Well knowing ’tis but to attain
More ease, that they’re at so much pain.
And he’s more happy, none can doubt it,
Who’s easy without taking pains about it.”
Now rose the Hog, and with a grunt,
“Pleasure,” cry’d he, “they know nought on’t.
A life trail’d on in laziness
Can only suit a stupid Ass,
And fool’d away in Monkey mirth,
It’s really full as little worth;