None but the lark so shrill and clear; Now at heaven's gate she claps her wings, The morn not waking till she sings.
My biggest accomplishment was playing 'Lark' on the daytime drama Port Charles because it was the most regular acting job I have had, and I had to step in and fill someone else's shoes.
Jerry and I always felt that the character was enjoying himself. He was having fun: he wasn't taking himself seriously. It was always a lark for him, as you can see in my early drawings.
I'd played with Jon Wurster as a duo just for a lark.
In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place, and in the sky, The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard among the guns below.
The bisy larke, messager of day.
The music soars within the little lark, And the lark soars.
I sing like a lark.
The owl goes not into the nest of the lark.
Dost thou love hawking? Thou hast hawks will soar Above the morning lark.
