Sings
[sɪŋs]
Examples
- They pluck his feathers now and then and clip his wings, but he sings, he sings! Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
- Yes, he sings for me, and I read to him in my Bible; and he explains what it means, you know. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
- He handed us the grapes, repeating in his radiant way, He sings! Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
- Seldom goes out at other times, except when she sings. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes.
- When a human being talks or sings, the air within the mouth cavity is thrown into sympathetic vibration and strengthens the otherwise feeble tone of the speaker. Bertha M. Clark. General Science.
- I shall not get my deserts, for the urn sings cheerily. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- Not an ambitious note, but still he sings. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
- She lives quietly, sings at concerts, drives out at five every day, and returns at seven sharp for dinner. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes.
- This is where the bird lives and sings. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
- Now, we must finish with Mignon's song, for Mr. Bhaer sings that, said Jo, before the pause grew painful. Louisa May Alcott. Little Women.
- When Louis sings--tones off like a soft, deep bell--I've felt myself tremble again. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
- When she sings, the songs are always sad ones, and now and then I see a look in her face that I don't understand. Louisa May Alcott. Little Women.
- Only one, and he a miserable creature, of a crazed aspect, is so shattered and made drunk by horror, that he sings, and tries to dance. Charles Dickens. A Tale of Two Cities.
- How she sings,--how she paints, thought he. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- This, said Mr. Skimpole, is my Beauty daughter, Arethusa--plays and sings odds and ends like her father. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
- It is a musical one--and, to the surprise of the oriental travellers, sings a comic song, composed by Mr. Wagg. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- This is my Comedy daughter, Kitty--sings a little but don't play. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
- Wal, I loses off my hat, and sings out nuff to raise the dead. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
- Don't he look fierce at any strange cove that laughs or sings when he's in company! Charles Dickens. Oliver Twist.
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