I was always a lover of soft-winged things.

I was always a lover of soft-winged things.

He is a fool who lets slip a bird in the hand for a bird in the
bush.

He is a fool who lets slip a bird in the hand for a bird in the
bush.

Never look for birds of this year in the nests of the last.

Never look for birds of this year in the nests of the last.

To warm their little loves the birds complain.

To warm their little loves the birds complain.

The bird
That glads the night had cheer'd the listening groves with sweet
complainings.

The bird
That glads the night had cheer'd the listening groves with sweet
complainings.

That byrd ys nat honest
That fylythe hys owne nest.

That byrd ys nat honest
That fylythe hys owne nest.

Do you ne'er think what wondrous beings these?
Do you ne'er think who made them, and who taught
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Do you ne'er think what wondrous beings these?
Do you ne'er think who made them, and who taught
The dialect they speak, where melodies
Alone are the interpreters of thought?
Whose household words are songs in many keys,
Sweeter than instrument of man e'er caught!
- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow,

Birds of a feather will gather together.

Birds of a feather will gather together.

Better one byrde in hand than ten in the wood.

Better one byrde in hand than ten in the wood.