A prodigal young Fellow that had sold his Clothes to his very Shirt, upon the Sight of a Swallow that came before her Time, made Account that Summer was now at Hand, and away went that too. There happen’d after this, a Fit of bitter cold Weather, that almost starv’d the Bird and the Spendthrift. Well (says the Fellow to himself) this Sot of a Swallow has been the Ruin of us both.
Extraordinary Cases are excepted out of the general Rules of Life: So that irregular Accidents and Instances are not to be drawn into President.Source:
L'Estrange 126.
Click here for a
SLIDESHOW of all the Bewick images. Look closely to see the dead swallow!
M0489 Perry169
No comments:
Post a Comment