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A serpent watched an eagle gain
On soaring wings, a mountain height,
And envied him, and crawled with pain
To where he saw the bird alight.

So fickle fortune oftentimes
Befriends the cunning and the base,
And many a grovelling reptile climbs
Up to the eagle's lofty place.
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