Season

1 Spring|      secret holes and nooks ~Crows, ravens, magpies, owls sailed
2 Spring|    owl - ~The ravens and the crows, and their pals, the magpies - ~
3 Autumn|      merriment is gone! ~The crows alone sing praise to the
4 Winter|  shoot down at least a dozen crows. ~Durakas, a dull boy, obeying
5 Winter|      Docys and his abhorrent crows. ~The chief and all his
6 Winter| Shoot down a couple of black crows for my own meal?~Does not
7 Winter|      enough that I bring you crows' legs, ~As ev'ry boor each
8 Winter|    for frying some few pesky crows. ~For ye, O noble lords,
9 Winter| shoots down for frying nasty crows, ~And in a smudgy pipkin