|Hoyt & Roberts, comps. Hoyts New Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations. 1922.|
|Tell me not of joy: theres none|
Now my little sparrows gone;
He, just as you,
Would toy and woo,
He would chirp and flatter me,
He would hang the wing awhile,
Till at length he saw me smile,
Lord! how sullen he would be!
Wm. CartwrightLesbia and the Sparrow.
|The sparrows chirped as if they still were proud|
Their race in Holy Writ should mentioned be.
LongfellowTales of a Wayside Inn. The Poets Tale. The Birds of Killingworth. St. 2.
|The hedge-sparrow fed the cuckoo so long,|
That it had it head bit off by it young.
King Lear. Act I. Sc. 4. L. 235.
|Behold, within the leafy shade,|
Those bright blue eggs together laid!
On me the chance-discovered sight
Gleamed like a vision of delight.
WordsworthThe Sparrows Nest.