Sudden, from the wide blue sky,
Whirred a monster Dragon-Fly.
Proudly, all alone he came,
Armor polished to a flame
On his body, and his wings,
Gauzy, wondrous, shining things,
Seemed to catch the water’s blue,
And the yellow sunbeams, too.
He’s a hermit, and the spot
We had found, it seems, was not