Poems about aside
You Doubt That Your Bird Was True?
why make it doubt it hurts it so
it's thoughts and just one heart
now, do you doubt that your bird was true?
you'll know sir when the savior's face
and then it's time to strike my tent
he'll take it scan it step aside
is it dead find it
and if it had not been so far
but were no one
if we were true
but, had you looked in
death is but one and comes but once
you would not know it from the drifts
That They Have Done Expecting Me Think I'm
i fear me this circumference
i'll tell thee all how bald it grew
i've nothing else to bring, you know
that they have done expecting me
let me think i'm sure
of meeting them afraid
he'll take it scan it step aside
The Bird Would Have The Rabbit Out Of
when this one fell
but with one step backward taken
but still lies pointed as it plowed the dust,
when, just as the soil tarnishes with weed,
through the thin frost, almost in separate stars,
half closes the garden path,
but the flower leaned aside
but they would have the rabbit out of hiding,
and yet too ready to believe the most,
they were welcome to their belief,
as the road winds would bring him to his door,
as well to-night as any night,
the bird would cease and be as other birds
nor yet in any spur it may be to ambition,