A Most rapacious Eagle had his
eyrie on a
lofty rock. Sitting there,
he could watch
the movements of the animals he wished
to
make his prey, and, waiting his opportunity,
seize them and bear them away.
The poor creatures had no protection
from
such a foe. But an archer
saw him one day
watching from his place of concealment,
the
movements of an unsuspicious hare; and, tak-
ing aim, he wounded him mortally.
The Eagle gave one look at the
Arrow that
had entered his heart,
and saw that its
feathers had been
furnished by himself,
when descending to secure
prey.
"Ah!" he said, "it
is a double grief that I
should perish by an Arrow feathered
from my
own wing."
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