You say that he hums.

When warm from myrtle bays and tranquil seas, Comes on, to whisper hope, the vernal breeze, When hums the mountain bee in May's glad ear, And emerald isles to spot the heights appear, 1815.]

There was an Old Man of El Hums, Who lived upon nothing but crumbs, Which he picked off the ground, with the other birds round, In the roads and the lanes of El Hums.

There was an Old Man of El Hums, Who lived upon nothing but crumbs, Which he picked off the ground, with the other birds round, In the roads and the lanes of El Hums.

The humming is the vibration of their wings while flyingfor the same reason that a blue-bottle or an aeroplane hums.

But Madame Bad Luck soberly comes And stays,no fancy has she for flitting, Snatches of true love-songs she hums, And sits by your bed, and brings her knitting.

As he draws it down and lets it up again with the peculiar rhythmic swing of long experienceheaping up his fire with a little iron paddle held in the other handhe hums to himself in a high curious old voice, no words at all, just a tune of contented employment in consonance with the breathing of the bellows and the mounting flames of the forge.

Sometimes she hums a little tune which I never confess to hearing, lest I miss some of the unconscious cadences.

He hums about Westminster Hall, and returns home with his pockets like a bee with his thighs laden; and that which Horace says of an ant, Ore trahit quodcunque potest, atque addit acervo, is true of him, for he gathers all his heap with the labour of his mouth rather than his brain and hands.

[He hums the tune the BLACKBIRD has been whistling.]

Every telegraphic wire strung from post to post, as it hums in the wind, murmurs his eulogy.

The office-boy hums it, The book-keeper drums it, It's whistled by all on the street; The hand-organ grinds it, The music-box winds it, It's sung by the "cop" on the beat.

And then he seeks the window-frame, all sashless, blank and bare, And wipes his plucky Irish face and gasps a bit for air; Then, standing on the slimy ledge, as narrow as his feet, He hums a tune, and looks straight down six stories to the street; Far, far below he sees the crowd's pale faces flush and fade, But Fireman Mike O'Rafferty can't stop to be afraid.

Professor Spaghetti the music supplies, From his hurdy-gurdy the waltz is sublime; His fair daughter Rosa, whose tambourine flies, Is merrily thumping the rollicking time; The Widow McCann pats the tune with her slipper, The peanut-man hums as he peers from his stall, And Officer Quinn for a moment looks in To see the new steps at the hand-organ ball.

ACT THIRD SCENE IOSSEP'S HOUSE NATO [stands before the mirror elegantly dressed, and, while she prinks, hums a European melody.

Along the frozen lake she comes In linking crescents, light and fleet; The ice-imprisoned Undine hums A welcome to her little feet.

" Bacon also hath it: "Woods of oranges will smell into the sea perhaps twenty miles; but what is that, since a peal of ordnance will do as much, which moveth in a small compass?" It is once used by Shakespeare, Macbeth: "Ere to black Hecate's summons The shard-borne beetle, with drowsy hums, Hath rung night's yawning peal, there shall be done A deed of dreadful note.

The rain is falling quietly and the wind has gone down, but the memory of the din still hums in my ears.

Maire hums a tune as she goes to the mirror.

But it is not to be doubted there were many very proper Hums and Pauses in his Harangue, which lose their Ugliness in the Narration, and which my Correspondent (begging his Pardon) has no very good Talent at representing.

o' guns; Ez wheels the sentry, glints a flash o' light Along the firelock won at Concord Fight, An' 'twixt the silences, now fur, now nigh, Rings the sharp chellenge, hums the low reply.

Lips unused to thee, Bashful, sip thy jasmines, As the fainting bee, Reaching late his flower, Round her chamber hums, Counts his nectars enters, And is lost in balms!

[She hums the melody.]

" Soon after this, an hour at most, My spurs are growing stiff with frost When in comes Lisa, hums some snatches, And rakes the fire until it catches.

Others had followed in his footsteps, using the musical telephone to transmit messages with the Morse code by means of long and short hums.