Under the gay greenwood they paced, Hynde Etin and his eldest son, and the thrush sang to them his morning song.
"Stories from the Ballads" by Mary MacGregor
He had known her vivid as a thrush in song, a dainty creature of fire and dew.
"The Highgrader" by William MacLeod Raine
Not once more did I close my happy eyes Amid the thrush's song.
"Endymion" by John Keats
One day they were taking their usual midday nap on the same perch, when a thrush across the window began his low song.
"In Nesting Time" by Olive Thorne Miller
Surely it was the song of the veery thrush!
"Birds of the Rockies" by Leander Sylvester Keyser
How much of the peacock's train or of the thrush's song is appreciated by the female?
"The Log of the Sun" by William Beebe
What says the song, thou joyous thrush, Up in the walnut-tree?
"Victorian Songs" by Various
Thrushes appear to vary their songs with the period of the year; they sing loudly now, but more plaintively and delicately in the autumn.
"The Toilers of the Field" by Richard Jefferies
It was on the same day, and within a short distance of the same spot, that the Alice thrushes, or gray-cheeks, were in song.
"Birds in the Bush" by Bradford Torrey
It is a cousin to the thrush, and sings a sweet little song.
"Friends in Feathers and Fur, and Other Neighbors" by James Johonnot
Your prayers shall be the murmur
Of grasses in the rain;
The song of wildwood thrushes
That makes God glad again.
"For a Child" by Fannie Stearns Davis
Far off, and faint as echoes of a dream,
The songs of boyhood seem,
Yet on our autumn boughs, unflown with spring,
The evening thrushes sing.
"To Oliver Wendell Holmes" by John Greenleaf Whittier
HAD I the thrush's throat, I could not sing you
Songs sweeter than his own. And I'm too poor
To lay the gifts that other lovers bring you
Low at your silver door.
"To Timarion" by Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall
The thrush on the oaktop in the lane
Sang his last song, or last but one;
And as he ended, on the elm
Another had but just begun
His last; they knew no more than I
The day was done.
"Home 3" by Edward Thomas
But ah, the song, the song I heard
And grieve to hear no more!
It was not angel-voice, nor child's
Singing alone and happy, nor
Note of the wise prophetic thrush
As lonely in the leafless bush.
"Vision And Echo" by John Freeman
For, ancient and new, you are flame, you are dust, you are spirit and dew,
Swirled into flesh, and the winds of the world are your breath!
The song of the thrush in the hush of the dawn is not younger than you —
And yet you are older than Death!
"Vision" by John Gneisenau Neihardt
Skylarks and song thrushes failed to thrive, but the enormity of his success with starlings continues to haunt us.
The song birds include the Northern shrike, winter wren, ruby-crowned kinglet, golden-crowned kinglet, varied thrush, yellow-rumped warbler and sparrows.