The earth was green, the sky was blue: <br />I saw and heard one sunny morn <br />A skylark hang betweent he two, <br />A singing speck above the corn; <br /> <br />A stage below, in gay accord, <br />White butterflies danced on the wing, <br />And still the singing skylark soared, <br />And silent sank and soared to sing. <br /> <br />The cornfield stretched a tender green <br />To right and left beside my walks; <br />I knew he had a nest unseen <br />Somewhere among the million stalks. <br /> <br />And as I paused to hear his song <br />While swift the sunny moments slid, <br />Perhaps his mate sat listening long, <br />And listened longer than I did.<br /><br />Christina Georgina Rossetti<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-green-cornfield/
