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FlyFamily
FlyFlying
FlyButterfly (swimming)
FlyFirst Love Yourself
FlyForever Living Young
FlyFresh Lifelines for Youth (California)
FlyFlight Line Yellow
FlyFront Line Youth (church youth group)
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They never hit me, of course; we swallows fly far too well for that, and besides, I come of a family famous for its agility; but still, it was a mark of disrespect."
"To-morrow my friends will fly up to the Second Cataract.
He was quite unaware already that he had ever been human, and thought he was a bird, even in appearance, just the same as in his early days, and when he tried to catch a fly he did not understand that the reason he missed it was because he had attempted to seize it with his hand, which, of course, a bird never does.
It is a blessing that he did not know, for otherwise he would have lost faith in his power to fly, and the moment you doubt whether you can fly, you cease forever to be able to do it.
Alfred Butteridge from the Crystal Palace to Glasgow and back in a small businesslike-looking machine heavier than air--an entirely manageable and controllable machine that could fly as well as a pigeon.
Butteridge's success a really very considerable number of newspapers, tempted by the impunity of the pioneers in this direction, had pledged themselves to pay in some cases, quite overwhelming sums to the first person to fly from Manchester to Glasgow, from London to Manchester, one hundred miles, two hundred miles in England, and the like.
You will then find a ship at your side, step into it and fly to the King's Palace.
If the Gargoyles can unhook the wings then the power to fly lies in the wings themselves, and not in the wooden bodies of the people who wear them.
"But how would it help us to be able to fly?" questioned the girl.
Only a few of them still move, rise, and feebly fly to settle on the enemy's hand, lacking the spirit to die stinging him; the rest are dead and fall as lightly as fish scales.
"Does it fly," asks the artful child, "the way you flew when you were a little girl?"
The priest's eye was staring, wild, flaming, and remained riveted on the horrible little group of the spider and the fly.