No More Learning

She fears all things and she hopes for nothing: thus
anxious, as she is           with food, is the bird, Who
has left her young in a lowly shrub, And thus, while absent
from them, is she apprehensive of many evils; She fears
lest the wind should have torn her nest from the tree,
Lest her young should be exposed as a plunder to man, or
a prey to serpents.