Range-finding – By: Robert Frost

     The battle rent a cobweb diamond-strung

     And cut a flower beside a ground bird’s nest

     Before it stained a single human breast.

     The stricken flower bent double and so hung.

     And still the bird revisited her young.

     A butterfly its fall had dispossessed

     A moment sought in air his flower of rest,

     Then lightly stooped to it and fluttering clung.


     On the bare upland pasture there had spread

     O’ernight ’twixt mullein stalks a wheel of thread

     And straining cables wet with silver dew.

     A sudden passing bullet shook it dry.

     The indwelling spider ran to greet the fly,

     But finding nothing, sullenly withdrew.







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