Stand by the grey stone when the thrush knocks, and the setting sun with the last light of Durin's Day will shine upon the key-hole.
Quotes about thrush (5 Quotes)
If from the top of a long cold barren hill I hear the distant whistle of a thrush which seems to come up from some warm woody shelter beyond the edge of the hill, this sound coming faint over the rocks with a mingled feeling of strangeness and joy, the idea of the place about me, and the imaginary one beyond will all be combined together in such a manner in my mind as to become inseparable.
That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over, lest you should think he never could recapture the first fine careless rapture!
Far in the pillared dark Thrush music went Almost like a call to come in To the dark and lament. But no, I was out for stars I would not come in. I meant not even if asked, And I hadn't been.
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.