33 Of a Pecocke spoyled of his feathers by a Souldiour.
A Pecocke boasted to a Souldiour that had decked his hatte with Estrich feathers, that
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A Pecocke boasted to a Souldiour that had decked his hatte with Estrich feathers, that
she had much fayrer feathers: and to verifie hir saying, shée spreade abroade hir tayle: The Souldiour therewith béeing enamored, caughte and spoyled hir, wherwith to decke his helmet: Then the Pecocke sayde to hir selfe: wo is me wretch and foole, to shew so precious a thing to a spoyler, which I ought to haue kept close.
MOR. By boasting of precious things many are stirred to become theeues.