magnificent abode	N
Both tapestry and canvas show'd	N
The feats he did so much admire	O
A painted lion roused his ire	O
'Ah monster ' cried he in his rage	E
'Tis you that keep me in my cage '	-
With that he clinch'd his fist	P
To strike the harmless beast	Q
And did his hand impale	R
Upon a hidden nail	R
And thus this cherish'd head	S
For which the healing art	T
But vainly did its part	T
Was hurried to the dead	S
By caution blindly meant	M
To shun that sad event	M
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The poet Aeschylus 'tis said	S
By much the same precaution bled	S
A conjuror foretold	U
A house would crush him in its fall	V
Forth sallied he though old	U
From town and roof protected hall	V
And took his lodgings wet or dry	W
Abroad beneath the open sky	W
An eagle bearing through the air	X
A tortoise for her household fare	X
Which first she wish'd to break	Y
The creature dropp'd by sad mistake	Y
Plump on the poet's forehead bare	X
As if it were a naked rock	Z
To Aeschylus a fatal shock	Z
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From these examples it appears	A2
This art if true in any wise	B2
Makes men fulfil the very fears	A2
Engender'd by its prophecies	C2
But from this charge I justify	W
By branding it a total lie	W
I don't believe that Nature's powers	D2
Have tied her hands or pinion'd ours	D2
By marking on the heavenly vault	E2
Our fate without mistake or fault	E2
That fate depends upon conjunctions	F2
Of places persons times and tracks	G2
And not upon the functions	F2
Of more or less of quacks	G2
A king and clown beneath one planet's nod	H2
Are born one wields a sceptre one a hod	H2
But it is Jupiter that wills it so	I2
And who is he A soulless clod	H2
How can he cause such different powers to flow	I2
Upon the aforesaid mortals here below	I2
And how indeed to this far distant ball	V
Can he impart his energy at all	V
How pierce the ether deeps profound	H2
The sun and globes that whirl around	H2
A mote might turn his potent ray	J2
For ever from its earthward way	J2
Will find it then in starry cope	K2
The makers of the horoscope	K2
The war with which all Europe's now afflicted	H2
Deserves it not by them to've been predicted	H2
Yet heard we not a whisper of it	H2
Before it came from any prophet	H2
The suddenness of passion's gush	L2
Of wayward life the headlong rush	L2
Permit they that the feeble ray	J2
Of twinkling planet far away	J2
Should trace our winding zigzag course	M2
And yet this planetary force	M2
As steady as it is unknown	N2
These fools would make our guide alone	N2
Of all our varied life the source	M2
Such doubtful facts as I relate	H2
The petted child's and poet's fate	H2
Our argument may well admit	H2
The blindest man that lives in France	O2
The smallest mark would doubtless hit	H2
Once in a thousand times by chance	O2

Jean De La Fontaine

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