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SOARING by WILLIAM ALEXANDER PERCY

First Line: MY HEART IS A BIRD TO-NIGHT
Last Line: MAKE SHUDDER THE TREES, LEAN AND BARE!
Subject(s): HEARTS; STARS; TREES;
My heart is a bird to-night
That streams on the washed, icy air.
My heart is a bird to-night
'Twixt the stars and the branches bare.

My heart is abroad to-night
Rushed on by the fierce, crystal air.
No nest will it seek to-night
In the branches, ice-brittle and bare.

Wide-winged my heart to-night
With joy on the surge of the air.
What matter that spirits of night
Make shudder the trees, lean and bare!



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