A Lark in a Net
A poor Lark enter'd into a miserable Expostulation with a Bird-Catcher, that had Taken her in his Net, and was just about to put her to Death. Alas, (says she) What am I to Die for now? I am no Thief; I have Stol'n neither GOld, nor Silver; but for making Bold with One Pitiful Grain of Corn am I now to Suffer.
'Tis to no Purpose to stand Reasoning, where the Adversary is both Party and Judge.