plume-plucked

And then these jingling jays with plume-plucked wings,

Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 103, October 22, 1892 Various

Ye failed not nor abased your plume-plucked wings;

Poems & Ballads (Second Series) Swinburne's Poems Volume III Algernon Charles Swinburne 1873

And plume-plucked gaol-birds for thy starveling peers

Poems & Ballads (Second Series) Swinburne's Poems Volume III Algernon Charles Swinburne 1873

Whose hand may curb or clip thy plume-plucked wings?

A Midsummer Holiday and Other Poems Algernon Charles Swinburne 1873

Shall shrink and subside and praise thee: and wisdom, with plume-plucked wings,

Poems and Ballads (Third Series) Taken from The Collected Poetical Works of Algernon Charles Swinburne—Vol. III Algernon Charles Swinburne 1873

I really want us to date, if only so we can break up and I can call him a spleeny swag-bellied ratsbane and a fobbing plume-plucked hedge-pig, and he can respond by shouting "Fie on thee, poxy harlot!" and then writing "You Can't Do That."

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Well, then, the hour was drawing nigh when we had to present ourselves before that company of men of genius, each with his own crow; and I was still unprovided; and yet I thought it would be stupid to fail of such a madcap bagatelle; [3] but what particularly weighed upon my mind was that I did not choose to lend the light of my countenance in that illustrious sphere to some miserable plume-plucked scarecrow.

The Autobiography of Benvenuto Cellini Cellini, Benvenuto, 1500-1571 1910

Well, then, the hour was drawing nigh when we had to present ourselves before that company of men of genius, each with his own crow; and I was still unprovided; and yet I thought it would be stupid to fail of such a madcap bagatelle; 3 but what particularly weighed upon my mind was that I did not choose to lend the light of my countenance in that illustrious sphere to some miserable plume-plucked scarecrow.

XXX 1909

Well, then, the hour was drawing nigh when we had to present ourselves before that company of men of genius, each with his own crow; and I was still unprovided; and yet I thought it would be stupid to fail of such a madcap bagatelle; [3] but what particularly weighed upon my mind was that I did not choose to lend the light of my countenance in that illustrious sphere to some miserable plume-plucked scarecrow.

Autobiography of Benvenuto Cellini Benvenuto Cellini 1535