29.12.2010, 18:51
MAGGIE'S STAR.
To the IVkife Star oti theforehead of a favourite old Mare.
White Star ! that travellest at old Maggie's pace
About my field, where'er a wandering mouth,
And foot, that slowly shifts from place to place,
Conduct thee,—East or West, or North or South ;
A loving eye is my best chart to find
Thy whereabouts at dawn or dusk ; but when
She dreams at noon, with heel a-tilt behind.
And pendent lip, I mark thee fairest then ;
I see thee dip and vanish, when she rolls
On earth, supine ; then with one rousing shake
Reculminate ; but, most, thou lovest to take
A quiet onward course—Heaven's law controls
The mild, progressive motion thou dost make.
Albeit thy path is scarce above the mole's.
To the IVkife Star oti theforehead of a favourite old Mare.
White Star ! that travellest at old Maggie's pace
About my field, where'er a wandering mouth,
And foot, that slowly shifts from place to place,
Conduct thee,—East or West, or North or South ;
A loving eye is my best chart to find
Thy whereabouts at dawn or dusk ; but when
She dreams at noon, with heel a-tilt behind.
And pendent lip, I mark thee fairest then ;
I see thee dip and vanish, when she rolls
On earth, supine ; then with one rousing shake
Reculminate ; but, most, thou lovest to take
A quiet onward course—Heaven's law controls
The mild, progressive motion thou dost make.
Albeit thy path is scarce above the mole's.