Quotes

Quotes about Sparrows

Cupid and my Campaspe play'd
At cards for kisses: Cupid paid.
He stakes his quiver, bow, and arrows,
His mother's doves, and team of sparrows:
Loses them too. Then down he throws
The coral of his lip, the rose
Growing on's cheek (but none knows how);
With these, the crystal of his brow,
And then the dimple on his chin:
All these did my Campaspe win.
At last he set her both his eyes:
She won, and Cupid blind did rise.
O Love! has she done this to thee?
What shall, alas! become of me?

John Lyly

As boys do sparrows, with flinging salt upon their tails.

Jonathan Swift

When sparrows build and the leaves break forth My old sorrow wakes and cries.

Jean Ingelow

The sparrows chirped as if they still were proud Their race in Holy Writ should mentioned be. - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow,

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow