The woosel cock so black of hue,
With orange-tawny bill,
The throstle with his note so true,
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The woosel cock so black of hue,
With orange-tawny bill,
The throstle with his note so true,
The wren with little quill--
. . . .
The finch, the sparrow, and the lark,
The plain-song cuckoo grey,
Whose note full many a man doth mark,
And dares not answer nay.

To warm their little loves the birds complain.

To warm their little loves the birds complain.

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.]

Shoot all the bluejays you want, if you can hit 'em, but remember
it's a sin to kill a read more

Shoot all the bluejays you want, if you can hit 'em, but remember
it's a sin to kill a mockingbird.

Birdes of a feather will flocke togither.

Birdes of a feather will flocke togither.

Birds of a feather will gather together.

Birds of a feather will gather together.

I heard a bird so sing,
Whose music, to my thinking, pleased the king.

I heard a bird so sing,
Whose music, to my thinking, pleased the king.

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.

That byrd ys nat honest
That fylythe hys owne nest.

That byrd ys nat honest
That fylythe hys owne nest.