Fool that I was, upon my eagle's wings I bore this wren, till I was tired with soaring, and now he mounts above me.


The Dramatick Works of John Dryden, Esq. in Six Volumes (ed. 1763)


Fool that I was, upon my eagle's wings I bore this wren, till I was tired with soaring, and now he mounts above me.

Fool that I was, upon my eagle's wings I bore this wren, till I was tired with soaring, and now he mounts above me.

Fool that I was, upon my eagle's wings I bore this wren, till I was tired with soaring, and now he mounts above me.

Fool that I was, upon my eagle's wings I bore this wren, till I was tired with soaring, and now he mounts above me.