Читать книгу Birds and Nature Vol. 10 No. 5 [December 1901] - Various - Страница 9

A wheel of emerald set to song,

Song of a thousand murmurings;

A rainbow held in its leashes long,

A whirl of color, a rush of wings,

The branches tilt and the petals quake

(“There is honey, my love, for you!”)

And the frowzled heads of the blossoms shake

After each whispered interview.