The Swallow[ToC]
O Swallow! if I had your wings
I would not stay below;
I'd leave off catching flies and things
And up to Heaven I'd go.
I'd sail above the tallest tree
That waves its arms on high;
Beyond the furthest cloud we see,
And deeper than the sky.
Perhaps, when live birds find the way,
They're all sent down again,
And that is why you dive to-day
For insects in the rain.
Snowdrops[ToC]
Little ladies, white and green,
With your spears about you,
Will you tell us where you've been
Since we lived without you?
You are sweet, and fresh, and clean,
With your pearly faces;
In the dark earth where you've been
There are wondrous places:
Yet you come again, serene,
When the leaves are hidden;
Bringing joy from where you've been
You return unbidden—