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Martlet: Quotations from Shakespearian Quotations

This guest of summer, The temple-hunting martlet, does approve, By his lov'd mansionry, that the heaven's breath, Smells wooingly here: no jutty, frieze, buttress,

continued. Nor coigne of 'vantage, but this bird hath made His pendent bed, and procreant cradle: Where they Most breed and haunt, I have observ'd the air Is delicate.— M. i. 6.

The martlet Builds in the weather on the outward wall, Even in the force and road of casualty.— M. V. ii. 9.