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peaceful farmer any peace, ploughing his field or gathering his grain, So fierce you whirr and pound you drums--so shrill you bugles blow. Beat! beat! drums!--blow! bugles! blow! Over the traffic of cities--over the rumble of wheels in...

yet again. Glou.: But have I fall'n, or no? Edg.: From the dread summit of this chalky bourn. Look up a-height;—the shrill-gorg'd lark so far Cannot be seen or heard: do but look up. Glou.: Alack, I have no eyes.— Is wretchedness...

tree frogs in a breeding event on Kaw Mountain, French Guiana. To attract mates, lesser tree frogs produce short, shrill calls. Huge numbers gather, and the spectacular breeding event – triggered by heavy rains – lasts for just a few...

acid and get rid of it." ​ At that moment, there is a shaking in the ashes. With the outline of a giant golem, and a shrill scream, a flock of ash-fire imps fly up. As if the mountains themselves were breathing in, the whirlwind of battle...