Bird Quote by William Somervile Download Open image “The bird That glads the night had cheer'd the listening groves with sweet complainings.” — William Somervile ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.2 out of 5 (5 ratings) Copy quoteShare Bird Cheer Complaining Grove Listening Night Sweet
Why do birds sing in the morning? It's the triumphant shout: 'We got through another night!' — Enid Bagnold Copy Share Image
Night was falling. Birds were singing. Birds were, it occurred to me to say, enacting a frantic celebration of day's end. They were manifesting as the earth's bright-colored nerve endings, the sun's descent urging them into activity, filling them individually with life nectar, the life nectar then being passed into the world, out of each beak, in the form of… — George Saunders Copy Share
How can you expect the birds to sing when their groves are cut down? — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
In the deepest night of trouble and sorrow God gives us so much to be thankful for that we need never cease our singing.… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Sweet bird, that shun the noise of folly, most musical, most melancholy! — John Milton Copy Share Image
I heard a bird so sing, Whose music, to my thinking, pleased the king. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The sunshine was delightful, the foliage gently astir, more from the activity of birds than from the breeze. One gallant little bird, doubtless lovelorn,… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“From outside came a sudden and loud music of birds celebrating their existence.” — Stephen King Copy Share Image
“They were making a riotous noise, but it was much more like music - rather advanced music which you don't quite take in at… — C.S. Lewis Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
Hail, gentle Dawn! mild blushing goddess, hail!Rejoic'd I see thy purple mantle spreadO'er half the skies, gems pave thy radiant way,And orient pearls from… — William Somervile Copy Share Image
Prostrate on earth the bleeding warrior lies, And Isr'el's beauty on the mountains dies. How are the mighty fallen! Hush'd be my sorrow, gently… — William Somervile Copy Share Image
For the next inn he spurs amain, In haste alights, and skuds away, But time and tide for no man stay. — William Somervile Copy Share Image
And I have been very blessed, having coached some of the greatest that have ever played the game. But if I had to start… — Red Auerbach Copy Share Image
Some minds corrode and grow inactive under the loss of personal liberty; others grow morbid and irritable; but it is the nature of the… — Washington Irving Copy Share Image
Set the bird's wings with gold and it will never again soar in thesky. — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
“He unfixes the metal notch and slips his hand around the body of the bird. Feels its heat, its small heart beating. He stares… — Nina Schuyler Copy Share Image
I would rather learn from one bird how to sing than to teach 10,000 stars how not to dance. — e. e. cummings Copy Share Image
Can you imagine any better example of divine creative accomplishment that the consummate flying machine that is a bird? The skeleton, very flexible and… — Guy Murchie Copy Share Image
Surely, God could have caused birds to fly with their bones made of solid gold, with their veins full of quicksilver, with their flesh… — Galileo Galilei Copy Share Image
And wheresoever, in his rich creation, Sweet music breathes--in wave, or bird, or soul-- 'Tis but the faint and far reverberation Of that great… — Frances Sargent Osgood Copy Share Image
A clock struck out the hour of twelve, and the bird in the hedgerow was still singing as we marched out to the roadway,… — Patrick MacGill Copy Share Image
Every wife ought to answer for her man. If the husband be engaged in a seditious club, or drinks mysterious healths, or be frugal… — Joseph Addison Copy Share Image
Meanwhile, the trees were just as green as before; the birds sang and the sun shone as clearly now as ever. The familiar surroundings… — Thomas Hardy Copy Share Image
When they started to drain a swamp where birds and fish had lived, for a new housing development down the road from his apartment,… — Maile Meloy Copy Share Image