Even now a wood thrush closed his last descant in flute-like notes across the river.
But all the ways of the wood thrush are smooth and gentle, and suggest the melody of its song.
The last note would be that of the wood thrush, calling out "quit," "quit."
I love the wood thrush best of all; but that he should choose this moment!
For instance, he seems always to have confounded the song of the hermit thrush with that of the wood thrush.
The eggs, laid late in May, resemble those of the wood thrush.
A wood thrush's nest that I found contained two young thrushes and two buntings.
She had come from the home of the wood thrush, where hermit and veery were unknown.
The sky above was the color of the eggs of the wood thrush, a tender blue faintly washed with white.
"He looks redder than brown, for we called the wood thrush 'brown,'" said Nat.