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IN the assembly of birdes, the Eagle sayde that he would choose the yong ones of other birds to serue in his court: and when euery one stroue to preferre his owne, the Owle sayd: I pray thée (O Quéene) receiue mine, which in beautie passe all the rest: why (quod the Egle) what beautie are thy sonnes of? The Owle answered: Of the same that I my selfe am. Then all the Birdes laughed excéedingly.
MOR. No childe is so deformed, which to his parentes seemeth not faire.