dawis

Updated: May 14, 2025

"Hey! now the day dawis, The jolly cock crawis " "The wind will head us in the upper reach: but beyond it blows fair for Corsica!" He leapt to his feet and laughed, blithe as the larks now chorussing outside the window. But my head was heavy, and somehow my heart too, as we walked down to the shore. My Uncle Gervase stood on the grass-grown quay; my father on the deck.

Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch - Sir John Constantine : Memoirs of His Adventures At Home and Abroad and Particularly in the Island of Corsica: Beginning with the Year 1756

Once only though the kneeling cost him torture, and the sweat came no less from anguish than from exertion did he pause and straighten himself up to listen. Upstairs the Penhaligon children had awakened with the daylight and were talking chirruping like sparrows before they left their beds Hey! now the day dawis; The joly cock crawis . . .

Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch - Nicky-Nan, Reservist