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Amid thy desert-walks the lapwing flies,And tires their echoes with unvaried cries.

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For look where Beatrice, like a lapwing, runsClose by the ground, to near our conference.

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Then from the neighboring thicket the mocking-bird, wildest of singers,That the whole air and the woods and the waves seemed silent to listen.

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Winged mimic of the woods! thou motley fool!Arch-mocker and mad abbot of misrule!

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Is it for thee the linnet pours his throat?Loves of his own, and raptures swell the note.

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Perch'd on the cedar's topmost bough, Some artless linnet sings.

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I do sing because I must,And pipe but as the linnets sing.

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Linnets * * * sitOn the dead tree, a dull despondent flock.

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Hail to thee, far above the rest And this is thy dominion.

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Now more than ever seems it rich to die,In ancient days by emperor and clown:

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Ah, nut-brown partridges! Ah, brilliant pheasants!And ah, ye poachers!—'Tis no sport for peasants.

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Or have you mark'd a partridge quake, Nor would she stay; nor dares she fly.

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Who finds the partridge in the puttock's nest,Although the kite soar with unbloodied beak?

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Like as a feareful partridge, that is fleddWith greedy jawes her ready for to teare.

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Fesaunt excedeth all fowles in sweetnesse and holsomnesse, and is equall to capon in nourishynge.

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The fesant hens of Colchis, which have two ears as it were consisting of feathers, which they will set up and lay down as they list.

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See! from the brake the whirring pheasant springs,Flutters in blood, and panting beats the ground.

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In jalousie I rede eek thou hym byndeAnd thou shalt make him couche as doeth a quaille.

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The song-birds leave us at the summer's close,And pipings of the quail among the sheaves.

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An honest fellow enough, and one that loves quails.

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Those Rooks, dear, from morning till night,And wrangle and jangle, and plunder.

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Invite the rook who high amid the boughs,And ceaseless caws amusive.

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Where in venerable rowsWreath their capacious nests anew.

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Across the narrow beach we flit, One little sand-piper and I.

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Tell me not of joy: there's noneLord! how sullen he would be!

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The sparrows chirped as if they still were proudTheir race in Holy Writ should mentioned be.

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The hedge-sparrow fed the cuckoo so long,That it had it head bit off by it young.

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Behold, within the leafy shade,Gleamed like a vision of delight.

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An aged thrush, frail, gaunt, and small,And I was unaware.

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Could the whip-poor-will or the cat of the glen/Look into my eyes and be bold?

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The moan of the whip-poor-will from the hillside; the boding cry of the tree-toad, that harbinger of storm; the dreary hooting of the screech-owl.

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Where deep and misty shadows floatArt thou, mysterious whip-poor-will.

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And then the wren gan scippen and to daunce.

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I took the wren's nest;—Hung idly in the summer air.

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For the poor wren.Her young ones in her nest, against the owl.

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Thus the fable tells us, that the wren mounted as high as the eagle, by getting upon his back.

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Among the dwellings framed by birds In snugness may compare.

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Birds of a feather will gather together.

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A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.

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

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

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Thou little bird, thou dweller by the sea,Through this fair land rejoice!

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Bird on the horizon, sittin' on a fenceSingin' just for you

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Observe intently the birds of heaven, because they do not sow seed or reap or gather into storehouses; still YOUR heavenly Father feeds them. Are YOU not worth more than they are?

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I am the mistress, so let my birds assemble for me where the sheaves are gathered!Let every bird without a name bring offerings!

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A little bird told me.

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There are people who love birds so much they free them. There are others who love them so much they cage them.

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I do not be\xadlieve birds deserve to be put in a taxo\xadnomic class separate from dinosaurs.

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The dinosaurs are not extinct. The colorful and successful diversity of the living birds is a continuing expression of basic dinosaur biology.

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The more that we learn about these animals the more we find that there is basically no difference between birds and their closely related dinosaur ancestors like velociraptor. Both have wishbones, brooded their nests, possess hollow bones, and were covered in feathers. If animals like velociraptor were alive today our first impression would be that they were just very unusual looking birds.

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If not for the long tail, one might mistake a theropod for a big, toothy, marauding bird in the dark. That theropods are birdlike is logical, since birds are their closest living relatives. Remember that next time you eat a drumstick or scramble some eggs.

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From nesting, brooding and sex, to metabolism, development and even the diseases that afflicted them, many of the traits found in birds today were inherited from the dinosaurs. The boundary between dinosaurs and birds has become utterly blurred.

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Dame Nature's minstrels.

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A bird of the air shall carry the voice, and that which hath wings shall tell the matter.

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To warm their little loves the birds complain.

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A feather in hand is better than a bird in the air.

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Better one byrde in hand than ten in the wood.

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The nightingale has a lyre of gold, Our hearts and lips together.

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When the swallows homeward fly,Can I, ah! can I, e'er know repose?

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I was always a lover of soft-winged things.

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Do you ne'er think what wondrous beings these? Sweeter than instrument of man e'er caught!

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

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Birdes of a feather will flocke togither.

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Every bird that upwards swingsBears the Cross upon its wings.

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

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

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That byrd ys nat honestThat fylythe hys owne nest.

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

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How joyously the young sea-mewBut shadows ever man pursue.

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Vainly the fowler's eye Thy figure floats along.

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Up and down! Up and down!At once o'er the waves on their stormy wing!

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Between two seas the sea-bird's wing makes halt,High-domed of morning.

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And a good south wind sprung up behind, I shot the Albatross."

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Great albatross!—the meanest birds E'en sleeping on the wing.

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Those golden birds that, in the spice-time, dropBuild their high nests of budding cinnamon.

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The voice of the duck is the glory of the marshes.

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Bird of the amber beak,And unto Song betrothed.

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The francolin's voice is the glory of the fields.

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The Jackdaw sat in the Cardinal's chair!Than the Cardinal Lord Archbishop of Rheims.

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An old miser kept a tame jackdaw, that used to steal pieces of money, and hide them in a hole, which a cat observing, asked, "Why he would hoard up those round shining things that he could make no use of?" "Why," said the jackdaw, "my master has a whole chestfull, and makes no more use of them than I do."

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What, is the jay more precious than the lark, Because his feathers are more beautiful?

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Changed to a lapwing by th' avenging god,The lofty palace then his own no more.

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The false lapwynge, full of trecherye.

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