"Fine feathers," Jack thought, "make fine fowls;
I'll be envied of bats & of owls:"
But the peacocks' proud eyes
Saw through his disguise,
And Jack fled the assembly of fowls.
Borrowed Plumes Are Soon Discovered
The Vain Jackdaw
Walter Crane
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