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Thrushes

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thumb|A thrush The thrushes, family Turdidae, are a group of passerine birds that occur worldwide. Quotes The throstle with his note so true,The wren with little quill. William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream (c. 1595-96), Act III, scene 1, line 130. That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over,Lest you should think he never could recaptureThe first fine careless rapture! Robert Browning, Dramatic Romances and Lyrics (1845), Home Thoughts from Abroad, line 14. When rosy plumelets tuft the larch,And rarely pipes the mounted thrush. Alfred Tennyson, In Memoriam A.H.H. (1849), Part XCI. Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations Quotes reported in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922), p. 790-91. Across the noisy street I hear him careless throwOne warning utterance sweet; Then faint at first, and low, The full notes closer grow;Hark, what a torrent gush! They pour, they overflow—Sing on, sing on, O thrush! Austin Dobson, Ballad of the Thrush. O thrush, your song is passing sweet,But never a song that you have sungIs half so sweet as thrushes sangWhen my dear love and I were young. William Morris, Other Days. In the gloamin' o' the woodThe throssil whusslit sweet. William Motherwell, Jeanie Morrison. I said to the brown, brown thrush:"Hush—hush!Through the wood's full strains I hearThy monotone deep and clear, Like a sound amid sounds most fine." Dinah Craik, A Rhyme About Birds. Sing, sweet thrushes, forth and sing! Meet the moon upon the lea;Are the emeralds of the spring On the angler's trysting-tree? Tell, sweet thrushes, tell to me, Are there buds on our willow-tree? Buds and birds on our trysting-tree? Thomas Tod Stoddart, The Angler's Trysting-Tree. Hush!With sudden gushAs from a fountain sings in yonder bushThe Hermit Thrush. John Bannister Tabb, Overflow. At the corner of Wood Street, when daylight appears,Hangs a thrush that sings loud, it has sung for three years. William Wordsworth, Reverie of Poor Susan. And hark! how blithe the throstle sings! He, too, is no mean preacher:Come forth into the light of things, Let Nature be your teacher. William Wordsworth, The Tables Turned. External links Thrush (bird) Turdidae thrush Category:Birds