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THE POOL AND THE KINGFISHER
A deep Pool lay within a forest dark.
No grass grew on its brim,
No sun, no swallow knew the place; it was
Vacant and drear and dim.
Thither, one day, a gem-bright Kingfisher
O, as the blue seas bright!
Swept, with a flash that waked the swooning air,
And smote the dark to light.
And the sad Pool rejoiced, and said: “At last
Comes lightly to my breast
The natural lord of its unrifled deeps,—
And O, the glorious Guest!
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