I never saw a wild thing
sorry for itself.
A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough
without ever having felt sorry for itself.
(David Herbert Lawrence)
More Poetry from David Herbert Lawrence:
- Bei Hennef (David Herbert Lawrence Poems)
- Drunk (David Herbert Lawrence Poem)
- The Song of a Man Who has Come Through (David Herbert Lawrence Poem)
- If You are a Man (David Herbert Lawrence Poem)
- Patience (David Herbert Lawrence Poem)
- Nothing To Save (David Herbert Lawrence Poem)