...From the forward cockpit came a rustling sound...
Various 「Astounding Stories, August, 1931」
..."The white poplars, swaying night and day above my grave,should seem to utter prayers for my soul in the rustling of theirgreen and silver leaves...
Gustavo Adolfo Becquer 「Legends, Tales and Poems」
... the innumerable rustling poplars of Blois...
Alexandre Dumas, Pere 「Ten Years Later」
... Aramis, in fact, remained alone, on that side at least; for hardly had he turned his head when a woman’s footsteps, and the rustling of her dress, were heard in the path close to him...
Alexandre Dumas, Pere 「Louise de la Valliere」
...He had heard noisy little Manu, and even the soft rustling of theparting shrubbery where Sheeta passed before either of these alertanimals sensed his presence...
Edgar Rice Burroughs 「Tarzan the Untamed」
...The insects had ceased their shrilling; the night birds their chirping; the animals, great and small, their callings or their stealthy rustling to and fro...
Stewart Edward White 「African Camp Fires」
... The rustling citron, lime, and orange, shady mango with its fruits of gold, and the palmetto's umbrageous beauty, all welcomed the child of sorrow...
William Wells Brown 「Clotelle」
...Not a sound could be heard but the moaning of the wind through thebranches of the trees, and the rustling of the leaves as it caught them up andwhirled them in all directions...
Leo Tolstoy 「The Kreutzer Sonata and Other Stories」
...The unsophisticated old gentleman wouldsee train after train of railroad cars rustling over theplains, every window smoking with the bombardmentlike the port-holes of a man-of-war...
W. E. Webb 「Buffalo Land」
...The rustling andfluttering among the tree tops was terrific, and showersof twigs and bark rained down upon us...
W. E. Webb 「Buffalo Land」
...The beavers lost no time in getting at their labor, and Baree watchedand listened without so much as rustling a blade of the grass in whichhe was concealed...
James Oliver Curwood 「Baree, Son of Kazan」
...A chickadeedigging in a rotten limb pauses to spit outa mouthful of punky wood and the brownVanessa, edged with yellow, first butterfly ofthe season, flutters by on rustling wings...
Fannie Hardy Eckstorm 「The Woodpeckers」
...I hear them rustling at night in thegreen thickets...
J. H. Fabre 「The Wonders of Instinct」
...This only the swayingtrails of water-weeds and rustling sedgestoy with now; and swift-winged swallowscoyly touch...
Rowland E. Robinson 「In New England Fields and Woods」
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