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Canary light of oil lamps
Vultures are the most righteous of birds: they do not attack even the smallest living creature.
Though what bird in the best of circumstances does not look a little stricken?
So you're the Pigeon, huh?"
"No," I snapped. "I have a name."
He seemed amused at the way I regarded him, which only served to make me angrier.
"Well? What is it?" he asked.
I took a bite of the last apple spear on my plate, ignoring him.
"Pigeon it is, then," he shrugged.
... if you give it wings, it wants to fly away.
The sparrow that is twittering on the edge of my balcony is calling up to me this moment a world of memories that reach over half my lifetime, and a world of hope that stretches farther than any flight of sparrows.
My sparrow, she flickers and wakes and sings and sings.
Peregrine Falcon This is a large falcon about the size of a crow.
There will be a bird today. It will be white with streaks of gold like a crown atop its head. It will fly.
The behavior of the pigeon
is beyond reproach,
but the mountain cuckoo?
A little roving, solitary thing.
This is the weather the cuckoo likes,
And so do I;
When showers betumble the chestnut spikes,
And nestlings fly
I see at intervals the glance of a curious sort of bird through the close set bars of a cage: a vivid, restless, resolute captive is there; were it but free, it would soar cloud-high.
The simple bird has the freedom to fly anywhere, and yet here we stay
A late lark twitters from the quiet skies.
The bisy larke, messager of day.
Batman: One more thing. When you find something out, you can call me on this.
Commissioner Gordan: A cell phone with one button?
Batman: A bat signal.
Commissioner Gordan: Christ. He actually put a bat on it.
She's cuckoo, laying her egg in my nest.
You look like the cat that ate the canary."
"As a vegetarian, I object to that metaphor."
Scout grinned teethily at me. "As a carnivore, I object to your pickines. Now spill the goods."
-Scout and Lily
Who will not change a raven for a dove?
This thing is for the birds. My goodness, how do you work this thing? Oh-" she said noticing me and Siva. "It works."
Tammi (Sloane's mom)
No more birds for me."
"I like birds," I said.
"I've given them up. You saved my life."
"I told you. I didn't do it on purpose.
The call of the yellow-billed cuckoo of North America is often mistaken for a bloodhound drinking a bowl of milk. He goes coulp coulp coulp.
I'm a jencel bird," Kalen told her.
O Cuckoo! shall I call thee bird, Or but a wandering voice?
Cottleston, Cottleston, Cottleston Pie,
A fly can't bird, but a bird can fly.
Ask me a riddle and I reply:
Cottleston, Cottleston, Cottleston Pie.
If anything was home in this wreck of a world it was Avian.
The butcher bird makes its noise
And asks you to agree
With its brutal nesting habits
And its pointless savagery
Now, the nightingale sings to you
And raises up the ante
I put one hand on your round ripe heart
And the other down your panties
Raven." There was a long pause as Ronan regarded his hand. "Maybe a crow. But I doubt it. I ... yeah, seriously doubt it. Corvus corax."
Even drunk, Ronan knew the Latin name for the common raven.
Not an angel of the air,
Bird melodious or bird fair,
Be absent hence!
Sweet bird, that shun the noise of folly, most musical, most melancholy!
My lady's sparrow is dead, the sparrow which was my lady's delight
A Tribute to the Kite ...
Oh such joy what a splendor has never
been heard, of a string that would lend you the wings of a bird.
Egg-sucking son of a porcupine!
The cage door opened and the cuckoo bird fell, fell, fell, until finally her stunted wings opened, and she found that she could fly.
The greater koa finch, an innocuous member of the honeycreeper family, lurked shyly in the canopies of koa trees, but if someone imitated its song it would abandon its cover at once and fly down in a show of welcome.
Bentley is a good bee with a shaky sense of direction and an appetite for mayhem. Just don't call him a drone. He hates that.
Eggs is a kind of a plucky, brave 11-year-old boy who thinks he is a boxtroll. And he's kind of one of these mythological feral children who are raised in isolation of humanity and, by virtue of that, have a deeper connection to humanity because they've been raised away from the poisons of society.
Nothing in the world is quite as adorably lovely as a robin when he shows off and they are nearly always doing it.
You're just an empty cage girl, if you kill the bird.
Lend me your wings, bird. I'll spread them and fly on the thermals.
Remember, this is the time of the cockatrice. It has hatched from its egg. So who now dares say what will be?
Some accidental frequency in the siren had lit a gene like a flare in their rib cages, freeing them - for what greater freedom could there be than to forget your home?
One sparrow is worth a thousand gulls,
When it sings. The gull sits on chimney-tops.
He mocks the guinea, challenges
The crow, inciting various modes.
The sparrow requites one, without intent.
Sun-struck,
stuck in mid tropic strut, it sometimes stands
as if considering how to cool avian plastic,
dive into the mown lagoon of lawn;
how take flight on dayglow flap-
doodle wings, no matter
if it is ball-bald going nowhere fast.
You can't soar like an eagle and crap like a canary.
What is a bird if it can't fly? It might as well be a cockroach.
You'll know what kind of bird I am when I fly over you.
That bird is too clever by half.
A bird is safe in its nest - but that is not what its wings are made for.
misbegotten cockwaffle.
Who told you I was called Carl David?" "A little bird, Monsieur." "Does it fly from me to you? Then one can tie a message under its wing when needful.
Everyone in me is a bird
I am beating all my wings
I share my name with an aerobatic bird that can whiz across a whole summer sky in seconds. A swift is so equipped for speed that it can scarcely cope with being stationary.
Sqwaak!" from Fletcher, the environmental crime fighting parrot in The Big Belch graphic novel by Kay Wood.
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The breed is more than the pasture. As you know, the cuckoo lays her eggs in any bird's nest; it may be hatched among blackbirds or robins or thrushes, but it is always a cuckoo ... a man cannot deliver himself from his ancestors.
Stay, little cheerful Robin! stay, And at my casement sing, Though it should prove a farewell lay And this our parting spring. * * * * * Then, little Bird, this boon confer, Come, and my requiem sing, Nor fail to be the harbinger Of everlasting spring.
May sun finches warble sweet melodies in his ear,
What: is the jay more precious than the lark because his feathers are more beautiful?
Robin is a handsome ephebic boy, usually shown in his uniform with bare legs. He is buoyant with energy and devoted to nothing on earth or in interplanetary space as much as to Bruce Wayne. He often stands with his legs spread, the genital region discreetly evident.
A hanged sparrow! Who would ever think of hanging a sparrow? It's like flavoring borscht with two mushrooms instead of just one - it's too much!
Is this a trial of thoughts, or of kittens?' demanded the Woggle-Bug.
'It's a trial of one kitten,' replied the Scarecrow; 'but your manner is a trial to us all.
That's what the cat said to the canary when he swallowed him - 'You'll be all right.'
chickaree coffee.
The hens they all cackle, the roosters all beg,
But I will not hatch, I will not hatch.
For I hear all the talk of pollution and war
As the people all shout and the airplane roar,
So I'm staying in here where it's safe and it's warm,
And I WILL NOT HATCH!
If the cuckoo does not sing, kill it.
Butterflies,
the embodiment of myth,
the articulation of the past,
first for the elite,
then for the rest of us.
Sometimes goldfinches one by one will drop From low hung branches; little space they stop; But sip, and twitter, and their feathers sleek; Then off at once, as in a wanton freak: Or perhaps, to show their black, and golden wings Pausing upon their yellow flutterings.
You have escaped the cage. Your wings are stretched out. Now fly.
[Pigeons are] rats with wings.
She - come to think of it, she was kind of like a bird herself - real sweet and pretty, but kind of timid and - fluttery.
Had his brain been constructed of silk, he would have been hard put to it to find sufficient material to make a canary a pair of cami-knickers.
Amanda took the torn page from Maniac. To her, it was the broken wing of a bird, a pet out in the rain.
Cockmotherhumpershitpissbodoinkeewacker,
the butterfly of Christmastown?
It took only one gunshot. His brother and the canary were silenced forever, in front of his eyes ...
Feathers needed, swan preferred.
I am only a sparrow amongst a great flock of sparrows.
The siren heralds a friend, the bee a stranger.
pocket lizard licker.
Phoenix, n.
The classical prototype of the modern 'small hot bird.'
Raffe throws me a dirty look. He bends over and swipes his arm behind my knees, lifting me up in his embrace.
'I can go with one of the locusts.' I stiffen in his arms and try to lean as far away from him as I can.
'The hell you will.' He runs a couple of steps before spreading his wings.
Fo lo, the gentil kind of the lioun! For when a flye offendeth him or byteth, He with his tayl awey the flye smyteth Al esily, for, of his genterye, Him deyneth net to wreke him on a flye, As cloth a curre or elles another beste.
The pigeon here is a beautiful bird, of a delicate bronze colour, tinged with pink about the neck, and the wings marked with green and purple.
I am a bird of God's garden
and I do not belong to this dusty world
For a day or two they have put me here
in this cage of my own body
I did not come here of my own
I will not return of my own
to my own country.
In the half-light through the drawn curtains she sits on her perch, relaxed, hooded, extraordinary. Formidable talons, wicked, curved black beak, sleek, cafe-au-lait front streaked thickly with cocoa-coloured teardrops, looking for all the world like some cappuccino samurai.
Caxtons are mechanical birds with many wings And some are treasured for their markings - They cause the eyes to melt Or the body to shriek without pain.
The garrulous parrot
Please stay with your mouth shut.
The thrush in the willow grove
Has promised to sing a song for me
More than the aspirations of an innocuous bird inside a cage, its the story of the cage that fascinates.
Freebird, the mantra of the moron.
Shoot the Wendybird!
Is this chicken or is this fish?
Armageddon chickens.
Healthy parakeets have the nervous energy of tennis players.
In a twilight garden, when a brown nightingale starts singing, what is left to a blonde chicken is to remain silent.
What is the extinction of a condor to a child who has never seen a wren?
It would be wrong to describe Fennel as courageous as it would be wrong to describe a leopard as courageous.It runs when it can but when cornered turns to be one of the dangerous and vicious of all jungle beasts.
The vulture is a patient bird.
James hadley chase.
No human being can go on living in the same house with a pigeon, a pigeon is the epitomy of chaos and anarchy, a pigeon that whizzes around unpredictably, that sets it's claws in you, picks at your eyes..
Have you heard a cuckoo yet?" I asked Steapa. "Not yet." "It's time to go," I said, "unless you want to kill me?" "Maybe later," Steapa said, "but for the moment I'll fight beside you." And