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1866–1947

TO A WILD BIRD

Richard Le Gallienne

Wild bird, I stole you from your nest, And cannot find your nest again; To hear you chirp a little while I wrung your mother's heart with pain.

And here you sit and droop and die, Nor any love that I can bring Wins me forgiveness for the wrong, Nor any kindness makes you sing.

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