Poem by David Herbert Lawrence

Self-Pity

I never saw a wild thing
sorry for itself.
A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough
without ever having felt sorry for itself. 

1. Brooding Grief
2. Sickness
3. Reproach
4. Willy Wet-Leg
5. Humming-Bird

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