"Come, gentle death, and end my grief; Ye pretty birds ring forth my knell; Let robin redbreast be the chief To bury m…"

"No burial this pretty pair From any man receives, Till robin redbreast, piously, Did cover them with leaves."

"The robin and the wren Are God’s cock and hen; The martin and the swallow Are God’s mate and marrow."

"The tune is solemn, as if set To fit some doleful ditty; In lamentation for the Queen To move all hearts to pity. * *…"

"It was on the day when Lord Jesus felt his pain upon the bitter cross of wood that a small and tender bird, which had…"

"Said the Prior: 'God will help us In this hour of bitter loss.' Then, one spied a Robin Redbreast Sitting on a waysid…"

"A little robin sitting on a tree In doleful notes bewailed her tragedy."

"The woodman’s robin startles coy, Nor longer to his elbow comes, To peck, with hunger’s eager joy, ’Mong mossy stulps…"

"The redbreast oft, at evening hours, Shall kindly lend his little aid, With hoary moss, and gathered flowers, To deck…"

"“Ah, wretched me!” he loudly cried, “What is it I have done? O, would to the Powers above I’d dyed When thus I left h…"