David Herbert Lawrence (Дэвид Герберт Лоуренс)

Self-Pity

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’s other poems:

  1. Submergence
  2. The Bride
  3. Brooding Grief
  4. Bat
  5. Liaison

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