Tweet was all right, and I hain't got anything to say against her.
The swallow sang "Tweet, tweet," and from his song came the whole story.
"Tweet," they replied and drew back the left foot three times.
It could not be from fear of us, certainly, though I did say 'tweet' rather loudly.
This must be the beautiful,—tweet,—only this is larger than a peacock.
Tweet, tweet; ...