In Rio Bravo when Duke makes love to Feathers, the scene dissolves to the next morning where we see him putting on his vest and almost humming. It was subtle, but you knew what happened. Give me a towel and some blankets any day!
In Rio Bravo when Duke makes love to Feathers, the scene dissolves to the next morning where we see him putting on his vest and almost humming. It was subtle, but you knew what happened. Give me a towel and some blankets any day!
News from the humming city comes to it In sound of funeral or of marriage bells.
My dad says I could sing before I could talk, if that's possible. I was always humming and things like that.
There is geometry in the humming of the strings, there is music in the spacing of the spheres.
I find humming is very useful.
Life set itself to new processions of seed-time and harvest, the skin newly turned to seasonal variations, the very blood humming to new altitudes.
You always will be singing a song or humming a line or a melody.
Oh, how lovely was the morning Radiant beamed the sun above. Bees were humming, Sweet birds Singing, Music ringing through the grove. When within the shady woodland Joseph sought the God of love. Humbly kneeling, sweet appealing Twas the boy's first uttered prayer When the powers of sin assailing Filled his soul with deep despair But undaunted still, he trusted In his heav'nly Father's care. Suddenly a light descended. Brighter far than noon-day sun, And a shining glorious pillar O'er him fell, around him shone. While appeared two heav'nly beings, God the Father and the Son. Joseph, this is my beloved Hear Him' Oh, how sweet the word Joseph's humble prayer was answered, And he listened to the Lord. Oh, what rapture filled his bosom, For he saw the living God.
I'm not one for walking the beaches humming a melody. I love the discipline of sitting in the studio, writing and listening. That is my domain.
I never travel across this great nation without experiencing a feeling of gratitude and thanksgiving for all that we have and are. As I see its broad fruitful farms, its humming factories, its gleaming cities, certainly it is easy to realize that we have achieved unequaled material progress in this great country.
Mosquito is out, it's the end of the day she's humming and hunting her evening away. Who knows why such hunger arrives on such wings at sundown I guess it's the nature of things.
I am a black woman the music of my song some sweet arpeggio of tears is written in a minor key and I can be heard humming in the night Can be heard humming in the night.
I was influenced when I was younger by the cartoon movies that Disney put out, like Cinderella and what not. I watched those movies over and over when I was younger and the music is ingrained into my head. Nowadays, I'm still humming the tunes. It taught me the fundamentals.
For awhile after you quit Keats all other poetry seems to be only whistling or humming.
You've got to perform in a role hundreds of times. In keeping it fresh one can become a large, madly humming, demented refrigerator.
My own brain is to me the most unaccountable of machinery - always buzzing, humming, soaring roaring diving, and then buried in mud. And why? What's this passion for?
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