Lyrics of Earth

by Archibald Lampman





A long the narrow sandy height
    I watch them swiftly come and go,
       Or round the leafless wood,
    Like flurries of wind-driven snow,
Revolving in perpetual flight,                                                       5
       A changing multitude.

Nearer and nearer still they sway,
    And, scattering in a circled sweep,
       Rush down without a sound;
    And now I see them peer and peep,                                   10
Across yon level bleak and gray,
       Searching the frozen ground,

Until a little wind upheaves,
    And makes a sudden rustling there,
       And then they drop their play,                                           15
    Flash up into the sunless air,
And like a flight of silver leaves
       Swirl round and sweep away.