roucoulements

Updated: May 25, 2025

The roucoulements of doves rose from the bushes down the face of the cliffs; the bell bird uttered his clear ringing note; the chime bird gave his celebrated imitation of a really gentlemanly sixty-horse power touring car hinting you out of the way with the mellowness of a chimed horn; the bottle bird poured gallons of guggling essence of happiness from his silver jug.

Stewart Edward White - The Land of Footprints

I have been in hell I came in from my drive very quietly, it was early, a quarter to six, Miss Sharp goes at six It was a horribly chilly evening and Burton had lit a bright wood fire and I suppose its crackling prevented my hearing the sounds which were coming from the next room for a minute. I sat down in my chair . What was that? the roucoulements of a dove?

Elinor Glyn - Man and Maid