328 br br A Bird came down the Walk— br He did not know I saw— br He bit an angle-worm in halves br And ate the fellow, raw, br br And then he drank a Dew br From a convenient Grass, br And then hopped sidewise to the Wall br To let a Beetle pass— br br He glanced with rapid eyes br That hurried all abroa— br They looked like frightened Beads, I thought— br He stirred his velvet head br br Like one in danger, Cautious, br I offered him a Crumb, br And he unrolled his feathers br And rowed him softer home— br br Than Oars divide the Ocean, br Too silver for a seam— br Or Butterflies, off Banks of Noon, br Leap, plashless as they swim.