A Wild Ass and a Tame Ass

As a Tame Ass was Airing himself in a Pleasant Meadow, with a Coat and Carcase in very good Plight, up comes a Wild One to him from the next Wood, with this short Greeting. Brother (says he) I envy your Happiness; and so he left him: It was his Hap some short time after this Encounter, to see his Tame Brother Groaning under an Unmerciful Pack, and a Fellow at his Heels Goading him forward. He rounds him in the Ear upon't, and Whispers him, My Friend (says he) your Condition is not, I perceive, what I took it to be, for a Body may buy Gold too Dear: And I am not for Purchasing good Looks and Provender at this Rate.