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Some cawing Crows, a hooting Owl, / A Hawk, a Canary, an old Marsh-Fowl, / One day all meet together / To hold a caucus and settle the fate / Of a certain bird (without a mate), / A bird of another feather.
"My friends," said the Owl, with a look most wise, / "The Eagle is soaring too near the skies, / In a way that is quite improper; / Yet the world is praising her, so I'm told, / And I think her actions have grown so bold / That some of us ought to stop her."