For those interested in the importunate robin at my kitchen door—he never actually stopped. 5 solid days of knocking on the windows every 10 secs. or so from sunrise to sunset, crying “What I do is me; for that I came.” (Hopkins)
A robin flying into the kitchen door yesterday afternoon, repeated the same hopeless effort every few seconds, despite all efforts to deter him. He continued this for 4 straight hours until dark. And now at dawn he has resumed his quest with even greater persistence. Meaning?
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