Croatian term (edited): �um no�i

šum whirr
šum whir
šum poping
šum clang
šum clank
šum noise
šum murmur


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Note added at 12 hrs 29 mins (2004-05-04 07:36:32 GMT)
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Summary:-
whirr - birr, whir, whirring, churr, birr, purr, whir, whiz, whizz

http://www.realdictionary.com/w/dir/whirr.asp
Detailed description:-
3 Dictionary Entries found
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1) n :sound of something in rapid motion
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2) v :make a vibrant sound, as of some birds
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3) v :make a soft swishing sound, as of a motor working or wings flapping

http://members.aol.com/gamine1999/silentdawn.html
SILENT DAWN
... The planet was barren and sterile, so he missed the small night sounds of a living planet - the sway of trees in the breeze the whirr of night-wings, the rustle of insects in leaves underfoot.

Croatian term (edited): �um no�i

isto kao što je "The Shadow Of Night-Hymnus in Noctem" by George Chapman (1559-1634). Evo jednog dijela tog teksta.

255 Fall, Hercules, from heaven, in tempests hurl'd,
256And cleanse this beastly stable of the world;
257Or bend thy brazen bow against the Sun,
258As in Tartessus, when thou hadst begun
259Thy task of oxen: heat in more extremes
260Than thou wouldst suffer, with his envious beams.
261Now make him leave the world to Night and dreams.
262Never were virtue's labours so envied
263As in this light: shoot, shoot, and stoop his pride.
264Suffer no more his lustful rays to get
265The Earth with issue: let him still be set
266In Somnus' thickets: bound about the brows,
267With pitchy vapours, and with ebon boughs.


268 Rich taper'd sanctuary of the blest,
269Palace of Ruth, made all of tears, and rest,
270To thy black shades and desolat{.i}on
271I consecrate my life; and living moan,
272Where furies shall for ever fighting be,
273And adders hiss the world for hating me;
274Foxes shall bark, and night ravens belch in groans,
275And owls shall hollo my confus{.i}ons
276There will I furnish up my funeral bed,
277Strew'd with the bones and relics of the dead.
278Atlas shall let th' Olympic burthen fall,
279To cover my untombed face withal.
280And when as well, the matter of our kind,
281As the material substance of the mind,
282Shall cease their revolutions, in abode
283Of such impure and ugly period,
284As the old essence, and insensive prime:
285Then shall the ruins of the fourfold time,
286Turn'd to that lump (as rapting torrents rise),
287For ever murmur forth my miseries.

Croatian term (edited): �um no�i

po analogiji na "The SOund of Music"