Christina Rossetti
A Green Cornfield
                 "And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest."

The earth was green, the sky was blue:
         I saw and heard one sunny morn
A skylark hang between the two,
         A singing speck above the corn;

A stage below, in gay accord,
        White butterflies danced on the wing,
And still the singing skylark soared
         And silent sank, and soared to sing.

The cornfield stretched a tender green
         To right and left beside my walks;
I knew he had a nest unseen
         Somewhere among the million stalks:

And as I paused to hear his song
         While swift the sunny moments slid,
Perhaps his mate sat listening long,
        And listened longer than I did.