The night is fresh, silent, exquisite, the eternal song of the cicalas fills the air.
Gradually, as we advanced further up the green channel, the perfumes became more penetrating, and the monotonous chirp of the cicalas swelled out like an orchestral crescendo.
We hear the rain falling on our old roof; the cicalas are mute; odors of wet earth reach us from the gardens and the mountain.
Such is the inevitable scene that takes place every evening, and delays our retiring to rest under the dark blue gauze net for a good quarter of an hour; while the cicalas on the roof seem to mock us with their ceaseless song.
The cocks and the cicalas make themselves heard, and now Madame Prune will begin her mystic drone.
The cicalas were chirping their loudest, the strident noise trembling feverishly in the hot air.
Whole families of cicalas chirp day and night under our old resounding roof.
Needless to say that the cicalas around us keep up their perpetual sonorous chirping.
Others sing in sharp high voices hopping about continually, like cicalas in delirium.
Gradually, as we advanced farther up the green channel, the perfumes became more penetrating, and the monotonous chirp of the cicalas swelled out like an orchestral crescendo.
I felt myself vibrating painfully to the rhythmical sound of the cicalas which filled the atmosphere.
Needless to say, the cicalas around us keep up their perpetual sonorous chirping.
Such is the inevitable scene that takes place every evening, and delays our retiring to rest under the dark-blue gauze net for a good quarter of an hour; while the cicalas on the roof seem to mock us with their ceaseless song.
Others sing in sharp, high voices, hopping about continually, like cicalas in delirium.
The day grew hotter; the song of the cicalas swelled up like an anthem, and the butterflies drowsed upon the flowers.
If it should rain the butterflies will only seek their shelter, the cicalas will be still, and the pores of the thirsty earth will open.
And yet, as we approached the monastery through the fragrant shade of cypress avenues, the scent of pine needles and the song of cicalas rose together like the voice of the wilderness and the solitary place which has been made glad.
In the church overhead the monks were intoning, and the song of the cicalas floated up from the fragrant cypress-woods as though they too were praising God.
And all the way the cicalas were singing by the roadside, and we bore the memory of fragrant sunlit hours in our hearts.
Near at hand a boy was singing like a lover at his work; there were flowers at our feet, and cicalas fluting in the silver foliage overhead.
I will see to it that the cicalas shall yet lull her to sleep.
But when the cicalas had hushed their chirping, all were mustered again for supper; and having blithely feasted, they all addressed them to song and dance.
A few cicalas in a line of white poplars by the wayside alone maintained their alacrity, and clicked and whirred as if sirocco was of all airs the most invigorating.
Cicalas chirped in the bushes, and the fragrance of the southern night came drowsily along the wind.
He remained leaning against the wall, staring at the dark water of the harbour; the shrilling of cicalas filled his ears.
As he advanced in the profound silence, the shrilling of innumerable cicalas in the dry grass seemed positively deafening to his strained ears.
From the trees, where the cicalas chirped, to the quiet stars there was nothing but signs and gestures, weeping and sighing.
The cicalas are asleep, but the piping of the black mole-crickets continues all night.
Far in dim fieldscicalas jargoned A thin shrill clamour of complaints and cries; And all the woods were pallid, in strange wise, With pallor of the sad moon overspread.
The above list will hopefully give you a few useful examples demonstrating the appropriate usage of "cicalas" in a variety of sentences. We hope that you will now be able to make sentences using this word.
