'Twas now the month in which the world began (If March beheld the first created man): And since the vernal equinox, the Sun, In Aries, twelve degrees, or more, had run; When casting up his eyes against the light, Both month, and day, and hour, he measur'd right; And told more truly than th' Ephemeris: For Art may err, but Nature cannot miss. Thus numbering times and seasons in his breast, His second crowing the third hour confess'd.
Work! work! work! While the cock is crowing aloof! And work work work, Till the stars shine through the roof!thomas hood
Sans doute Je peux apprendre à coqueriquer: je glougloute. Without doubt I can teach crowing: for I gobble.edmond rostand
Far off I hear the crowing of the cocks, And through the opening door that time unlocks Feel the fresh breathing of To-morrow creep.Henry Wadsworth Longfellow