Morning has broken Like the first morning, Blackbird has spoken Like the first bird. Praise for the singing! Praise for the morning! Praise for them springing Fresh from the Word!

-Farjeon, Eleanor
  Children's Bells,'A Morning Song'.

I do not know which to prefer, The beauty of inflections Or the beauty of innuendoes, The blackbird whistling or just after.

-Stevens,Wallace
  Harmonium,'ThirteenWays of Looking At A Blackbird', pt.5.

I know noble accents And lucid, inescapable rhythms; But I know, too, That the blackbird is involved In what I know.

-Stevens,Wallace
  Harmonium,'ThirteenWays of Looking At A Blackbird', pt.8.

   And for that minute a blackbird sang Close by, and round him, mistier, Farther and farther, all the birds Of Oxfordshire and Gloucestershire.

-Thomas, (Philip) Edward
  'Adlestrop'.