The Soarer
There soars a warbler toward high Heaven, His course seems sure and straight; - So speeds an arrow from the bow-string, Yet who can read his fate! For while he carols like a seraph Bound for a radiant star Mayhap the fowler's eye, relentless, Has doomed him from afar. A longer life the crawling snail hath Than thou - O wanderer bright - Ah, let the sluggard crawl in safety, Thine is the realm of light! Like thee a soaring soul's in peril, Yet its one hour is worth A whole Eternity of grovelling Closer to grimy earth.
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