Lit on a rock. While perching there,
A hunter, on the watch for game,
Spied him and taking careful aim
Shot from his bow a winged dart
That pierced the Eagle thro' the heart.
As from his side he strove to draw
The dart, the stricken creature saw
Its feather came from his own wing.
"Alas! Death has a double sting!"
Cried he, "for all too late I know
'Tis my own Pride that lays me low!"
Source: Herford Aesop 14.
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