The Eagle bestowed upon the Cuckoo the rank of Nightingale. The Cuckoo, in her new rank, Seated importantly on an aspen, Set about displaying her musical talents; She looks — everyone flies away, Some laugh at her, others scold her. My Cuckoo was upset And hurries to the Eagle with a complaint against the birds. "Have mercy!" she says: "by your command I have been named a Nightingale in this forest; Yet they dare to laugh at my singing!" "My friend!" the Eagle replies: "I am a tsar, but I am not God. I cannot save you from your misfortune. I could make them honor the Cuckoo as a Nightingale; But I could not make the Cuckoo a Nightingale."
Fable
Fable No. 170 — “The Eagle Appointed the Cuckoo a Nightingale.”
The Eagle bestowed upon the Cuckoo the rank of Nightingale. The Cuckoo, in her new rank, Seated importantly on an aspen, Set about displaying her musical talents; She looks — everyone flies away, Some laugh at her, others scold her.
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