Bird of the fierce delight, Brother of foam as white And winged as foam is, Wheeling again from flight To some unfooted height Where your blithe home is; Bird of the wind and spray, Crying by night and day Sorrowful laughter, How shall man`s thought survey Your will or your wings` way, Or follow after? What pride is man`s, and why, Angel of air, should I Joy to be human? You walk and swim and fly. Laugh like a man and cry Like any woman. I would your spirit were mine When your wings dip and shine Smoothly advancing; I drink a breathless wine Of speed in your divine Aerial dancing.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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