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moor·hen

 (mo͝or′hĕn′)
n. Chiefly British
A widely distributed gallinule (Gallinula chloropus) having a black body and a red and yellow bill that extends up onto the forehead.

[moor + hen.]

moorhen

(ˈmʊəˌhɛn; ˈmɔː-)
n
1. (Animals) a bird, Gallinula chloropus, inhabiting ponds, lakes, etc, having a black plumage, red bill, and a red shield above the bill: family Rallidae (rails)
2. (Animals) the female of the red grouse

moor•hen

(ˈmʊərˌhɛn)

n.
a common species of gallinule, Gallinula chloropus, of nearly worldwide distribution.
[1250–1300]
ThesaurusAntonymsRelated WordsSynonymsLegend:
Noun1.moorhen - black gallinule that inhabits ponds and lakesmoorhen - black gallinule that inhabits ponds and lakes
gallinule, swamphen, water hen, marsh hen - any of various small aquatic birds of the genus Gallinula distinguished from rails by a frontal shield and a resemblance to domestic hens
2.moorhen - female red grouse
Lagopus scoticus, moorbird, moor-bird, moorfowl, moorgame, red grouse - reddish-brown grouse of upland moors of Great Britain
Translations
poule d’eau

moorhen

[ˈmʊəhen] Npolla f de agua

moorhen

nTeichhuhn nt

moorhen

[ˈmʊəˌhɛn] ngallinella d'acqua
References in classic literature ?
"Ay, the old Madman has got the best collection in the house, out and out," said Tom; and then Martin, warming with unaccustomed good cheer and the chance of a convert, launched out into a proposed bird-nesting campaign, betraying all manner of important secrets--a golden-crested wren's nest near Butlin's Mound, a moor-hen who was sitting on nine eggs in a pond down the Barby road, and a kingfisher's nest in a corner of the old canal above Brownsover Mill.
Water-fowl, of all descriptions, rose from their coverts, and hurried towards us: the heavy Muscovy ducks, sheldrakes, Burrow ducks from the Severn, sea-gulls, Canada and Cape and tall Peruvian geese, and the little moor-hen and teal, half-sailing, half-flying, with six majestic swans, all drew near to be fed.
Looking back on it, she remembered the pleasant movement of the swinging gate; the lovely moment when the calf overcame its fear and licked her hand; the cool dribbling of the Indian corn between her fingers; the scent of the white violets by the garden door; the manly feeling of the rope round her waist and the elastic under her chin; the sight of the moor-hen's tiny footmarks on the sandy shore and the flash of the kingfisher across the river.