Thrush Quotes

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

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.