Title
The Sparrow
Document Type
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Description
Herb Martin reading the poem The Sparrow by Paul Laurence Dunbar
Text
A LITTLE bird, with plumage brown,
Beside my window flutters down,
A moment chirps its little strain,
Then taps upon my window-pane,
And chirps again, and hops along,
To call my notice to its song;
But I work on, nor heed its lay,
Till, in neglect, it flies away.
So birds of peace and hope and love
Come fluttering earthward from above,
To settle on life's window-sills,
And ease our load of earthly ills;
But we, in traffic's rush and din
Too deep engaged to let them in,
With deadened heart and sense plod on,
Nor know our loss till they are gone.
eCommons Citation
Martin, Herbert Woodward, "The Sparrow" (2014). English Faculty Performances. 28.
https://ecommons.udayton.edu/eng_fac_perform/28
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