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First Line: Fled is the swiftness of all the white-footed ones
Last Line: And the geese honk north again and the heron's going.
Subject(s): Ducks; Geese; Migration; Mallards; Drakes


Fled is the swiftness of all the white-footed ones
Who had a great cry in them and the wrath of speed:
They are no more among us: they and their sons
Are dead indeed.

So the river-mews twist in long loops over the river,
Wheeling and shifting with the wind's and the tide's shift,
And pass in a black night -- and nothing is left but a shiver
To show they were swift.

Whenever I hear the gull's throat throb in a fog,
Watch the owl's velvet swoop, the high hawk's lonely paces,
I think on the heels of him who lies like a log
And his friends under turf and the rain creeping down on their faces.

And my heart goes sick and the hell in my heart could break
To the edge of my eyes for the mates I shall not be knowing
Anywhere now though the ice booms loud in the lake
And the geese honk north again and the heron's going.





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