A _Cuckow_ and a _Hawk_.
By the Beak, and the Claws of a _Cuckow_, one would take her for a kind
of _Hawk_; only the One Lives upon Worms, and the Other upon Flesh:
Insomuch that a _Hawk_ Twitted a _Cuckow_ One Day with her course way
of Feeding. If you’ll _Look_ like a _Hawk_, Why don’t you _Live_ like
a _Hawk_? The Cuckow took This a little in Dudgeon; but passing by a
_Pigeon-House_ some short time after, what should she see but the Skin of
This very _Hawk_ upon a Pole, on the Top of the _Dove-House_: Well! says
the _Cuckow_ (in Conceit) to the _Hawk_, and had not you as good have
been Eating _Worms_ now, as _Pigeons_.
The MORAL.
_Pride is an Abomination in the Sight of God, and the Judgment is Just
upon us, when the Subject of our Vanity becomes the Occasion of our
Ruine._