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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - The Statue Over The Cathedral Door. (From The German Of Julius Mosen)
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Forms of saints and kings are standing 
  The cathedral door above; 
Yet I saw but one among them 
  Who hath soothed my soul with love. 

In his mantle,--wound about him, 
  As their robes the sowers wind,-- 
Bore he swallows and their fledglings, 
  Flowers and weeds of every kind. 

And so stands he calm and childlike, 
  High in wind and tempest wild; 
O, were I like him exalted, 
  I would be like him, a child! 

And my songs,--green leaves and blossoms,-- 
  To the doors of heaven would hear, 
Calling even in storm and tempest, 
  Round me still these birds of air.
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