"Heron" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... beheld the coming foe, wheeling round, as the hawk on the heron;—halted, drew up his few men in a semicircle, with their large shields as a rampart, and their levelled spears as a palisade; and before them all, as a tower, stood Harold with his axe. In a minute more he was surrounded; and through the rain of javelins that poured upon ...
— Harold, Complete - The Last Of The Saxon Kings • Edward Bulwer-Lytton
... told Little Joe his plan, and laughing and giggling, the two little scamps hurried off to find Longlegs the Blue Heron. ...
— The Adventures of Grandfather Frog • Thornton W. Burgess
... need not tell. Who is he with the cassock on, Who bursts my second sight upon, A merry twinkle in his eye, Not sanctimonious, nor yet sly, His country, one can scarcely miss Such pure Hibernian brogue is his? Tis surely Father Heron's gait, Bytown's first priest in '28. Close in canonical degree, John Cannon's stately form I see, In bigotry no stern red-tapist, Favorite of Protestant and Papist; A jovial blade with soul elastic, No gloomy-faced ecclesiastic, ...
— Recollections of Bytown and Its Old Inhabitants • William Pittman Lett
... was as enthusiastic as the girls; she climbed over fallen tree trunks, grubbed among dead leaves, jumped the brook and scaled fences with delightful energy. It was she who pointed out the heron sailing overhead, and noticed the gold-crested wren's nest hanging under the branch of a fir, a little battered with autumn rain, and too high, alas! to be taken, but a most interesting item to go down in the note-books. The girls could hardly ...
— The Luckiest Girl in the School • Angela Brazil
... hordes of them, nest in the tulares. Any day's venture will raise from open shallows the great blue heron on his hollow wings. Chill evenings the mallard drakes cry continually from the glassy pools, the bittern's hollow boom rolls along the water paths. Strange and farflown fowl drop down against the saffron, autumn sky. All day wings beat above it hazy with speed; long ...
— The Land of Little Rain • Mary Austin
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