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More "Crake" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... meadow-crake," said Harry, who was holding the kite: "let's go and hunt him up; perhaps ...
— Hollowdell Grange - Holiday Hours in a Country Home • George Manville Fenn
... the toads cry to one another, feeling rain coming, "Crake! crake! crake! We love a wet world as men an evil way. The skies are going to weep; let us ...
— Wisdom, Wit, and Pathos of Ouida - Selected from the Works of Ouida • Ouida
... that me dear bought, I see your cunning is little or nought; And I should follow your school, Soon ye would make me a fool! Therefore crake no longer here, Lest I take you on the ear, And make your head ...
— A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Vol. II • Robert Dodsley
... corn-crake flew up almost under my feet and flew away as straight as a bullet. Involuntarily I ...
— Knock, Knock, Knock and Other Stories • Ivan Turgenev
... Pappe with an Hatchett, alias, a Fig for my Godsonne, or crake me this Nutt, or, a Countrie Cuffe, that is a sound Box of the Eare for the Idiot Martin, to hold his Peace: seeing the Patch will take no warning; written by one that dares call a Dog a Dog. Rare. Printed by Anoke and ...
— Bibliomania; or Book-Madness - A Bibliographical Romance • Thomas Frognall Dibdin
... blue-ribbon fever set in,' said Miss Nugent. 'Gerard told me I was supporting the cause of intemperance yesterday because I was so wicked as to carry the rest of your bottle of port, Miss Headworth, to poor Anne Crake.' ...
— Nuttie's Father • Charlotte M. Yonge
... she, "there's a bird, a big bird. Dear So-so, can you see him? I can't, because of the sun. What a queer noise he makes. Crake! crake! Oh, I can see him now! He is not flying, he is running, and he has gone into the corn. I do wish I were in the corn, I would catch him, and put him in ...
— Last Words - A Final Collection of Stories • Juliana Horatia Ewing
... John Crake, the master of the harriers, knows Latin?" said Tom, who had often thought he should like ...
— The Mill on the Floss • George Eliot
... perceived a bridle on a tree, and a red horse running toward them, which, on its approach, offered to carry St. Cuthbert's body. Accepting the proffered service, the body was put on the mysterious animal's back, which carried it to Crake Minster. Thence it was conveyed to Chester, where it remained a hundred and ten years. At the termination of that time it was removed to Ripon, to be laid beside the body of St. Wilfrid; but it was not destined to remain there more than a few months. As war, which had devastated ...
— The Mysteries of All Nations • James Grant
... than the emendations of commentators as a body, for we do not, any of us, like to see our mistresses "trip it as they go")—there are, I find, pictured by Mr. Gould, three 'species,' called by him, Porzana Minuta, Olivaceous Crake; Porzana Pygmaea, Baillon's Crake; and Porzana Maruetta, ...
— Love's Meinie - Three Lectures on Greek and English Birds • John Ruskin
... day what remained of the Battalion was moved across the river, and 2nd Lieutenant Stewart Smith assumed command, to be followed shortly by Captain Crake. ...
— With a Highland Regiment in Mesopotamia - 1916—1917 • Anonymous
... a bird, a big bird. Dear So-so, can you see him? I can't, because of the sun. What a queer noise he makes. Crake! crake! Oh, I can see him now! He is not flying, he is running, and he has gone into the corn. I do wish I were in the corn, I would catch him, and put him in ...
— Last Words - A Final Collection of Stories • Juliana Horatia Ewing
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