This happy mother met one day,
A book of fables writ by Gay;
And told her children, here's treasure,
A fund of wisdom, and of pleasure.
Such decency! such elegance!
Such morals! such exalted sense!
Well has the poet found the art,
To raise the mind, and mend the heart.
Her favourite boy the author seiz'd,
And as he read, seem'd highly pleas'd;