"Owlet" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... Palmer and the holy dame. The moon among the clouds rose high, And all the city hum was by. Upon the street, where late before Did din of war and warriors roar, You might have heard a pebble fall, A beetle hum, a cricket sing, An owlet flap his boding wing On Giles's steeple tall. The antique buildings, climbing high, Whose Gothic frontlets sought the sky, Were here wrapt deep in shade; There on their brows the moonbeam broke Through the faint wreaths of silvery smoke, ...
— Marmion: A Tale of Flodden Field • Walter Scott
... that age and not to have been expected from a bachelor-minded man same as me. And if I'd had the second sight and been able to see where the fatal passion was going to take me, I'd have kept my eyes off Jenny Owlet very careful indeed. ...
— The Torch and Other Tales • Eden Phillpotts
... in the world to make a parson's wife. He had his ideal of what such a wife should be, if she were to be allowed to exist at all—the same ideal which Mr. Paget has drawn in his charming little book (would that all parsons' wives would read and perpend), the "Owlet of Owlstone Edge." But Valencia would surely not make a Beatrice. Beautiful she was, glorious, lovable, but not the helpmeet whom he needed. And he fought against the new dream like a brave man. He fasted, he wept, he prayed: but his prayers seemed ...
— Two Years Ago, Volume I • Charles Kingsley
... Hoo! hoo!" exclaimed the blacking boy, as soon as Lavinia had disappeared up the stairs, dancing about with his hands on his hips. "Look here, Tom,"—to a boy with a pail, who had just come in—"here be an Owlet's just flown in out of the mud. Hoo! hoo! Where did you get that 'ere patch on ...
— The Carbonels • Charlotte M. Yonge
... here by night: When some red sudden torch would blaze, She saw by fits, with childish fright, The cork-trees twist beside the ways. Like dancing demon shapes they showed, With malice drunk; the bat beat by, The owlet sobbed; on, on they rode, She knew not ...
— Ride to the Lady • Helen Gray Cone
... Rocked him in his linden cradle, Bedded soft in moss and rushes, Safely bound with reindeer sinews; Stilled his fretful wail by saying, "Hush! the Naked Bear will hear thee!" Lulled him into slumber, singing, "Ewa-yea! my little owlet! Who is this, that lights the wigwam? With his great eyes lights the wigwam? Ewa-yea! ...
— Indian Legends of Minnesota • Various
... princess awaked, and popping her head out between the folds of the wise woman's cloak—a very ugly little owlet she looked—saw that they were entering the wood. Now there is something awful about every wood, especially in the moonlight; and perhaps a fir-wood is more awful than other woods. For one thing, it lets a little more light through, rendering the darkness a little ...
— A Double Story • George MacDonald
... carry now your bundle, You old grey man? Over hill and dale and meadow Lighter than an owlet's shadow We will whirl it through the air, Through blue regions shrill and bare, So you may in comfort fare— Shall we carry now your bundle, ...
— Collected Poems 1901-1918 in Two Volumes - Volume II. • Walter de la Mare |
