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To judge no man by outside view	B
Is good advice though not quite new	B
Some time ago a mouse's fright	C
Upon this moral shed some light	C
I have for proof at present	D
With Aesop and good Socrates	E
Of Danube's banks a certain peasant	D
Whose portrait drawn to life one sees	E
By Marc Aurelius if you please	E
The first are well known far and near	F
I briefly sketch the other here	G
The crop upon his fertile chin	H
Was anything but soft or thin	H
Indeed his person clothed in hair	I
Might personate an unlick'd bear	I
Beneath his matted brow there lay	J
An eye that squinted every way	J
A crooked nose and monstrous lips he bore	K
And goat skin round his trunk he wore	K
With bulrush belt And such a man as this is	L
Was delegate from towns the Danube kisses	M
When not a nook on earth there linger'd	N
By Roman avarice not finger'd	N
Before the senate thus he spoke	O
'Romans and senators who hear	G
I first of all the gods invoke	O
The powers whom mortals justly fear	F
That from my tongue there may not fall	P
A word which I may need recall	P
Without their aid there enters nought	N
To human hearts of good or just	N
Whoever leaves the same unsought	N
Is prone to violate his trust	N
The prey of Roman avarice	Q
Ourselves are witnesses of this	R
Rome by our crimes our scourge has grown	S
More than by valour of her own	S
Romans beware lest Heaven some day	N
Exact for all our groans the pay	N
And arming us by just reverse	T
To do its vengeance stern but meet	N
Shall pour on you the vassal's curse	T
And place your necks beneath our feet	N
And wherefore not For are you better	U
Than hundreds of the tribes diverse	T
Who clank the galling Roman fetter	U
What right gives you the universe	T
Why come and mar our quiet life	V
We till'd our acres free from strife	V
In arts our hands were skill'd to toil	W
As well as o'er the generous soil	W
What have you taught the Germans brave	X
Apt scholars had but they	N
Your appetite for sway	N
They might instead of you enslave	X
Without your inhumanity	N
That which your praetors perpetrate	N
On us as subjects of your state	N
My powers would fail me to relate	N
Profaned their altars and their rites	Y
The pity of your gods our lot excites	Y
Thanks to your representatives	Z
In you they see but shameless thieves	A2
Who plunder gods as well as men	B2
By sateless avarice insane	C2
The men that rule our land from this	R
Are like the bottomless abyss	R
To satisfy their lust of gain	C2
Both man and nature toil in vain	C2
Recall them for indeed we will	D2
Our fields for such no longer till	D2
From all our towns and plains we fly	E2
For refuge to our mountains high	E2
We quit our homes and tender wives	F2
To lead with savage beasts our lives	Z
No more to welcome into day	N
A progeny for Rome a prey	N
And as to those already born	G2
Poor helpless babes forlorn	G2
We wish them short career in time	H2
Your praetors force us to the crime	H2
Are they our teachers Call them home	I2
They teach but luxury and vice	J2
Lest Germans should their likes become	K2
In fell remorseless avarice	Q
Have we a remedy at Rome	I2
I'll tell you here how matters go	L2
Hath one no present to bestow	L2
No purple for a judge or so	L2
The laws for him are deaf and dumb	K2
Their minister has aye in store	K
A thousand hindrances or more	K
I'm sensible that truths like these	E
Are not the things to please	E
I've done Let death avenge you here	G
Of my complaint a little too sincere '	-
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He said no more but all admired	N
The thought with which his speech was fired	N
The eloquence and heart of oak	O
With which the prostrate savage spoke	O
Indeed so much were all delighted	N
As due revenge the man was knighted	N
The praetors were at once displaced	N
And better men the office graced	N
The senate also by decree	N
Besought a copy of the speech	M2
Which might to future speakers be	N
A model for the use of each	M2
Not long howe'er had Rome the sense	N2
To entertain such eloquence	O2

Jean De La Fontaine

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