Birds

1. A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.
                    -Cervantes, Don
                               Quixote

2. O thrush, your song is passing sweet,
    But never a song that you have sung
    Is half so sweet as thrushes sang
    When my dear love and I were young.
                              -William Morris, Other 
                                Days

3. Birds of a feather will flock together.
                          -Minsheu

4.         And the Raven, never flitting,
            Still is sitting, still is sitting
   On the pallid bust of Pallas
            Just above my chamber door;
            And his eyes have all the seeming
            Of a demon's that is dreaming,
   And the lamplight o'er him streaming
            Throws his shadow on the floor,
   And my soul from out that shadow,
            That lies floating on the floor,
            Shall be lifted----nevermore.
                         -POE, The Raven