This is he!

The monks and the friars they search’d till dawn;
When the sacristan saw, on crumpled claw,
Come limping a poor little lame Jackdaw
His feathers all seem’d to be turn’d the wrong way;
His eye so dim, So wasted each limb,
That, heedless of grammar, they all cried,
“THAT ’S HIM!”
“That ’s the thief that has got my Lord Cardinal’s Ring!”

-- a few lines from The Jackdaw of Rheims, a comic poem by Richard Harris Barham (1788 – 1845) known better by his nom de plume Thomas Ingoldsby.

. . . and mindful of grammar I now cry "This is he!" (I saw him today on Aldeburgh beach, where I went to see the sea!)
How wonderful to remember the poem too. He looks quite a character!
posted July 4th, 2017  
Nice combination of picture, poem and your words.
posted July 4th, 2017  
Not familiar with the poem or the poet. So thanks for expanding my world.
posted July 4th, 2017  
The text and photo are perfect together! Thanks for sharing that selection from the poem.
posted July 4th, 2017  
Nicely done!
posted July 5th, 2017  
The photo so perfectly fits the poem. Hope you enjoyed Aldeburgh beach, it was a beautiful day to be out and about.
posted July 5th, 2017  
Wonderful capture!
posted July 5th, 2017  
Super capture with great feather details and an apt poem
posted July 5th, 2017  
A superb capture of this rather bedraggled Jackdaw - so much clear detail in the disarranged feathers and that sharp eye .A beautiful combination of photo , poem and text -- so well suited - A huge fav Arthur I have a soft spot for the Jackdaws and their clever ways -- I have a couple that visit my bird table !
posted July 5th, 2017  
A fabulous shot and poem and so glad you got to Aldeburgh to see the sea, Arthur.
posted July 5th, 2017  
nice focus and detail. love the blue eye
posted July 5th, 2017  
@chimfa @bruni @allie912 @mcsiegle @linnypinny @judithdeacon @joemuli @seattlite @beryl @quietpurplehaze @dmdfday
Thanks everyone. 'Twas indeed a lovely and enjoyable day thanks to my
neighbour Janice who took me there by bus, a day spoilt only by the fact that neither of us remembered the low wall separating the beach from the promenade, so could not venture onto the shingle but found plenty of level spots to enjoy the view. Funny how we don't notice such minor inconveniences until they become major, isn't it?

Got home pleasantly exhausted and had my best night's sleep for ages.
posted July 5th, 2017  
Excellent shot and match with the poem.......he looks like he has been in a punch-up!
posted July 5th, 2017  
so glad you had such a lovely day Arthur
posted July 5th, 2017  
excellent capture
posted July 5th, 2017  
Really like the high key background - gives him more contrast. Love his upturned foot!
posted July 5th, 2017  
Good capture, like his ruffled feathers. Fav
posted July 5th, 2017  
Great shot and a perfect accompaniment to the poem Fav
posted July 5th, 2017  
"him' had to rhyme with 'ring'.... Know the poem with its story and love this photo! fav
posted July 6th, 2017  
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