If it be so that common things Can fledge your fancy with fast wings; If you the language can translate Of lowly life, and make it great, And can the beauty understand That dignifies a toil-worn hand, Look in this halo, and see how The homely seems transfigured now At early candle-lighting.
"Songs Ysame"
Annie Fellows Johnston Albion Fellows Bacon
I've watched 'em break shell an' come out an' fledge an' learn to fly an' begin to sing, till I think I'm one of 'em.
"The Secret Garden"
Frances Hodgson Burnett
Birds quick to fledge and fly at call Are quick to fall.
"Poems & Ballads (First Series)"
Algernon Charles Swinburne