He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle, And away they all flew like the down of a thistle. But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight, 'Happy Christmas to all. And to all a good night.'
I think some orator commenting upon that fate said that though the winds of heaven might whistle around an Englishman's cottage, the King of England could not.
No one can whistle a symphony. It takes an orchestra to play it.halford e. luccock
I can hum a fugue of which I've heard the music's din afore, And whistle all the airs from that infernal nonsense Pinafore.Sir W(illiam) S(chwenck) Gilbert
Those who wait for the USSR to reject Communism must wait until a shrimp learns to whistle.
The only candidate who can whistle Dixie while humming the Battle Hymn of the Republic.
Heap on more wood!the wind is chill; But let it whistle as it will, We'll keep our Christmas merry still.
I think he must have an egg-timer - every four minutes, he blows the whistle.jack gibson
In practice he never stopped until you blew the whistle, There were times he'd keep running, going across the parking lot and into neighborhood, and one of the kids would say, "Coach, you forgot to blow the whistle. You have to go get Javon."javon ringer
Four hoarse blasts of a ship’s whistle still raise the hair on my neck and set my feet to tapping.john steinbeck
If his Majesty is resolved to have my head, he may make a whistle of my arse if he pleases.algernon sydney
Christmas is here:Winds whistle shrill,Icy and chill.Little care we;Little we fearWeather without,Sheltered aboutThe Mahogany Tree.william makepeace thackeray
Heap on more wood!-the wind is chill; But let it whistle as it will, We’ll keep our Christmas merry still.walter scott
Goss and Bennett …trained him to make Europe yawn; and he took advantage of their training to make London and New York laugh and whistle.arthur sullivan
What if in Scotland's wilds we veil'd our head, Where tempests whistle round the sordid bed; Where the rug's two-fold use we might display, By night a blanket, and a plaid by day.
When Trotsky, in the first weeks of his regime, threatened opponents with an ingenious gadget that shortens a person "only by the length of a head," one may have dismissed the remark as a bad joke from a temperamental orator trying to cut the figure of a Robespierre. A few months passed and the tasteless joke became harsh reality, the difference being that, in "liberated" Russia, now instead of the chop of the bourgeois guillotine, "socialist" bullets whistle from Latvian rifles.
There is a jewel which no Indian mines can buy, No chymic art can counterfeit; It makes men rich in greatest poverty, Makes water wine; turns wooden cups to gold; The homely whistle to sweet music's strain, Seldom it comes; to few from Heaven sent, That much in little, all in naught, Content.
whistle, and she'll come to you.