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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE THRUSH'S NEST, by JOHN CLARE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Within a thick and spreading hawthorn bush Last Line: Glad as that sunshine and the laughing sky. Subject(s): Birds; Birds' Nests; Thrushes | |||
WITHIN a thick and spreading hawthorn bush, That overhung a molehill large and round, I heard from morn to morn a merry thrush Sing hymns to sunrise, and I drank the sound With joy, and, often an intruding guest, I watched her secret toils from day to day -- How true she warped the moss, to form a nest, And modelled it within with wood and clay; And by and by, like heath-bells gilt with dew, There lay her shining eggs, as bright as flowers, Ink-spotted-over shells of greeny blue: And there I witnessed in the sunny hours A brood of nature's minstrels chirp and fly, Glad as that sunshine and the laughing sky. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SECOND BOOK OF ODES: 1. by BASIL BUNTING THE DARKLING THRUSH by THOMAS HARDY WHAT THE THRUSH SAID by JOHN KEATS THE BROWN THRUSH by LUCY LARCOM SONGS OUT OF SORROW: WOOD SONG by SARA TEASDALE THE WOOD THRUSH by SUSAN SHARP ADAMS A MIGRANT THRUSH by MARY RUSSELL BARTLETT THE MUSIC-LESSON by MATHILDE BLIND SONNET ON HEARING A THRUSH SING IN JANUARY by ROBERT BURNS |
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