1769. J. Gerrard, in Monthly Rev., XLII. 185.
| For me his hand the fledgeless dove betrayd, | |
| And to my lap the thorns first bloweth conveyd. |
1806. J. Grahame, Birds Scotl., 602.
| In seven days more expect the fledgeless young, | |
| Five gaping bills. |
1859. Ld. Lytton, Wanderer (ed. 2), 97.
| The fledgeless nurslings of Regret, | |
| With beaks forever stretchd for food: | |
| But why should I forecount as yet | |
| The ravage of that vulture brood? |