Tell me, World, and Tell, Nature
No spoilt, no pampered child am I,
Neither by nature nor the World;
Enough to keep my Body in breath
Is all I get in silver and gold.
How many pools have been my haunts,
Which but a Moorhen stirred,
To see my great Kingfisher twice-
That wild and lovely, life-sought Bird!
And many a Rainbow too has come
All silently in Heaven, and gone,
Between last blackberry-time and this-
While I saw only one!
Then tell me, World, and tell me, Nature-
Am I a spoilt and pampered creature?