For Every Bird A Nest
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For every Bird a Nest-
Wherefore in timid quest
Some little Wren goes seeking round-
Wherefore when boughs are free-
Households in every tree-
Pilgrim be found?
Perhaps a home too high-
Ah Aristocracy!
The little Wren desires-
Perhaps of twig so fine-
Of twine e'en superfine,
Her pride aspires-
The Lark is not ashamed
To build upon the ground
Her modest house-
Yet who of all the throng
Dancing around the sun
Does so rejoice?
Emily Dickinson
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