I'm a Warbler, a Wood Warbler.
"The Burgess Bird Book for Children" by Thornton W. Burgess
But the crowning glory of all these robins, flycatchers, and warblers is the wood thrush.
"Wake-Robin" by John Burroughs
The wood warbler was cheeping inquiringly at this sudden change in the deportment of his friend behind the shoulder of shale.
"The Flaming Forest" by James Oliver Curwood
Occasionally you may find the nest of some rare wood-warbler forming a little pocket in the apron of moss that hangs down over the damp rocks.
"Locusts and Wild Honey" by John Burroughs
All the birds are here, pretty much, and the warblers troop through the woods.
"Letters to His Children" by Theodore Roosevelt
You know how full of melody is an English wood, when thrush, blackbird, mavis, linnet, and a thousand warblers flit from tree to tree.
"Sport and Work on the Nepaul Frontier" by James Inglis
The Kentucky warbler is fond of walking about on the ground in the woods, seeking for his favorite insects.
"Our Bird Comrades" by Leander S. (Leander Sylvester) Keyser
A shuddering sensation passed through her frame, just as the poor warbler of the woods quivers at the approach of the rattle-snake.
"Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 62, No. 382, October 1847" by Various
On the same principles the ornithologist will direct you where to look for the Hooded Warbler, the Wood-Sparrow, or the Chewink.
"The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 15, No. 91, May, 1865" by Various
Sometimes a rabbit or a jay or a little warbler brings the woods to my door.
"A Year in the Fields" by John Burroughs