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More "Throstle" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... dark close to my poor day! How could that red sun drop in that black cloud? Ah, Pippa, morning's rule is moved away, Dispensed with, never more to be allowed! 85 Day's turn is over, now arrives the night's. O lark, be day's apostle To mavis, merle, and throstle, Bid them their betters jostle From day and its delights! 90 But at night, brother owlet; over the woods, Toll the world to thy chantry; Sing to the bats' sleek sisterhoods Full complines with gallantry: Then, owls and bats, 95 Cowls and twats, Monks and nuns, ...
— Selections from the Poems and Plays of Robert Browning • Robert Browning
... she crumpled the paper in her hand and fled, straight as a throstle to its mate, to the giant twin oaks which were landmarks in the forest. Her eyes were a-search for a vagabond figure in rags; it was small wonder, therefore, that they refused to acknowledge the man in his well-cut suit of gray who was leaning partly against the hole of a tree and ...
— Seven Miles to Arden • Ruth Sawyer
... black of hue, With orange-tawny bill, The throstle, with his note so true, The wren with ...
— A Fairy Tale in Two Acts Taken from Shakespeare (1763) • William Shakespeare
... vanishing veil, Shimmers the dew on lawn and lea, And milk foams in the pail; Now that June's sweltering sunlight bathes With sweat the striplings lithe, As fall the long straight scented swathes Over the crescent scythe; Now that the throstle never stops His self-sufficing strain, And woodbine-trails festoon the copse, And eglantine the lane; Now rustic labour seems as sweet As leisure, and blithe herds Wend homeward with unweary feet, Carolling like the birds; Now all, except the lover's vow, And nightingale, is ...
— Lyra Heroica - A Book of Verse for Boys • Various
... clothed with verdure, And the woods grew up and flourished; Leaves on trees and grass in meadows. In the trees the birds were singing, Loudly sang the cheery throstle; In the tree-tops ...
— Kalevala, Volume I (of 2) - The Land of the Heroes • Anonymous
... hand and the left, and saw at once that it was indeed the Isle of Queens, and the house stood trim and lovely as of old time; then she longed somewhat to tread the green meadow a little, for yet young was the day, and she saw nought stirring save the throstle and a few small beasts. However, she said to herself that she would go nowhere nigh to the goodly house wherein abode those images of death. Yet her body longed so sore for the springtide freshness of the grass, and was ...
— The Water of the Wondrous Isles • William Morris
... before February it is a sign of hard, ungenial weather. This applies particularly to the blackbird and throstle. The following ...
— Welsh Folk-Lore - a Collection of the Folk-Tales and Legends of North Wales • Elias Owen
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