<h3 id="Little_Brown_Bird">Little Brown Bird</h3>
<p>O LITTLE brown bird in the rain,<br/>
In the sweet rain of spring,<br/>
How you carry the youth of the world<br/>
In the bend of your wing!<br/>
For you the long day is for song<br/>
And the night is for sleep—<br/>
With never a sunrise too soon<br/>
Or a midnight too deep!</p>
<p>For you every pool is the sky,<br/>
Breaking clouds chasing through,—<br/>
A heaven so instant and near<br/>
That you bathe in its blue!—<br/>
And yours is the freedom to rise<br/>
To some song-haunted star<br/>
Or sink on soft wing to the wood<br/>
Where your brown nestlings are.</p>
<p>So busy, so strong and so glad,<br/>
So care-free and young,<br/>
So tingling with life to be lived<br/>
And with songs to be sung,<br/>
O little brown bird!—with your heart<br/>
That’s the heart of the Spring—<br/>
How you carry the hope of the world<br/>
In the bend of your wing!</p>
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