mansionry

This guest of summer ,
The temple-haunting martlet , does approve ,
By his loved mansionry , that the heaven’s breath
Smells wooingly here . No jutty , frieze ,
Buttress , nor coign of vantage , but this bird
Hath made his pendant bed and procreant cradle .
Where they most breed and haunt , I have
observed ,
The air is delicate .