Jean de La Fontaine, Tales and Novels of J. de La Fontaine…
“ WITHOUT this timely help 'twas clear our wight Had ne'er survived the horrors of the night; The door was ope'd, and Reynold blessed the hand That gave relief, and stopt life's ebbing sand. His tale he told; got spirits, strength, and ease; In person tall, well made, and formed to please, He looked not like a novice in amour, Though young, and seeking shelter at a door. His want of dress and miserable state Raised shame indeed, and showed distress was great. Though LOVE be seen in Nature's pure array, No dirt appears, however you survey. ”
