Quick as a humming bird is my love, Dipping into the hearts of flowers She darts so eagerly, swiftly, sweetly Dipping into the flowers of my heart. James OppenheimQuick as a Humming Bird.
And the humming-bird that hung Like a jewel up among The tilted honeysuckle horns They mesmerized and swung In the palpitating air, Drowsed with odors strange and rare, And, with whispered laughter, slipped away And left him hanging there. James Whitcomb RileyThe South Wind and the Sun.
A flash of harmless lightning, A mist of rainbow dyes, The burnished sunbeams brightening From flower to flower he flies. John Banister TabbHumming Bird.