The Eagle and the Arrow

AN EAGLE sat on a lofty rock, watching the movements of a Hare

whom he sought to make his prey. An archer, who saw the Eagle

from a place of concealment, took an accurate aim and wounded him

mortally. The Eagle gave one look at the arrow that had entered

his heart and saw in that single glance that its feathers had

been furnished by himself. "It is a double grief to me," he

exclaimed, "that I should perish by an arrow feathered from my

own wings."

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