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To The Editor.
by the Royal Exchange , he saw this good man ' s carriage standing there , on which he read " Never despair . " Pie considered the admonition as addressed to himself ; he laid aside his purpose for the moment ; his affairs took a sudden favourable turn ; he by degrees got himself established in a lucrative employment , and is since dead , possessed of an ample fortune , the acquisition of which he always imputed , under the divine blessing , to this incidental circumstance . AMICUS .
The Worm And Butterfly.
THE WORM AND BUTTERFLY .
FOR THE FREEMASONS * MAGAZINE .
A FABLE . A Gay Butterfly , in the month of May , as he was fluttering upon the top of a honeysuckle , spied a Worm crawling up a small twig : Alas ! said the Butterfly , poor reptile , thou hast had a sore toil to get up thus hihand art now more exposed to danger
g , than when thou keptst thyself snug under a cabbage-leaf . That I feel to my sad experience , replied the Worm , for much toil and danger have I had in getting hither , almost run through the body by the prickles of the sweet brier , and nearly lashed to death by twigs when beat about by the wind ; and now I feel myself exposed to be picked up by every bird that flies over my head : but under the
cabbageleaf I lived in obscurity ; and though , to own the truth , the cabbage was a sweeter food than any 1 have tasted since I left it , yet I was ambitious to climb up higher , that I mi g ht see more of this world I have got into . And what have you seen , said the Butterfly , to compensate all this trouble ? Nothing , said the Worm , but that , whether I am high or low , I am a reptile still ; and I cannot conceive for what purpose such creatures as we are should be here , to drag out so
uneasy ancl painful a life , and yet be so anxious to preserve it ; had I wings like you , to fly about , to bask in the sun , to fly from one flower to another , and sip the early dew , and chuse what place I please to retire to when darkness comes , a life such as that would be worth preserving . Your complaints are just , replied the Butterfly ; I have experienced your distress ; for last year I was such as you , and made the same moan . At the approach of winter , I wrapt myself in a
beech-leaf , spun myself a clothing of wool , and prepared to pass the cold weaiher in the best manner I could : the leaf , my habitation ; dropt from the tree it grew upon : the snow fell , and frost bound me to the ground : in this dark and lonesome habitation I lay till a few days ago , that I found I had power to cut through my prison , and to my great surprise found myself changed from what you are , to what I am now . —I wish , said the Worm , that 1 could believe you . I am afraid you onl y tell me this to flatter me , and to makerne contented
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To The Editor.
by the Royal Exchange , he saw this good man ' s carriage standing there , on which he read " Never despair . " Pie considered the admonition as addressed to himself ; he laid aside his purpose for the moment ; his affairs took a sudden favourable turn ; he by degrees got himself established in a lucrative employment , and is since dead , possessed of an ample fortune , the acquisition of which he always imputed , under the divine blessing , to this incidental circumstance . AMICUS .
The Worm And Butterfly.
THE WORM AND BUTTERFLY .
FOR THE FREEMASONS * MAGAZINE .
A FABLE . A Gay Butterfly , in the month of May , as he was fluttering upon the top of a honeysuckle , spied a Worm crawling up a small twig : Alas ! said the Butterfly , poor reptile , thou hast had a sore toil to get up thus hihand art now more exposed to danger
g , than when thou keptst thyself snug under a cabbage-leaf . That I feel to my sad experience , replied the Worm , for much toil and danger have I had in getting hither , almost run through the body by the prickles of the sweet brier , and nearly lashed to death by twigs when beat about by the wind ; and now I feel myself exposed to be picked up by every bird that flies over my head : but under the
cabbageleaf I lived in obscurity ; and though , to own the truth , the cabbage was a sweeter food than any 1 have tasted since I left it , yet I was ambitious to climb up higher , that I mi g ht see more of this world I have got into . And what have you seen , said the Butterfly , to compensate all this trouble ? Nothing , said the Worm , but that , whether I am high or low , I am a reptile still ; and I cannot conceive for what purpose such creatures as we are should be here , to drag out so
uneasy ancl painful a life , and yet be so anxious to preserve it ; had I wings like you , to fly about , to bask in the sun , to fly from one flower to another , and sip the early dew , and chuse what place I please to retire to when darkness comes , a life such as that would be worth preserving . Your complaints are just , replied the Butterfly ; I have experienced your distress ; for last year I was such as you , and made the same moan . At the approach of winter , I wrapt myself in a
beech-leaf , spun myself a clothing of wool , and prepared to pass the cold weaiher in the best manner I could : the leaf , my habitation ; dropt from the tree it grew upon : the snow fell , and frost bound me to the ground : in this dark and lonesome habitation I lay till a few days ago , that I found I had power to cut through my prison , and to my great surprise found myself changed from what you are , to what I am now . —I wish , said the Worm , that 1 could believe you . I am afraid you onl y tell me this to flatter me , and to makerne contented