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  • O thrush, your song is passing sweet, But never a song that you have sung Is half so sweet as thrushes sang When my dear love and I were young.

    Song   Sweet   Dear Love  
    "Other Days". "Bartlett's Familiar Quotations", 10th edition, 1919.
  • Nothing is so beautiful as spring- When weeds in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush.

    Beautiful   Weed   Spring  
    Gerard Manley Hopkins (2009). “Poems of Gerard Manley Hopkins”, p.29, ReadHowYouWant.com
  • Here, also, the future was cried aloud by the wind through the rocks, so that all those who heard would shiver, and then the liquid spring song of the thrush would make all the beauty of moonlight and sunlight blend together, making it true, so true, that happiness must come again

    Song   Spring   Wind  
  • In spring more mortal singers than belong To any one place cover us with song. Thrush, bluebird, blackbird, sparrow, and robin throng.

    Song   Spring   Robins  
    Robert Frost (1975). “The poetry of Robert Frost”
  • Really rather fascinating, you know,' he confided, and I recognized, with an internal sigh, the song of the scholar, as identifying a sound as the terr-whit! of a thrush.

    Song   Sound   Scholar  
    Diana Gabaldon (2015). “The Outlander Series 8-Book Bundle: Outlander, Dragonfly in Amber, Voyager, Drums of Autumn, The Fiery Cross, A Breath of Snow and Ashes, An Echo in the Bone, Written in My Own Heart's Blood”, p.20, Dell
  • Every spring I hear the thrush singing in the glowing woods he is only passing through. His voice is deep, then he lifts it until it seems to fall from the sky. I am thrilled. I am grateful. Then, by the end of morning, he's gone, nothing but silence out of the tree where he rested for a night. And this I find acceptable. Not enough is a poor life. But too much is, well, too much. Imagine Verdi or Mahler every day, all day. It would exhaust anyone.

    Morning   Spring   Fall  
    Mary Oliver (2012). “A Thousand Mornings: Poems”, p.39, Penguin
  • I never heard a wood thrush until I was a grown man, though I must have been surrounded by them every spring. Each year I discover new sights and sounds to teach me how blind and deaf I must still be.

    Spring   Men   Years  
  • When loud by landside streamlets gush, And clear in the greenwood quires the thrush, With sun on the meadows And songs in the shadows Comes again to me The gift of the tongues of the lea, The gift of the tongues of meadows. So when the earth is alive with gods, And the lusty ploughman breaks the sod, And the grass sings in the meadows, And the flowers smile in the shadows, Sits my heart at ease, Hearing the song of the leas, Singing the songs of the meadows.

    Song   Flower   Heart  
    Robert Louis Stevenson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Robert Louis Stevenson (Illustrated)”, p.3765, Delphi Classics
  • The day of fire is coming, the thrush will fly ablaze like a little sky rocket.

    Fire   Sky   Rockets  
    Anne Sexton (1974). “The death notebooks”, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt (HMH)
  • Nowadays, people are so jeezled up. If they took some chamomile tea and spent more time rocking on the porch in the evening listening to the liquid song of the hermit thrush, they might enjoy life more.

  • And if there is no lining to the world? If a thrush on a branch is not a sign, But just a thrush on the branch? If night and day Make no sense following each other?

    Night   Branches   World  
    Czeslaw Milosz, “Meaning”
  • A thrush, because I'd been wrong, Burst rightly into song In a world not vague, not lonely, Not governed by me only.

    Song   Lonely   World  
    Richard Wilbur (2006). “Collected Poems 1943-2004”, p.86, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
  • Gone were but the Winter, Come were but the Spring, I would go to a covert Where the birds sing; Where in the whitethorn Singeth a thrush, And a robin sings In the holly-bush. Full of fresh scents Are the budding boughs Arching high over A cool green house: Full of sweet scents, And whispering air Which sayeth softly: We spread no snare; Here dwell in safety, Here dwell alone, With a clear stream And a mossy stone. Here the sun shineth Most shadily; Here is heard an echo Of the far sea, Though far off it be.

    Sweet   Spring   Winter  
    Christina Rossetti (2008). “Poems and Prose”, p.11, OUP Oxford
  • Stand by the grey stone when the thrush knocks, and the setting sun with the last light of Durin’s Day will shine upon the key-hole.

    Keys   Light   Shining  
    J.R.R. Tolkien (2012). “The Hobbit”, p.27, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
  • Men had reached into the scrub and along its boundaries, had snatched what they could get and had gone away, uneasy in that vast indifferent peace; for a man was nothing, crawling ant-like among the myrtle bushes under the pines. Now they were gone, it was as though they had never been. The silence of the scrub was primordial. The wood-thrush crying across it might have been the first bird in the world-or the last.

    Men   Gone Away   Silence  
  • And from the phlox and mignonette Rich attars drift on every hand; And when star-vestured twilight comes The pale moths weave a saraband. And crickets in the aisles of grass With their clear fifing pierce the hush; And somewhere you many hear anear The passion of the hermit thrush.

    Stars   Twilight   Sunset  
  • I know him, February's thrush, And loud at eve he valentines On sprays that paw the naked bush Where soon will sprout the thorns and bines.

    Valentine   Thorns   Paws  
    George Meredith (1922). “The Complete Works of George Meredith”, p.8366, Library of Alexandria
  • The song of thrush and blackbird, joy that falls so gently on the ears to celebrate another day of life and living, flying free.

    Music   Song   Fall  
  • That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over, lest you should think he never could recapture the first fine careless rapture!

    Wise   Song   Thinking  
    "Home-Thoughts, from Abroad" l. 14 (1845)
  • Far in the pillared dark Thrush music went- Almost like a call to come in To the dark and lament. But no, I was out for stars: I would not come in. I meant not even if asked, And I hadn't been.

    Music   Stars   Dark  
    Robert Frost (1963). “Selected poems”
  • If I were to choose the sights, the sounds, the fragrances I most would want to see and hear and smell--among all the delights of the open world--on a final day on earth, I think I would choose these: the clear, ethereal song of a white-throated sparrow singing at dawn; the smell of pine trees in the heat of the noon; the lonely calling of Canada geese; the sight of a dragon-fly glinting in the sunshine; the voice of a hermit thrush far in a darkening woods at evening; and--most spiritual and moving of sights--the white cathedral of a cumulus cloud floating serenely in the blue of the sky.

    Spiritual   Song   Lonely  
  • When a caterpillar eats a leaf, then a thrush eats the caterpillar, or when a hawk eats the thrush only 5 to 20% of usable energy is transferred from one level to the next. ... Thus herbivores will account for a much smaller fraction of the biomass [than plants] and the carnivores for a still smaller fraction.

  • Nothing is so beautiful as spring - when weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush; Thrush's eggs look little low heavens, and thrush through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring the ear, it strikes like lightning to hear him sing.

    Beautiful   Weed   Nature  
    Gerard Manley Hopkins, “Spring”
  • Tis toil's reward, that sweetens industry, As love inspires with strength the enraptur'd thrush.

    Work   Inspire   Toil  
  • [Glenn] Thrush's emails to [Hillary] Clinton campaign chairman John Podesta were splashed across screens in newspapers nationwide. Thrush was criticized for sharing a half dozen paragraphs of a draft of a story for Podesta to rebut. Some reporters do just that. Other newsrooms have policies discouraging or forbidding it. Thrush says he does the same for Republicans.

    Email   Doe   Campaigns  
    Source: www.npr.org
  • Hush! With sudden gush As from a fountain sings in yonder bush The Hermit Thrush.

  • When on a summer's morn I wake, And open my two eyes, Out to the clear, born-singing rills My bird-like spirit flies. To hear the Blackbird, Cuckoo, Thrush, Or any bird in song; And common leaves that hum all day Without a throat or tongue. And when Time strikes the hour for sleep, Back in my room alone, My heart has many a sweet bird's song - And one that's all my own.

    Summer   Song   Sweet  
    William Henry Davies, “When On A Summer's Morn”
  • I long for wildness, a nature which I cannot put my foot through, woods where the wood thrush forever sings, where the hours are early morning ones, and there is dew on the grass, and the day is forever unproved, where I might have a fertile unknown for a soil about me.

    Morning   Nature   Feet  
    Henry David Thoreau, Ronald A. Bosco (2005). “Nature's Panorama: Thoreau on the Seasons”, p.28, Univ of Massachusetts Press
  • Nothing is so beautiful as spring- When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush; Thrush's eggs look little low heavens, and thrush Through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring The ear, it strikes like lightnings to hear him sing; The glassy peartree leaves and blooms, they brush The descending blue; that blue is all in a rush With richness; the racing lambs too have fair their fling. What is all this juice and all this joy? A strain of the earth's sweet being in the beginning In Eden garden.-Have, get, before it cloy.

    Beautiful   Weed   Sweet  
    'Spring' (written 1877)
  • True worship comes from people who are deeply emotional and who love deep and sound doctrine. Strong affections for God rooted in thrush are the bone and marrow of biblical worship.

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