• John Dryden 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.
    John Dryden
    English poet and playwright 1631-1700
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John Dryden - 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. by : John Dryden
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rose-black 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.
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