Poor Little Children.
("La femelle! elle est morte.") [Bk. I. xiii., Jersey, February, 1853.] Mother birdie stiff and cold, Puss has hushed the other's singing; Winds go whistling o'er the wold, - Empty nest in sport a-flinging. Poor little birdies! Faithless shepherd strayed afar, Playful dog the gadflies catching; Wolves bound boldly o'er the bar, Not a friend the fold is watching - Poor little lambkins! Father into prison fell, Mother begging through the parish; Baby's cot they, too, will sell, - Who will now feed, clothe and cherish? Poor little children!
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"("La femelle! elle est morte.")..."
Exploring the themes of classic, Victor-Marie Hugo delivers a powerful performance in "Poor Little Children."... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...