Why, he stalks up and down like a peacock,—a stride and a stand. — Peafowl

"Yoked to thy chariot wrought of gold, may thy two Bays with peacock tails, Convey thee hither, Steeds with their white backs, to quaff sweet juice that makes us eloquent."

"The peacock spends the day keeping watch. The holy bird, the peacock, spends the day calling "haya!". A bird red from cornelian, blue from lapis lazuli, white from chalcedony, with all kinds of gold, and leather inlaid with gold -- may the coppersmith fashion the peacock for you thus."

"For everything seemed resting on his nod, As they could read in all eyes. Now to them, Who were accustomed, as a sort of god, To see the sultan, rich in many a gem, Like an imperial peacock stalk abroad (That royal bird, whose tails a diadem,) With all the pomp of power, it was a doubt How power could condescend to do without."

"To Paradise, the Arabs say, Satan could never find the way Until the peacock led him in."

"Let frantic Talbot triumph for a while And like a peacock sweep along his tail."

"So have the peahens three-times-seven, so have the maiden Sisters Seven Carried thy venom far away, as girls bear water in their jars."