鹰与二十只鹅

I have twenty geese about the house that eat mash out of a trough, and of which I am exceedingly fond. I dreamed that a great eagle came swooping down from a mountain, and dug his curved beak into the neck of each of them till he had killed them all. Presently he soared off into the sky… Then he came back again, and perching on a projecting rafter spoke to me with human voice, and told me to leave off crying.