Poems (Radford)/Because I Built my Nest so High
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Because I built my nest so high, Must I despairIf a fierce wind, with bitter cry,Passes the lower branches by, And mine makes bare?
Because I hung it, in my pride, So near the skies,Higher than other nests abide,Must I lament if far and wide It scattered lies?
I shall but build, and build my best, Till, safety won,I hang aloft my new-made nest,High as of old, and see it rest As near the sun.