Hoyt & Roberts, comps. Hoyt’s New Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations. 1922.
Crow
To shoot at crows is powder flung away.
Gay. Ep. IV. Last line.
Only last night he felt deadly sick, and, after a great deal of pain, two black crows flew out of his mouth and took wing from the room.
Gesta Romanorum—Tale XLV.
Even the blackest of them all, the crow,
Renders good service as your man-at-arms,
Crushing the beetle in his coat of mail.
And crying havoc on the slug and snail.
Longfellow—Tales of a Wayside Inn. The Poet’s Tale. Birds of Killingworth. St. 19.
Light thickens; and the crow
Makes wing to the rooky wood.
Macbeth. Act III. Sc. 2. L. 49.
The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark
When neither is attended.
Merchant of Venice. Act V. Sc. 1. L. 102.
As the many-winter’d crow that leads the clanging rookery home.
Tennyson—Locksley Hall. St. 34.