cicala

Everything that lived or grew, was oppressed by the glare; except the lizard, passing swiftly over rough stone walls, and the cicala, chirping his dry hot chirp, like a rattle.

Little Dorrit 2007

Then the LUCCIOLA, the fire-fly of Tuscany, was seen to flash its sudden sparks among the foliage, while the cicala, with its shrill note, became more clamorous than even during the noon-day heat, loving best the hour when the English beetle, with less offensive sound, winds

The Mysteries of Udolpho 2004

Already a blast of heat was rising over the land and the rasping cries of the cicala fretted their talk; and Caterina bade him follow her down into the _voto_ -- the vast, cool, underground chambers which, for the patricians of Cyprus, made life possible during this heated term, between the freshness of the morning and the comfort of the evening shadows.

The Royal Pawn of Venice A Romance of Cyprus Lawrence Turnbull

And it resounded with the notes of the male Kokila and of the shrill cicala.

The Mahabharata of Krishna-Dwaipayana Vyasa Translated into English Prose Adi Parva Kisari Mohan [Translator] Ganguli

It resembles the flitting of some gipsy, or rather it reminds me of an engraving in a book of fables I owned in my childhood: the whole thing is exactly like the slender wardrobe and the long guitar which the cicala who had sung all the summer, carried upon her back when she knocked at the door of her neighbor the ant.

The French Immortals Series — Complete Various

And it resounded with the notes of the male Kokila and of the shrill cicala.

The Mahabharata of Krishna-Dwaipayana Vyasa, Volume 1 Books 1, 2 and 3 Kisari Mohan [Translator] Ganguli

The sound of the river and of the cicala is all the noise we hear.

The Letters of Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1 of 2) 1907

The complaint of the cicala, torn away by shepherds from its harmless green life of song and dew among the leaves, and the poem bidding the blackbird leave the dangerous oak, where, with its breast against a spray, it pours out its clear music, [9] are probably of

Select Epigrams from the Greek Anthology Anonymous 1902

The sound of the river and of the cicala is all the noise we hear.

The Letters of Elizabeth Barrett Browning Kenyon, Frederic G 1898

You are to hear a voice that puts to silence all others, as the trumpet the flute, as the cicala the bee, as the choir the tuning-fork.

Works of Lucian of Samosata — Volume 03 of Samosata Lucian 1895