Quote by James Joyce

“Whose bells, the poor man's only music, rang From morn to evening, all the hot Fair-day, So sweetly, that they stirred and haunted me…

— Samuel Taylor Coleridge

The simple bird that thinks two notes a song

— Lara Flores

“Within two minutes, or even less, he had forgotten all his troubles. Not because his troubles were one whit less heavy and bitter to…

— Mark Twain

Sweet bird, that shun the noise of folly, most musical, most melancholy!

— John Milton

When on a summer's morn I wake, And open my two eyes, Out to the clear, born-singing rills My bird-like spirit flies. To hear…

— W. H. Davies

“Forgoing eternally, sir, such things as, for example: two fresh-shorn lambs bleat in a new-mown field; four parallel blind-cast linear shadows creep across a…

— George Saunders

“In mirth he mocks the other birds at noon, Catching the lilt of every easy tune; But when the day departs he sings of…

— Henry Van Dyke

“Somewhere a bird sang, its chant hanging plaintive and melancholy in the still air...I think it's a sort of lark or something. Our tradition…

— Jane Johnson

In the under-wood and the over-wood there is murmur and trill this day, For every bird is in lyric mood, And the wind will…

— Clinton Scollard

Sweet bird that shunn'st the nose of folly, Most musical, most melancholy! Thee, chauntress, oft, the woods among, I woo, to hear thy even-song.

— John Milton

And hear the pleasant cockoo, loud and long - The simple bird that thinks two notes a song.

— W. H. Davies

“Here was the same murmuring quiet, broken only by an occasional whisper, the faint thud of a librarian stamping books or overdue notices, the…

— Stephen King