A green cornfield

M. Phillips

The earth was green, the sky was blue:

I saw and heard one sunny morn

A skylark hang between the two,

A singing speck above the corn;...

The cornfield stretch'd a tender green

To right and left beside my walks;

I knew he had a nest unseen

Some where among the million stalks:

And as I paus'd to hear his song

While swift the sunny moments slid,

Perhaps his mate sat list'ning long,

And listen'd longer than I did.