pewits

What can a man know who lives all his life on a hill with pewits for gossips?

Martin Pippin in the Apple Orchard 1922

What can a man know who lives all his life on a hill with pewits for gossips? '

Martin Pippin in the Apple Orchard 1921

As they touched the moor the lambs stirred at their mothers 'sides and the pewits rose and followed the white road to lure them from their secret places; they wheeled and wheeled round them, sending out their bored and weary cry.

The Three Sisters May Sinclair 1904

Since noon we've done nothing but pluck pheasants, pewits, wood-hens, and heath-cocks.

In the Yule-Log Glow, Book I Christmas Tales from 'Round the World 1902

Moors an 'moors an' moors, wi 'never a tree for shelter, an' grey houses wi 'flagstone rooves, and pewits cryin', an 'a windhover goin' to and fro just like these kites.

Indian Tales Rudyard Kipling 1900

Moors an 'moors an' moors, wi 'never a tree for shelter, an' gray houses wi 'flagstone rooves, and pewits cryin', an 'a windhover goin' to and fro just like these kites.

Life's Handicap Rudyard Kipling 1900

Kiomi and I were on the heath before sunrise, jumping gravel-pits, chasing sandpipers, mimicking pewits; it seemed to me I had only just heard the last of Osric's fiddle when yellow colour filled in along the sky over Riversley.

The Adventures of Harry Richmond — Volume 2 George Meredith 1868

The pewits 'eggs, dark in ground colour and boldly marked, are in strict harmony with the sober tints of moor and fallow, and on this circumstance alone their concealment and safety depend.

Darwinism (1889) Alfred Russel Wallace 1868

Kiomi and I were on the heath before sunrise, jumping gravel-pits, chasing sandpipers, mimicking pewits; it seemed to me I had only just heard the last of Osric's fiddle when yellow colour filled in along the sky over Riversley.

Complete Project Gutenberg Works of George Meredith George Meredith 1868

Kiomi and I were on the heath before sunrise, jumping gravel-pits, chasing sandpipers, mimicking pewits; it seemed to me I had only just heard the last of Osric's fiddle when yellow colour filled in along the sky over Riversley.

The Adventures of Harry Richmond — Complete George Meredith 1868