Noah

WHEN old Noah stared across the floods

Sky and water melted into one

Looking-glass of shifting tides and sun.

Mountain-tops were few: the ship was foul:

All the morn old Noah marvelled greatly 5

At this weltering world that shone so stately

Drowning deep the rivers and the plains.

Through the stillness came a rippling breeze;

Noah sighed remembering the green trees.

Clear along the morning stooped a bird ?a 10

Lit beside him with a blossomed sprig.

Earth was saved; and Noah danced a jig.