Emily Dickinson

A Bird came down the Walk (341)

A Bird came down the Walk-- He did not know I saw-- He bit an Angle-worm in halves And ate the fellow, raw. And then he drank a Dew From a convenient Grass-- And then hopped sidewise to the Wall To let a Beetle pass. -- He glanced with rapid eyes That hurried all around— They looked like frightened Beads, I thought-- He stirred his Velvet Head Like one in danger; Cautious, I offered him a Crumb And he unrolled his feathers And rowed him softer home-- Than oars divide the ocean, Too silver for a seam, Or Butterflies, off Banks of Noon, Leap, plashless, as they swim.