Attend this truth, and know for once,
That learning ne’er unmade the dunce.”
Fable XXVI.
The Conceited Fly.
’Twas in the charming month of May
(No matter, critics, for the day),
When Phœbus had his noon attain’d,
And in his blaze of glory reign’d;
A Fly as gay as e’er was seen,
Clad o’er in azure, jet, and green;