A Man took an Eagle, pelted her Wings, and put her among his Hens. Some body came and brought this and presently new feather’d her. She made a Flight at a Hare, truss’d it, and brought it to her Benefactor. A Fox perceiving this, came and gave the Man a piece of good Counsel. Have a care, says Reynard, of putting too much Confidence in this Eagle; for she’ll go near, one time or other else, to take you for a Hare. Upon this Advice the Man plum’d the Eagle once again.
Persons and Humours may be jumbled and disguis’d; but Nature is like Quicksilver, that will never be kill’d.