A Bird came down the Walk (328)

Emily Dickinson

A Bird came down the Walk - 
He did not know I saw -
He bit an Angleworm 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 abroad -
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.