The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below — John McCrae Copy Share Image
The music soars within the little lark, And the lark soars. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
Film is a lark to me - thank God I don't have to make a living from it. — Huey Lewis Copy Share Image
Dost thou love hawking? Thou hast hawks will soar Above the morning lark. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Let your trouble be Light will follow dark Though the heaven falls You may hear the lark. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Copy Share Image
What: is the jay more precious than the lark because his feathers are more beautiful? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“If the sky falls, we shall catch larks./Když nebe padá , zjímáme skřivani.” — Czech proverb Copy Share Image
Thinking is to man what flying is to birds. Don’t follow the example of a chicken when you could be a lark. — Albert Einstein Copy Share Image
We're alike, Jess would tell himself, me and Miss Edmunds . . . We don't belong at Lark Creek, Julia and me. — Katherine Paterson Copy Share Image
A pasty costly-made, Where quail and pigeon, lark and leveret lay, Like fossils of the rock, with golden yolks Imbedded and injellied. — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are found, Thy skill to poet were, thou… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
A springful of larks in a rolling Cloud and the roadside bushes brimming with whistling Blackbirds and the sun of October Summery… — Dylan Thomas Copy Share Image
There is small merit in mocking goodness, tweaking charity; it is much more comic to deprive people of their petty little existence… — Jacques Rigaut Copy Share Image
Raising people is not some lark. It's serious work with serious repercussions. It's air-traffic control. You can't step out for a minute;… — Kelly Corrigan Copy Share Image
My mother saw a movie when she was 14 years old. I forget the name of the movie, but one of the… — Lark Voorhies Copy Share Image
Oft, as in airy rings they skim the heath, The clamtrous lapwings feel the leaden death; Oft, as the mounting larks their… — Alexander Pope Copy Share Image
At the end of a criminal’s life, it’s always the small mistake, the coincidence, the lark. The time we got too comfortable,… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
Happy is the man who can with vigorous wing Mount to those luminous serene fields! The man whose thoughts, like larks, Take… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
“Isn’t it queer: there are only two or three human stories, and they go on repeating themselves as fiercely as if they… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
Out of my deeper heart a bird rose and flew skywards. Higher and higher did it rise, yet larger and larger did… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
I had the heaviest paper round in Ilkley, West Yorks, and if you look at my shoulders one is still lower than… — Alan Titchmarsh Copy Share Image
The little and the great are joined in one By God's great force. The wondrous golden sun Is linked unto the glow-worm's… — Emma Lazarus Copy Share Image
The martial spirit is never dead. It sleeps through fortunate generations, but it wakes up very quickly to the toot of a… — Margaret Ayer Barnes Copy Share Image
Coerced innocence is like an imprisoned lark,--open the door, and it is off forever. The bird that roams through the sky and… — Thomas Chandler Haliburton Copy Share Image
No live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality; even larks and katydids are supposed, by… — Shirley Jackson Copy Share Image
There's a story... a legend, about a bird that sings just once in its life. From the moment it leaves its nest,… — Colleen McCullough Copy Share Image
Ascend beyond the sickly atmosphere to a higher plane, and purify yourself by drinking as if it were ambrosia the fire that… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
...tell me the word that will win you, and I will speak it. I will speak the stars of heaven into a… — Stephen R. Lawhead Copy Share Image
Aubade THE lark now leaves his wat'ry nest, And climbing shakes his dewy wings. He takes this window for the East, And… — William Davenant Copy Share Image
She bounded before me, and returned to my side, and was off again like a young greyhound; and, at first, I found… — Emily Bronte Copy Share Image
“First, larks don't just like to get up early; they also get tired much earlier in the day than owls, and they… — Penelope A. Lewis Copy Share Image
Looking back over a decade one sees the ideal of a university become a myth, a vision, a meadow lark among the… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
