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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936).  The New Poetry: An Anthology.  1917.
347. Hawks
By James Stephens
AND as we walked the grass was faintly stirred;
  We did not speak—there was no need to speak.
Above our heads there flew a little bird,
  A silent one who feared that we might seek
Her hard-hid nest.        5
Poor little frightened one!
  If we had found your nest that sunny day
We would have passed it by; we would have gone
  And never looked or frightened you away.
O little bird! there’s many have a nest,        10
  A hard-found, open place, with many a foe;
And hunger and despair and little rest,
  And more to fear than you can know.
    Shield the nests where’er they be,
    On the ground or on the tree;        15
    Guard the poor from treachery.


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