I learned a song about spring.
One brief spring, musical with the song of robin and mocking-bird, one summer rich in fruit and roses, one autumn of gold and crimson sped by and left their gifts at the feet of an eager, delighted child.
I heard a robin in the distance, the first I had heard for many a thousand years, methought, whose note I shall not forget for many a thousand more--the same sweet and powerful song as of yore.
Besides, the cops only had eyes for me, like the song says.
You were singing a different song a few hours ago?
The Deans were on their way to their quarters in the rear of Bird Song when Fred O'Connor returned, fresh from an evening with Mrs. Worthington.
They had knocked heads and locked wills over the death of a Bird Song guest during the prior January's Ice Climbing Festival when bitter words were exchanged.
"We put a 'Bird Song is full' message on the answering machine," Cynthia said.
While the Deans didn't like to leave Bird Song unattended, occasionally it was unavoidable.
By the time they were ready to leave, all of Bird Song was up and about, scurrying around like mice in a cheese shop.
Then he sang a wonderful song, so sweet, so lively, so touching, that many of the sailors were moved to tears.
And now they would have spared him; but he was true to his promise,-- as soon as the song was finished, he threw himself headlong into the sea.
With a solemn triumphal march there mingled a song, the drip from the trees, and the hissing of the saber, "Ozheg-zheg-zheg..." and again the horses jostled one another and neighed, not disturbing the choir but joining in it.
. . it said in his sing-song chant.
The ten-year-old girl had resided at Bird Song with David Dean, his wife Cynthia, and Dean's seventy-seven-year-old stepfather, Fred O'Connor, for the past six months.
Dean wondered if Bird Song could afford the food bill as he sat down and joined Pumpkin for a cup of coffee.
Monday was transition day at Bird Song, with the arrival of six new guests to fill three vacated rooms, with only the four Dawkins, Brandon Westlake, and Pumpkin Green staying on.
While he was pleased that Bird Song was starting the day on a pleasant note, the knot in his stomach remained to remind him of their pending trip to the mine.
A young couple whose life dream was owning a Bird Song look-alike learned from Fred the principals would be absent for the day and offered to stick around playing temporary innkeepers.
They had compared Martha's drawing to the contour maps of the area back at Bird Song and decided this was as close to the general area of the mine that any type of roadway touched.
Pumpkin's original deposit with Bird Song was overdrawn and requests for further funds were excused away, purportedly awaiting some expected but unexplained bounty via the mail.
Bird Song was empty, or so they thought, when they returned.
"We'd love to but we've been away from Bird Song far too long already today," Cynthia said.
He paced the Bird Song nest, glancing at his watch every thirty seconds and grumbling about time being money on his Internet auctions.
I was sure you'd whack the son of a bitch and maybe kill him and I didn't want to be a jailhouse widow and run Bird Song alone.
When Dean returned to Bird Song, it was mid-morning, but if he expected a quiet empty building with the Dawkinses at the courthouse and the rest of the clientele enjoying the splendors of Ouray, he was wrong.
"Who will sing us a song?" said the master woodman as he threw a fresh log upon the fire.
"Yes, a song! a song!" shouted some of the others.
It was a wonderful, glorious song, and it won the blind poet an immortal crown, the admiration of all ages.
The song to-day is:
The faint silvery warblings were heard over the partially bare and moist fields from the bluebird, the song sparrow, and the red-wing, as if the last flakes of winter tinkled as they fell!
I hear a song sparrow singing from the bushes on the shore,--olit, olit, olit,--chip, chip, chip, che char,--che wiss, wiss, wiss.
In almost all climes the tortoise and the frog are among the precursors and heralds of this season, and birds fly with song and glancing plumage, and plants spring and bloom, and winds blow, to correct this slight oscillation of the poles and preserve the equilibrium of nature.
Then Nicholas sang a song he had just learned:
It was Dolokhov marching with particular grace and boldness in time to the song and looking at those driving past as if he pitied all who were not at that moment marching with the company.
He took the guitar a little above the fingerboard, arching his left elbow with a somewhat theatrical gesture, and, with a wink at Anisya Fedorovna, struck a single chord, pure and sonorous, and then quietly, smoothly, and confidently began playing in very slow time, not My Lady, but the well-known song: Came a maiden down the street.
In the midst of the song cries were heard, and fighting and blows in the passage and porch.
Sometimes Pierre, struck by the meaning of his words, would ask him to repeat them, but Platon could never recall what he had said a moment before, just as he never could repeat to Pierre the words of his favorite song: native and birch tree and my heart is sick occurred in it, but when spoken and not sung, no meaning could be got out of it.
While still at a distance he heard as he rode the merry sounds of a soldier's dance song proceeding from the house.
He was evidently tipsy, and was singing a French song in a hoarse broken voice, with an arm thrown round the nearest soldier.
Finding a place to do our song and dance is the problem.
So far, wee Maria stood head and shoulders over any other domestic helper Bird Song had employed.
I wanted a bird to remind you of Bird Song, and that you're gonna fly back here real soon.
I know owls don't sing, but I didn't like the song birds as well as this guy.
It's too busy at Bird Song and I've been—goofing off all morning.
It will do you good to get away from Bird Song for a while.
He promised to return in an hour and ferry the group back to Bird Song, which was less than a mile away.
The sheriff's office was located only a few blocks east of Bird Song, behind the County Court House, where Fred O'Connor would report for jury duty the following Tuesday.
Dean was in front of Bird Song, trying to mow the lawn, still blanketed with the moisture of the now-ended drizzle when he remembered his promise to pick up Pumpkin Green and whoever else needed chauffeuring from the pool.
While Bird Song fed its guests only breakfast, there was always fresh fruit available and the management triumvirate ate heartily of nature's stores.
I've chased more bad guys running Bird Song bed and breakfast than when I was a Parkside, Pennsylvania police detective.
Dean held back the door and Fitzgerald brushed past him, turning into the parlor where most of the Bird Song guests were gathered.
Then he mocked in sing-song voice, "'Just as long as I get that one pretty piece with a view!'"
Mr. Dean wished he felt a modicum of confidence in himself as the three drifted off to sleep—David and Cynthia Dean, with SB, the Bird Song owl, snuggled next to them.
The couple was newly married, Bird Song still under construction, and with Fred out of town, they stole two days on a camping honeymoon.
They pulled up to Bird Song but Dean made no effort to alight.
Fred and the Bird Song Five were spotted by first locating the largest stash of trash.
At least you live here in Ouray and have a business, even if Bird Song is only a year old.
While Bird Song waited, Mrs. Worthington, prompted by Fred's phone call, went to the campground to see if she might catch the couple left before they left.
Over dessert, the Bird Song Three received the report.
One of Martha's Bird Song chores had been keeping the struggling plant hydrated.
They almost never enjoyed the first meal of the day outside of Bird Song, but the holiday was cause for exception.
New arrivals and departures at Bird Song were nonexistent as all present guests were staying at least through the weekend.
Bird Song was empty when the Deans returned after retrieving the Jeep and making their way to the inn by back streets.
Bird Song wasn't locked and the place was empty most of today—even Maria was watching the parade.
She explained how a Bird Song guest, Brandon Westlake, who was a first-class photographer, had given her pointers.
Exiting traffic from the fireworks delayed his progress, but as he turned in front of Bird Song both Fred and Cynthia were on the porch to greet him.
If Seymour wants a job at Bird Song cleaning out toilets, perhaps when he loses this election, he should come by.
"None of which Bird Song has," Cynthia stressed as she reached in her pocket and withdrew a quarter.
Dean returned to Bird Song mid-morning, showered, and walked the three blocks to Diversions, a combination used book store, coffee shop, and local gathering place, on Sixth Street, a half block from Main.
Who else had been staying at Bird Song throughout this whole business?
The phone was as busy as the Bird Song household this Monday morning.
Let us have a good old song that will help to keep us warm.
Suppose we each sing a song in turn.
Inside of the great kitchen, beside the fire, the men were shouting and laughing; for the blacksmith had finished his song, and it was very pleasing.
A song from Caedmon!
And all of the sweet-faced sisters and other women of the place listened while he sang again the wonderful song of the creation.
So she called her clerk, who was a scholar, and bade him write the song, word for word, as it came from Caedmon's lips.
In any case, as the song says, The times, they are a-changin'—and they are changing in a manner that governments probably can't keep up with.
Her speech lacks variety and modulation; it runs in a sing-song when she is reading aloud; and when she speaks with fair degree of loudness, it hovers about two or three middle tones.
On the 13th of March, after I had heard the bluebird, song sparrow, and red-wing, the ice was still nearly a foot thick.
A drummer, their leader, turned round facing the singers, and flourishing his arm, began a long-drawn-out soldiers' song, commencing with the words: "Morning dawned, the sun was rising," and concluding: "On then, brothers, on to glory, led by Father Kamenski."
"She let the hawk fly upward from her wide right sleeve," went the song, arousing an involuntary sensation of courage and cheerfulness.
"I'm glad," answered Dolokhov briefly and clearly, as the song demanded.
And I seemed to know that this maiden was nothing else than a representation of the Song of Songs.
Just as "Uncle's" pickled mushrooms, honey, and cherry brandy had seemed to her the best in the world, so also that song, at that moment, seemed to her the acme of musical delight.
"Uncle" played another song and a valse; then after a pause he cleared his throat and sang his favorite hunting song:
As a result of this the unconsidered tune, like the song of a bird, was extraordinarily good.
At a moment when all was quiet before the commencement of a song, a door leading to the stalls on the side nearest the Rostovs' box creaked, and the steps of a belated arrival were heard.
Two tall old peasants with wrinkled faces and scanty beards emerged from the tavern, smiling, staggering, and singing some incoherent song, and approached the officers.
Tipsy and perspiring, with dim eyes and wide-open mouths, they were all laboriously singing some song or other.
Somewhere in the distance, a Meadowlark called, its melodic song adding sweetness to the smell of wild roses.
Walking back to Bird Song, Dean mulled over what he'd learned.
At last, just as the blacksmith was in the midst of a stirring song, he rose quietly and went out into the darkness.
I do not know any song; and my voice is harsh and unpleasant.
Every song you download and how many times you play it.
Every song they heard.
A slow song began as he moved toward her.
The radio had shifted into Christmas mode with one song after another.