The martlet is the appropriate "difference" or mark of cadency for the fourth son.
The Martlet "The guest of summer, The temple-haunting martlet.
The Martlet is practically always represented in profile, at rest, and with its wings closed.
The bird is mentioned again in the Merchant of Venice, where we are reminded that-- "The martlet Builds in the weather on the outward wall, Even in the force and road of casualty.
Gates of wrought iron, with perhaps a martlet from the Byrd coat of arms above them, swung between tall pillars in the wall.
With a fine disregard of both ornithology and heraldry these birds have often been spoken of as martlets--the martlet appearing in the Byrd coat of arms.
It is very seldom that the martlet occurs except close, and consequently it is never so specified in blazon.
Most heraldry books state also that the martlet has no beak.
At any rate, whether this be true or false, the martlet certainly is never represented in heraldry with feet.
How such an idea originated I am at a loss to understand, because I have never yet come across an official instance in which the martlet is so depicted.
Crest, a plume of feathers charged with a martlet or.
Jane Martlet has only been here five days, and she never stays less than a fortnight, even when she's asked definitely for a week.
The martlet indicates both swallow and martin, and in the arms of the Cornish Arundels the martlets must stand for "hirundels" or swallows.
No, mother; old Ben Martlet said something of that kind to me this morning.
Do I go with Ben Martlet and t'others to the prison?
Martlet and I both feel that we must have the north-west tower.
You've got a strong man here when you and Ben Martlet wants to make a fight for it again.
You will consult with Martlet what to do about the defences at once, while I write back to your father.
Sir Granby, catching him by the shoulders; "old Martlet tells me how you led them to open a way for our friends.
Martlet is quite right, and I shall prepare your scarf and feathers with my own hands.
Ben Martlet begs me to remember him to you, and says it will do his eyes good to see you again; and your mother, who writes to you as well, says you must come now.
The hedge-side beggar boasts a crest, Monsieur La Mothe: a martlet with three mullets in chief.
Bob Martlet was accordingly called upon, but requested a few minutes to prepare himself, as he was rather hoarse.
