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In our forests
part divine
and makes her heart palpitate
wild and tame are one. What a delicious Sound!
What Great Beast will have their solitude pierced by your grasping little voices?
It kind of sounds like the noise a goat would make if you punched it in the face.
Narrow lanes climb both slopes and come together in a great ring of elm trees which encircles the flat summit. Any wind
even the slightest
draws from the height of the elms a rushing sound, multifoliate and powerful.
Faraway a leopard barked that high, dissatisfied deep roar it cuts off so sharply, as if its annoyance is too great to express, can only be appeased.
The roar of an angry crowd is one of the most terrifying sounds in the world.
I am Woman, here me roar ... of is that my vacuum cleaner?
thunder booms to the
One of them hissed-not the hiss of a cat, a long, steady tone-more like the hiss of air escaping the rubber raft that is all that lies between you and a dark sea full of sharks, the hiss of your life leaking out at the seams.
You have put me in here a cub, but I will come out roaring like a lion, and I will make all hell howl!
The sea lions felt it and their barking took on a tone and a cadence that would have gladdened the heart of St. Francis. Little girls
A lion never roars after a kill.
The lion's fierceness, Mild hart's swiftness, Italian fieriness, Northern steadiness.
Vlad made a sound too harsh to be a growl. "You won't be satisfied until you've brought me to my knees, is that it?"
"Why not?" It shot out of me with all the recklessness of my still-broken heart. "You brought me to mine.
We have heard her shouting among the mountains,
And with her cries came the sound of hoofs, and the beating of wings and the roaring of lions.
Speed of lightning! Roar of thunder! Fighting all who rob or plunder! Underdog!
I can hear the roar of women's silence
One beast and only one howls in the woods by night.
Mustang, but I shouted it anyway, one last desperate and furtive
snakelike hiss, undulating,
Called by the sirens and followed by an albatross.
What has you roaring like a bull with his prick hung in a fence?
The Lion, the Beast, the Beat.
An injured lion still wants to roar.
Hercules used noise! Brass bells! He scared them away with the most horrible sound he could-" said Percy
"Percy ... Chiron's collection!
She could hear the rattle of hooves on stone evolve into a thunder of pursuit.
The snick of the catch was very loud.
If she were in a race for her life, that roar was the starter pistol. If God were the referee, He had just shouted Go.
The Soletaken was sundering the barrier, its hungry roar deafening in its reverberations.
Gods and Thunders!
Winners do not whine, they roar. Let me hear you roar!
Let the roar in your heart be the fuel to making dreams a reality".
In the distance an elk bull bellowed, the strange screaming noise a signal to a cow as strong as the urine that covered its belly.
'Horse thunder' is what I call the sound of galloping hooves.
When you hear that howl alone at night in the forest, it's one of the most frightening sounds you'll ever hear.
A big fat zoo of snorers is snoring in all different rhythms
His scream was more of a roar, pouring out of him in a great torrent. Screaming for his loss, venting his pain.
You could hear us?" Christiana asked with horror.
"I'm sure the whole house can hear you," she said dryly. "He roars like a lion, and you squeal like a stuck pig.
A ruler's anger is equivalent to a lion's roar.
Like a bellowing beast, he howled her name, his raspy wails riding the gales like a ship on a roiling sea.
Courage doesn't always roar.
Who's elk horn do I have to blow in order to get something to eat around here?
Listening is the key. The whole objective of a howl is to be heard.
You know, Roarke, you're kind of cute." Eve Dallas
If a lion can growl, why shouldn't a man cry?
This howling mouth, this head which rolls back and tries to escape.
You might not be a lion, Tess. That's fine. Neither am I. But we're still cats, aren't we? Just because we don't roar, doesn't mean we have to be silent.
Roark stood before them as each man stands in the innocence of his own mind. But Roark stood like that before a hostile crowd - and they knew suddenly that no hatred was possible to him.
four tumbling, squealing cubs,
in a whisper so quiet I barely hear it, so loud it makes the earth tremble at my feet.
Urrrrnngh.
What is that noise.
Regretful polar bear.
Lion sounds that have not grown from the mouse may exude naked power ... but cannot convey any wisdom or understanding ... The initial steps on the path to courageous speech then are the first tentative steps into the parts of us that cannot speak.
There is language going on out there- the language of the wild. Roars, snorts, trumpets, squeals, whoops, and chirps all have meaning derived over eons of expression ... We have yet to become fluent in the language -and music- of the wild.
Roar the lion's knowledge. Write
with gold ink so whoever reads this will feel the ocean's light around them and grow
in the spirit.
vice-chancellor's
I like the sound of 'claps of no sound..
What a trio we are: wolf, dragon and ... " Ronan bit back the word. Shifter. He sat straighter in the saddle, raising one hand in farewell as his mount broke through the last of the boundary mists. "May the gods favor us this time, my friend. Pray Mairi Sinclair is the one.
They use everything about the hog except the squeal.
Give me a moment I am preparing to drawback to scream
Louder than a train overhead below a railroad bridge
The smylere with the knyf under the cloke.
The thundering voice that wrings, in one dark, damning moment, crimes of years!
A man in the jungle at night, as someone said, may suppose a hyena's growl to be a lion's; but when he hears the lion's growl, he knows damn well it's a lion.
I am woman, hear me roar.
I was not the lion, but it fell to me to give the lion's roar.
A certain red cardinal sounded like a little bottle being filled up, up, up with some clear liquid.
Curtain Opened, Heard the Crowd Roar
A sound like a sound of thunder rolled,
And the heart of a nation stirred
*The ancient whale-cry upon first sighting a whale from the mast-head, still used by whalemen in hunting the famous Gallipagos terrapin.
Toohey: "Mr. Roark, we're alone here. Why don't you tell me what you think of me? In any words you wish. No one will hear us."
Roark: "But I don't think of you.
No one could match Howlin' Wolf for the singular ability to rock the house down to the foundation while simultaneously scaring its patrons out of its wits.
The past above, the future below
and the present pouring down: the roar,
the roar of the present, a speech
is, of necessity, my sole concern.
Honey, you are a baby in this world and don't know how to howl yet.
Courage didn't always roar.
The tiger's roar filled the cave with thunder. Mother Wolf shook herself clear of the cubs and sprang forward, her eyes, like two green moons in the darkness, facing the blazing eyes of Shere Khan.
The thunder of horses' hooves grows ever louder, but, still, I do not move. The thunder of those hooves, the thudding of my heart, and the gasping in my lungs make such a cacophony, it's a wonder I hear Edmund at all.
From what black wells of Acherontic fear or feeling, from what unplumbed gulfs of extra-cosmic consciousness or obscure, long-latent heredity, were those half-articulate thunder-croakings drawn?
a huddle of robot sheep bleating their terror with mechanical lungs of a hundred horsepower.
Against the windows the storm comes dashing, Through tattered foliage the hail tears crashing, The blue lightning flashes, The rapid hail clashes ... The thunder is rumbling And crashing and crumbling ...
Clang Clang Rattle Bing Bang, Gonna make my noise all day!
his snores sounded like ducks mating.
Jet Noise, the Sound of Freedom.
Sqwaak!" from Fletcher, the environmental crime fighting parrot in The Big Belch graphic novel by Kay Wood.
When I do my vocal warm-ups everyone calls me the dolphin because I do stupid siren noises.
Which of the horses
we passed yesterday whinnied
all night in my dreams?
I want that one.
Irish-sparkle-fish,-- Anne Eliot
There are vocal qualities peculiar to men, and vocal qualities peculiar to beasts; and it is terrible to hear the one when the source should yield the other.
The oak roars when a high wind wrestles with it; the beech shrieks; the elm sends forth a long, deep groan; the ash pours out moans of thrilling anguish.
In scene after scene, meaning sneaks in and sometimes roars.
Truth even in the most whispered tones will always roar.
the full fury of his storming countenance with its rugged overhang of gullied forehead and huge crag of a humpbacked nose that came charging out of his face wrathfully like a Big Ten fullback.
[Humbaba's] sound is like a flood's sound
Slowly forming in the distance,
Then enveloping all other sounds
The lion must roar, just to remind the horse of his fear.
That's the thing with whispers, you know you put a thousand of them together and you get howl.
His are the quiet steeps of dreamland, The waters of no-more-pain; His ram's bell rings 'neath an arch of stars, Rest, rest, and rest again.
...the thunder from Down Under that gives you the second-most-powerful surge that can flow through your body.
That tuneful nymph, the babbling Echo.
No rain but thunder, and the sound of giants.
Roo-ah-rooo-ahhh.
What's that?
It's the Cute Guy Alarm.
It sounds like a bird.
Squee-squee-squawky-squiggly-squee.-- Eric Arvin
Echo, the death of a sound that had nowhere to go but to come back.