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The Eagle.

From all the flocke of fliyng fowles
I beare away the bell:
I mount vp to the clusteryng clowdes,
I feare no lightnyngs fell.
Ioues iolly armiger am I,
as Poets pennes haue told:
Among all fethered foules am I,
the goodliest to behold.
Gay gallaunt golden Ganimed,
(in tallents clinched fast)
I carryed vnto Ioue on hye,
of whom he was embrast.
No byrd, no fowle there is, that dare
compare with mee to fly:
The Eagle onely seruaunt is,
to thundryng Ioue on hie.