It hops everywhere over the lawns, just as our robin does, and it lives and nests in the gardens in the same fashion.

Its song has a general resemblance to that of our robin, but many of the notes are far more musical, more like those of our wood thrush.

Indeed, there were individuals among those we heard certain of whose notes seemed to me almost to equal in point of melody the chimes of the wood thrush; and the highest possible praise for any song-bird is to liken its song to that of the wood thrush or hermit thrush.

I certainly do not think that the blackbird has received full justice in the books.

I knew that he was a singer, but I really had no idea how fine a singer he was.