Anthology of Magazine Verse for 1921/Courage

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COURAGE
Into a brown wood flew a brown bird
   In the winter time:
The sky was dark with snow unfallen,
   The leaves were bent with rime.

Once north he flew, once south he flew,
   He perched in a naked tree.
He looked into the dreary dusk
   And whistled merrily.

Contemporary VerseWilliam Alexander Percy

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