I came to know him well, by and by, and be infatuated with him.

I suppose he is the hardest lot that wears feathers.

Yes, and the cheerfulest, and the best satisfied with himself.

He never arrived at what he is by any careless process, or any sudden one; he is a work of art, and "art is long"; he is the product of immemorial ages, and of deep calculation; one can't make a bird like that in a day.

He has been reincarnated more times than Shiva; and he has kept a sample of each incarnation, and fused it into his constitution.