Page:Poems, Volume 1, Coates, 1916.djvu/189



T rose, and swam into the sky—

The man-made bird;

And the great Eagle saw it fly—

Saw it, and heard

The whirring of its plumeless wings,—

The bird that mounts and soars, but never sings!

The falcon-eyes that face the sun

Blinked on the flight

Of the dread creature that had won

The unwelcome right

To leave its native earth, and dare

Intrude upon the monarch of the Air!

As moved the monoplane, the man,

Strange soul of it,

Sailing the sea cerulean,

The whole of it

Seemed his; ay, subject to his sway.

Then he beheld—an Eagle in his way!

Awed, each upon the other gazed

A moment's space,