An eagle sat atop a rock, looking for a hare to hunt. Someone shot him with an arrow, which pierced his body, leaving the notched end and its feathers before his eyes. Seeing this, he said, “This adds yet another sorrow to my fate: to die by my own feathers.” The fable shows how terrible it is to be endangered by what is one’s own.
Ὑπεράνωθεν πέτρας ἀετὸς ἐκαθέζετο, λαγωὸν θηρεῦσαι ζητῶν. Τοῦτον δέ τις ἔβαλε τοξεύσας· καὶ τὸ μὲν βέλος ἐντὸς αὐτοῦ εἰσῆλθεν, ἡ δὲ γλυφὶς σὺν τοῖς πτεροῖς πρὸ τῶν ὀφθαλμῶν εἱστήκει. Ὁ δὲ ἰδὼν ἔφη· „καὶ τοῦτό μοι ἑτέρα λύπη, τὸ τοῖς ἰδίοις πτεροῖς ἐναποθνήσκειν.“
Ὁ μῦθος δηλοῖ, ὅτι δεινόν ἐστιν, ὅταν τις ἐκ τῶν ἰδίων κινδυνεύσῃ.
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