... kept at it for happen fower or five minutes, an' then t' lass made a fresh motion wi' t' wand. What's coomin' next, I wondered, an' afore I'd done wonderin', sure enough, t' robins gat agate an' tried to shout down t' blackbirds an' all. You see I'd niver noticed afore that when t' birds start singin' i' t' morn they keep to a reg'lar order. It's just like a procession i' t' church. First cooms t' choir lads i' their ... — More Tales of the Ridings • Frederic Moorman
... I heard Latimer shout down the scuttle, too cautious to descend into the inferno of passion he could hear raging beneath him in ... — The Sea-Wolf • Jack London
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