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A feather in hand is better then a bird in the ayre.
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A feather in hand is better then a bird in the ayre.
[A feather in hand is better than a bird in the air.]

by George Herbert Found in: Birds Quotes,
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Ghastly, grim, and ancient Raven, wandering from the Nightly
shore,--
Tell me what thy lordly name is on read more

Ghastly, grim, and ancient Raven, wandering from the Nightly
shore,--
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!
Quoth the Raven "Nevermore!"

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You must not think, sir, to catch old birds with chaff.

You must not think, sir, to catch old birds with chaff.

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Hear how the birds, on ev'ry blooming spray,
With joyous musick wake the dawning day.

Hear how the birds, on ev'ry blooming spray,
With joyous musick wake the dawning day.

by Alexander Pope Found in: Birds Quotes,
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I was always a lover of soft-winged things.

I was always a lover of soft-winged things.

by Victor Hugo Found in: Birds Quotes,
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That which prevents disagreeable flies from feeding on your
repast, was once the proud tail of a splendid bird.

That which prevents disagreeable flies from feeding on your
repast, was once the proud tail of a splendid bird.

by Marcus Valerius Martial Found in: Birds Quotes,
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That byrd ys nat honest
That fylythe hys owne nest.

That byrd ys nat honest
That fylythe hys owne nest.

by John Skelton Found in: Birds Quotes,
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Dame Nature's minstrels.

Dame Nature's minstrels.

by Bishop Gavin Douglas Found in: Birds Quotes,
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When the swallows homeward fly,
When the roses scattered lie,
When from neither hill or dale,
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When the swallows homeward fly,
When the roses scattered lie,
When from neither hill or dale,
Chants the silvery nightingale:
In these works my bleeding heart
Would to thee its brief impart;
When I thus thy image lose
Can I, ah! can I, e'er know repose?

by Karl Herrlossohn Found in: Birds Quotes,
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