Swallows

The martletEven in the force and road of casualty.

— Swallows

This guest of summer,The air is delicate.

— Swallows

Do you know why swallows build in the eaves of houses? It is to listen to the stories.

— Swallows

Down comes rain drop, bubble follows; Met to vote that autumn's gone.

— Swallows

But, as old Swedish legends say,Oh, cool, oh, cool and comfort Him!

— Swallows

The swallow is come! And her bosom snowy white!

— Swallows

One swallowe proveth not that summer is neare.

— Swallows

It's surely summer, for there's a swallow:The bird rare quicken and wheel and thicken.

— Swallows

There goes the swallow,—Look back swallow, turn back swallow, stop swallow.

— Swallows

The swallow follows not summer more willing than we your lordship.

— Swallows

Now to the Goths as swift as swallow flies.

— Swallows

The swallow sweepsThe slimy pool, to build his hanging house.

— Swallows

When autumn scatters his departing gleams,Ere to their wintry slumbers they retire.

— Swallows