SWIFT o'er the sunny grass, I saw a shadow pass With subtle charm, -- So quick, so full of life, With thrilling joy so rife, I started lest, unknown, My step -- ere it was flown -- Had done it harm. Why look up to the blue? The bird was gone, I knew, Far out of sight. Steady and keen of wing, The slight, impassioned thing, Intent on a goal unknown, Had held its course alone In silent flight. Dear little bird, and fleet, Flinging down at my feet Shadow for song: More sure am I of thee -- Unseen, unheard by me -- Than of some things felt and known, And guarded as my own, All my life long. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FALSE FRIENDS-LIKE by WILLIAM BARNES THE WORD by WILLIAM WALSHAM HOW THERMOPYLAE by SIMONIDES OF CEOS BLUEBEARD by RUTH FITCH BARLETT VERSES TO THE MEMORY OF MARY FLETCHER by BERNARD BARTON PROLOGUE TO A PLAY PRESENTED BEFORE THE KING AND QUEEN .. AT WHITEHALL by THOMAS CAREW TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 3. I SAW A VISION by EDWARD CARPENTER |