1
The flight of the nighthawk is free and graceful in the extreme.
2
Clearly it came through the still air-theeerie hoot of a nighthawk.
3
A nighthawk, wheeling overhead through the rain, sent down her discordant cry.
4
Through all the turmoil the nighthawk slept peacefully in the shade of a sage-clump.
5
The black bat and the darting nighthawk were a-wing, grim spectres of the dusk.