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I listened t 'th' orchestra of the birds -- the woodthrush, the veery, the scarlet tanager an 'the rest of the thrillin' songsters -- and the music was more delicious 'n any opera I've heard in London an' Paris.
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There was music, too, for a woodthrush sang, oh ever so sweet, and the oriole whistled as clear as a flute, while a locust rattled away like the man who plays the drum and all the noisy things in the theatre-orchestra.
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Robin and bluebird, meadow-lark and song sparrow, were singing in the mornings at home; the maple-buds were red; windflowers and bloodroot were blooming while the last patches of snow still lingered; the rapture of the hermithrush in Vermont, the serene golden melody of the woodthrush on Long Island, would be heard before we were there to listen.
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The woodthrush built in a thicket by the bungalow and borrowed a paper napkin for her nest.
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Had there been no human ear to delight, the song of the woodthrush would have been just as sweet.
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The woodthrush has a late nest in a young elm; her first family was eaten by the blue-jays just after the hatching, -- so were the young grosbeaks in a nearby tree, but the cedar waxwings were slain and eaten by the cannibalistic grackles.
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In the timber fringes and the broad bottoms along the creek you get glimpses of the catbird feasting on the grapes and the wild plums; the brown thrasher and the woodthrush, wholly silent now; the little house wren who has lost her chatter; the vireos and the orioles, the wood pewee, the crested fly catcher and the kingbird.
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There will be no dead silence for you in the forest, any longer, but you will hear sweet and delicate voices on every side, voices that you know and love; you will catch the key-note of the silver flute of the woodthrush, and the silver harp of the veery, and the silver bells of the hermit; and something in your heart will answer to them all.
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And the other day, as I stood on the shores of the pond, adding my stone to the cairn where the cabin used to stand, a woodthrush off in the trees (trees that have grown great since Thoreau last looked upon them), began to chant -- or was it the Pilgrim from Dubuque?
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Edna sang like a little woodthrush, and Eunice also had a sweet and tuneful voice.
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