Arthur Guiterman Brown Poems
- 1. Sketch From The Life, A
Its eyes are gray;
Its hair is either brown
Or black;
And, strange to say,
... - 2. In The Hospital
Because on the branch that is tapping my pane
A sun-wakened leaf-bud, uncurled,
Is bursting its rusty brown sheathing in twain,
I know there is Spring in the world.
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