From warriors ravens grew red And with their leader a host attacked.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
We used to play football on the levee, with no shirts on in the summer - August in New Orleans - and my skin would turn red. They'd call me Redskin, Red Apache, then it turned around to Apache Red.
People abusing their power makes me see red.
Hate is ravening vulture beaks descending on a place of skulls.
I have a thing for red-haired Irish boys, as we know.
The McCarthy boys, at the proper moment, gave orders to fire upon the advancing enemy.
A zeal for the defence of their country led these heroes to the scene of action, though with a few men to attack a powerful army of experienced warriors.
All colors are the friends of their neighbors and the lovers of their opposites.
One of the most graceful of warriors is the robin. I know few prettier sights than two males challenging and curveting about each other upon the grass in early spring. Their attentions to each other are so courteous and restrained.
Red is a benevolent dictatorship.
I understood that 'The Yellow Birds' would be a peculiar representation of the experience of being at war. I intended it to be so.