| Hunt and Lee, comps. The Book of the Sonnet. 1867. | | | | IV. An Incident | | By Mrs. Elizabeth Oakes Smith (18061893) |
| | | A SIMPLE thing, yet chancing as it did, | |
| When life was bright with its illusive dreams, | |
| A pledge and promise seemed beneath it hid. | |
| The ocean lay before me, tinged with beams | |
| That lingering draped the west, a wavering stir; | 5 |
| And at my feet down fell a worn, gray quill: | |
| An eagle, high above the darkling fir, | |
| With steady flight, seemed there to take his fill | |
| Of that pure ether breathed by him alone. | |
| O noble bird! why didst thou loose for me | 10 |
| Thy eagle plume? still unessayed, unknown, | |
| Must be that pathway fearless winged by thee: | |
| I ask it not, no lofty flight be mine; | |
| I would not soar like thee, in loneliness to pine! | | | | |
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