The crow wished everything was black, the owl, that every thing was white.

Both read the Bible day and night, But thou read'st black where I read white

My mother bore me in the southern wild, / And I am black, but O! my soul is white.

Both read the Bible day and night, but thou read black where I read white.

The eagle never lost so much time, as when he submitted to learn of the crow.

The Bat that flits at close of EveHas left the Brain that won't believe.The Owl that calls upon the NightSpeaks the Unbeliever's fright.