He wore a fine feathered hat, and his long black hair hung down upon his shoulders.

他头戴华丽的羽毛帽子，长长的黑头发垂落在肩部。

'Fine feathers do not make fine birds, ' is a third.

“好的羽毛不能造就好的鸟”，这是第三条。

She examined him closely, and decided she liked him much better now, dressed up in a beautiful coat, with a fine feather on top of his hat. And, she named him Feathertop.

她仔细地打量了他一番，觉得现在更喜欢他了。他穿着一件漂亮的外套，帽子上插着一根纤细的羽毛。她给他取名为羽毛冠。

It is love that has come — not as you imagined it, all cock a hoop with fine feathers, but sadly, with bleeding feet.

是爱来了——不是你想象的那样， 所有的公鸡都长着漂亮的羽毛， 但很遗憾，脚上流着血。