By loch and darkening river, Above the salt sea-plains, Across the misty mountains Amid the blinding rains, In fierce or silent weather The wild swans southward fare, The wild swans swing together Through lonely fields of air, Crying @3Honk, Honk, Honk, Glugulû, ullalû, glugulû, Honk! Honk!@1 The seamew's lonely laughter Flits down the flowing wave, The green scarts follow after The surge where cross-tides rave: The sea-duck's mellow wailing Floats over sheltered places, And southward, southward sailing Go all the feathered races. . . . When the swans cry @3Honk, Honk, Glugulû, ullalû, glugulû, Honk! Honk!@1 White spirits from the Northland, Grey clan of Storm and Frost, Wind-swooping to the Southland From icy-seas blast-tost. . . . Wild clan of sons and daughters, A welcome, now you are come When all your polar waters Are frozen, white, and dumb! . . . Crying @3Honk, Honk, Honk, Glugulû, ullalû, glugulû, Honk! Honk!@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AUCTION: ANDERSON GALLERIES by LOUIS UNTERMEYER THE MYSTERY OF PAIN by EMILY DICKINSON THE JEW TO JESUS by FLORENCE KIPER FRANK ON A PICTURE OF LEANDER by JOHN KEATS WERE IT ONLY NOW by A. W. BELL THE SUMMONS by WILLIAM ROSE BENET THE HOUSE OF CLOUDS by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |