"Mousing" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... that canoe. No, he hasn't taken his rod; he seldom does; he's perfectly crazy over things of this sort. All day and half the night he's out prowling about the woods, not fishing, not shooting, just mousing around and listening and looking. And for all his dreadfully expensive collection of arms and rods, he uses them very little. See him out there drifting about with the fish breaking all around—some within a foot of his canoe! He'll never come in to dress for ...
— The Danger Mark • Robert W. Chambers
... walk S. must have been mistaken in his eloquent reference to the crake of the landrail, though he might have been correct as to the weak, piping cry of the circling bats, and the ghostly passage of flitting owl mousing low over the meadow. These alone, he said, broke the silence; in this M. took him to task, having himself heard the tinkling of sheep bells and the barking ...
— Lines in Pleasant Places - Being the Aftermath of an Old Angler • William Senior
... as the mousing owl, Night-hawk, or other nocturnal fowl,— But more profitless vigils keeping,— Wide awake in the dark they stare, Filling with phantoms the vacant air, As if that Crookback'd Tyrant Care Had plotted to kill ...
— The Poetical Works of Thomas Hood • Thomas Hood
... one of your snapping, sparkling, busy sort of girls, began at once to develop her womanhood, and show her principles, and was as different from her former self as your careworn, mousing old cat is from your rollicking, frisky kitten. Not but that Sophie was a good girl. She had a capital heart, a good, true womanly one, and was loving and obliging; but still she was one of the desperately painstaking, conscientious sort of women whose very blood, as they grow older, is devoured ...
— The Atlantic Monthly, Vol. 13, No. 76, February, 1864 • Various
... memories of the homeward walk S. must have been mistaken in his eloquent reference to the crake of the landrail, though he might have been correct as to the weak, piping cry of the circling bats, and the ghostly passage of flitting owl mousing low over the meadow. These alone, he said, broke the silence; in this M. took him to task, having himself heard the tinkling of sheep bells and the barking ...
— Lines in Pleasant Places - Being the Aftermath of an Old Angler • William Senior
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