A bird came down the Walk -

He did not know I saw -

He bit an Angleworm in halves

And ate the fellow, raw,

And then he drank a Dew

From a convenient Grass -

And then hopped sidewise to the Wall

To let a Beetle pass -

He glanced with rapid eyes

That hurried all around -

They looked like frightened Beads, I thought -

He stirred his Velvet Head

Like one in danger; Cautious,

I offered him a Crumb

And he unrolled his feathers

And rowed him softer home -

Than Oars divide the Ocean,

Too silver for a seam -

Or butterflies, off Banks of Noon

Leap, plashless as they swim.