1 He glowered at her like a downy young owl.
2 We might get some puppies, or owl eggs, or snakeskins.
3 In the ravine a ringdove mourned plaintively, and somewhere off in the bushes an owl hooted.
4 There was no sound abroad except the hooting of an old owl in the top of a water-oak, and the everlasting voice of the sea, that was not uplifted at that soft hour.
5 The old owl no longer hooted, and the water-oaks had ceased to moan as they bent their heads.
6 So she watched them every hour of the day, and had learned to see like an owl at night to watch them then.
7 Instead of the voices of her children, she hears by day the moans of the dove, and by night the screams of the hideous owl.
The Narrative of the Life By Frederick DouglassContext Highlight In CHAPTER VIII 8 He and his friends had hardly crouched down before the melancholy hooting of a mountain owl was heard within a few yards of them, which was immediately answered by another hoot at a small distance.
A Study In Scarlet By Arthur Conan DoyleContext Highlight In PART II: CHAPTER IV. A FLIGHT FOR LIFE 9 She became, of a sudden, solemn as an owl.
10 A churchyard haunter at whom the owl hoots and the ivy mocks tap-tap-tapping on the pane.
11 The owl hoots and the ivy mocks tap-tap-tapping on the pane.
12 He lit up the difficult places with a flash-light torch, and they went on again, while an owl softly hooted over the oaks, and Flossie padded silently around.
13 The bright little figures ceased to move about below, a noiseless owl flitted by, and I shivered with the chill of the night.
14 The hooting of a distant owl was all the sound that troubled the dead stillness.
15 Spirits whispered in the rustling leaves, ghosts lurked in the murky nooks, the deep baying of a hound floated up out of the distance, an owl answered with his sepulchral note.