LARK
Related Subject: Birds
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The music soars within the little lark,
And the lark soars.—ELIZABETH B. BROWNING, Aurora Leigh
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The busy lark, the messenger of day.—CHAUCER, The Knightes Tale
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The lark now leaves his wat'ry nest
And, climbing, shakes his dewy wings.—SIR WILLIAM D'AVENANT, Who Look for Day
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When the sky falleth we shall have Larks.—Proverb
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It were better to hear the lark sing, than the mouse cheep.—Proverb
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Hark, hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings,
And Phoebus 'gins arise.—SHAKESPEARE, Cymbeline
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Merry larks are ploughmen's clocks.—SHAKESPEARE, Love's Labour's Lost
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It was the lark, the herald of the morn.—SHAKESPEARE, Romeo and Juliet
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It is the lark that sings so out of tune,
Straining harsh discords and unpleasing sharps.—SHAKESPEARE, Romeo and Juliet
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Lo! here the gentle lark, weary of rest,
From his moist cabinet mounts up on high
And wakes the morning.—SHAKESPEARE, Venus and Adonis
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Hail to thee, blithe Spirit!—
Bird thou never wert!—
That from Heaven, or near it,
Pourest thy full heart
In profuse strains of unpremeditated art.—SHELLEY, To a Skylark
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