"Swift Things Are Beautiful"

Swift things are beautiful;

Swallows and deer,

And lightening that falls.

Bright veined and clear,

Rivers and meteors,

Wind in the wheat,

The strong-withered horse,

The runner’s sure feet.

And slow things are beautiful:

The closing of day,

The pause of the wave

The curves down ward to spay,

The opening flower,

And the ox that moves on

In the quiet of power.

(Elizabeth Coastworth)