Doves

And there my little doves did sitTo general Nature's deep delight.

— Doves

The thrustelcok made eek hir lay,She sang ful loude and cleere.

— Doves

As when the dove returning bore the markAnd the fair bearer of the message bless'd.

— Doves

Listen, sweet Dove, unto my song,Till it get wing, and flie away with Thee.

— Doves

See how that pair of billing dovesThe downy quiet of their nest.

— Doves

Oh that I had wings like a dove! for then would I fly away, and be at rest.

— Doves

And oft I heard the tender doveIn firry woodlands making moan.

— Doves

I heard a Stock-dove sing or sayThat was the song,—the song for me!

— Doves

Wood-pigeons cooed there, stock-doves nestled there;Their branches spread a city to the air.

— Doves

With his mouth full of newsWhich he will put on us, as pigeons feed their young.

— Doves

Thou pigeon-egg of discretion.

— Doves

This fellow pecks up wit as pigeons pease.

— Doves

The wood pigeon's voice is the glory of the garden.

— Doves

'Tis a bird I love, with its brooding note,He runs so close to the rapid wheel.

— Doves

The Dove,On silver pinions, winged her peaceful way.

— Doves

Not half so swift the trembling doves can fly,When thro' the clouds he drives the trembling doves.

— Doves

Anon, as patient as the female dove,His silence will sit drooping.

— Doves

The dove and very blessed spirit of peace.

— Doves

So shows a snowy dove trooping with crows.

— Doves