Ellis Parker Butler (Эллис Паркер Батлер)

Bird Nesting

O wonderful! In sport we climbed the tree,
Eager and laughing, as in all our play,
To see the eggs where, in the nest, they lay,
But silent fell before the mystery.

For, one brief moment there, we understood
By sudden sympathy too fine for words
That we were sisters to the brooding birds
And part, with them, in God’s great motherhood.

1. Song for Heroes
2. A Satisfactory Reform
3. A Scotchman Whose Name Was Isbister
4. At Variance
5. The Water Nymphs

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