Page:The witch-maid & other verses (1914).djvu/101

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SEAGULL



SEAGULL

O that these words of mine,
    Leaden and dull,
Shone as your feathers shine,
    Swift-racing gull;

Sped like your arrow-flight,
    Flashing between
All the wide heaven's light
    And the waves' green!

Is it the wind's caress
    Bears you along,
Your white wings motionless,
    Delicate, strong?

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