A Syllable is a non-significant
sound, composed of a mute and a vowel: for GR without A is a syllable, as also with A,--GRA.
Poetics of Aristotle
It was like the
sound of a church-bell: but it was only heard for a moment, for the rolling of the carriages and the voices of the multitude made too great a noise.
Andersens Fairy Tales
By the few
sounds we possessed we were enabled to think a short distance beyond those
sounds; then came the need for new
sounds wherewith to express the new thought.
Before Adam
A sense of delicious dreaminess overcame me, my muscles relaxed, and I was on the point of giving way to my desire to sleep when the
sound of approaching horses reached my ears.
Princess of Mars
Still he strove to analyse the
sound. Sonorous as thunder was it, mellow as a golden bell, thin and sweet as a thrummed taut cord of silver--no; it was none of these, nor a blend of these.
The Red One
But arouse, and come with me; I will lead you where all other
sounds but those of your own psalmody shall be excluded."
Last of The Mohicans
Little by little, the
sound came nearer and nearer to my bed--and then suddenly stopped just as I fancied it was close by me.
The Two Destinies
Some of those who saw its flight say it travelled with a hissing
sound. I myself heard nothing of that.
War Of The Worlds
Each bird seemed to
sound some note of fear or anger or seeking, and the whirring of wings never ceased nor lessened.
Lair of the White Worm
And with that light, and as if in reply to it, came the
sound of guns ahead of them.
War and Peace
The only
sound was the falling of the low waves upon the stony beach and the faint scrunching of the pebbles drawn back by the ebb.
The Vanished Messenger
In the evening the young girl and her companion were employed in various occupations which I did not understand; and the old man again took up the instrument which produced the divine
sounds that had enchanted me in the morning.
Frankenstein
For when it dawned--they dropped their arms, And clustered round the mast; Sweet
sounds rose slowly through their mouths, And from their bodies passed.
The Rime of the Ancient Mariner
"In truth, our village has become a butt For one of those fleet railroad shafts, and o'er Our peaceful plain its soothing
sound is -- Concord."
Walden & on the Duty of Civil Disobedience
From the thickest parts of the copse, where the snow still remained, came the faint
sound of narrow winding threads of water running away.
Anna Karenina