The Salt, refresh’d by shaking up,
At night did with his master sup:
The Pepper, Tom assign’d his lot
With vinegar, and mustard pot:
A fop with bites and sharpers join’d,
And, to the side-board, well confin’d.
Fable XXIV.
The Sheep and the Bramble-Bush.
A thick-twisted brake in the time of a storm,