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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=345291" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Mercury And The Elephant</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">As Merc'ry travell'd thro' a Wood, <br>(Whose Errands are more Fleet than Good) <br>An Elephant before him lay, <br>That much encumber'd had the Way: <br>The Messenger, who's still in haste, <br>Wou'd fain have bow'd, and so have past; <br>When up arose th' unweildy Brute, <br>And wou'd repeat a late Dispute, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In which (he said) he'd gain'd the Prize <br>From a wild Boar of monstrous Size: <br>But Fame (quoth he) with all her Tongues, <br>Who Lawyers, Ladies, Soldiers wrongs, <br>Has, to my Disadvantage, told <br>An Action throughly Bright and Bold; <br>Has said, that I foul Play had us'd, <br>And with my Weight th' Opposer bruis'd; <br>Had laid my Trunk about his Brawn, <br>Before his Tushes cou'd be drawn; <br>Had stunn'd him with a hideous Roar, <br>And twenty-thousand Scandals more: <br>But I defy the Talk of Men, <br>Or Voice of Brutes in ev'ry Den; <br>Th' impartial Skies are all my Care, <br>And how it stands Recorded there. <br>Amongst you Gods, pray, What is thought? <br>Quoth Mercury–Then have you Fought! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Solicitous thus shou'd I be <br>For what's said of my Verse and Me; </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Or shou'd my Friends Excuses frame, <br>And beg the Criticks not to blame <br>(Since from a Female Hand it came) <br>Defects in Judgment, or in Wit; <br>They'd but reply - Then has she Writ! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Our Vanity we more betray, <br>In asking what the World will say, <br>Than if, in trivial Things like these, <br>We wait on the Event with ease; <br>Nor make long Prefaces, to show <br>What Men are not concern'd to know: <br>For still untouch'd how we succeed, <br>'Tis for themselves, not us, they Read; <br>Whilst that proceeding to requite, <br>We own (who in the Muse delight) <br>'Tis for our Selves, not them, we Write. <br>Betray'd by Solitude to try <br>Amusements, which the Prosp'rous fly; </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>And only to the Press repair, <br>To fix our scatter'd Papers there; <br>Tho' whilst our Labours are preserv'd, <br>The Printers may, indeed, be starv'd.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Anne+Kingsmill+Finch">Anne Kingsmill Finch</a><div class=q>
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(Whose Errands are more Fleet than Good) 
An Elephant before him lay, 
That much encumber'd had the Way: 
The Messenger, who's still in haste, 
Wou'd fain have bow'd, and so have past; 
When up arose th' unweild..."></div>
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