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


  • It’s surely summer, for there’s a swallow:
  • Come one swallow, his mate will follow,
  • The bird race quicken and wheel and thicken.
  • Christina G. Rossetti.

  • True hope is swift, and flies with swallow’s wings;
  • Kings it makes gods, and meaner creatures kings.
  • Shakespeare.

  • When Autumn scatters his departing gleams,
  • Warned of approaching Winter, gathered, play
  • The swallow-people; and tossed wide around
  • O’er the calm sky, in convolution swift,
  • The feathered eddy floats; rejoicing once,
  • Ere to their wintry slumbers they retire.
  • Thomson.

  • But, old Swedish legends say,
  • Of all the birds upon that day,
  • The swallow felt the deepest grief,
  • And longed to give her Lord relief,
  • And chirped when any near would come,
  • “Hugswala swala swal honom!”
  • Meaning, as they who tell it deem,
  • Oh, cool, oh, cool and comfort Him!
  • Leland.

  • The swallow is come!
  • The swallow is come!
  • O, fair are the seasons, and light
  • Are the days that she brings,
  • With her dusky wings,
  • And her bosom snowy white!
  • Longfellow.