| Jessie B. Rittenhouse, ed. (1869–1948). The Second Book of Modern Verse. 1922. |
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| In the Hospital |
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| 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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| Because through the sky-patch whose azure and white | 5 |
| My window frames all the day long, | |
| A yellow-bird dips for an instant of flight, | |
| I know there is Song. | |
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| Because even here in this Mansion of Woe | |
| Where creep the dull hours, leaden-shod, | 10 |
| Compassion and Tenderness aid me, I know | |
| There is God. | |
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