A Bird came down the Walk

A Bird came down the Walk-
He did not know I saw-
He bit an angle-worm 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 about
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

Emily Dickinson