Clattering

In Montpellier, the tram clattering along used to wake me up every day.

On modern trains, you don't notice the clattering.

The rain was clattering on the flat roof.

Suddenly in the middle of the night, I was startled by the clattering sound of a door.

The spot was pleasant enough; for the land breeze, blowing strong and full, set the leaves of the palm tree above his head to rattling and clattering continually against the sky, where, the moon then being about full, they shone every now and then like blades of steel.

The old village cart was ox‑drawn, clattering along the dusty road as the farmers hauled their harvest to market.

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Miss Greta closed her eyes. Quickly, however, did she open them again; for a dull noise, with certain whiskings-about and flutterings, together with low clatterings, approached her ear.

The woodcock, the snipe, and other nocturnal birds were all gone to rest; but the merry songsters of the wood now filled the air with their jubilee; the nutcracker began his monotonous clattering, the chaffinches and the wrens sang high in the sky, the blackcock scolded and blustered loudly, the thrush sang his mocking songs and libellous ditties about everybody, but became occasionally a little sentimental and warbled gently and bashfully some tender stanzas.