High from the earth I heard a bird; He trod upon the trees As he esteemed them trifles, And then he spied a breeze, And situated softly Upon a pile of wind Which in a perturbation Nature had left behind. A joyous-going fellow I gathered from his talk, Which both of benediction And badinage partook, Without apparent burden, I learned, in leafy wood He was the faithful father Of a dependent brood; And this untoward transport His remedy for care,— A contrast to our respites. How different we are!
Lightly heading to the sky swallows.
They fly into the night.
From the bottom to the top.
A beautiful pair of earrings that will quickly become your favourite to wear.
They are full of magic and have fantastic movement.