Haughty purple grackle, strutting Near my mossy lily-pool, Preening irridescent plumage, Flirt your tail, but do not fool Yourself by thinking that we rate Your worth at your own estimate. Voices oft betray ill-breeding, Jarring notes the more absurd Rending Beauty's throat; conceding Robe and mien of royal bird, Appearances are quite misleading; You rank higher seen than heard. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BUT NOW by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON ON THE PROPOSAL TO ERECT A MONUMENT IN ENGLAND TO LORD BYRON by EMMA LAZARUS SURFACES AND MASKS; 3 by CLARENCE MAJOR THE SPARROW HARK IN THE RAIN (ALEXANDER STEPHENS HEARS NEWS) by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |