C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917.

Crow

To shoot at crows is powder flung away.

Gay.

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.

If the old shower-foretelling crow
Croak not her boding note in vain,
To-morrow’s eastern storm shall strow
The woods with leaves, with weeds the main.

Francis Horace.

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