I took the wren's nest;-- Heaven forgive me! Its merry architects so small Had scarcely finished their wee hall, That empty still, and nest and fair, Hung idly in the summer air. (Quote by - Dinah Maria Mulock)

Among the dwellings framed by birds In field or forest with nice care, Is none that with the little wren's In snugness may compare. (Quote by - William Wordsworth)

For the poor wren (The most diminutive of birds) will fight, Her young ones in her nest, against the owl. (Quote by - William Shakespeare)