\nIn F\u00fbgel r\u00fbn oer \u2019t Paad -
\nHy murk my net - yn tou -
\nHy biet in Fette Wjirm midstwa
\nEn iet it fintsje, rau,<\/p>\n
Naam doe in dripke Dau
\nFan in geskikte Raai -
\nEn hipte links\u00f4f nei it Sket,
\nSa koe in Krob foarby -<\/p>\n
Hy seach mei flugge eagen,
\n\u2019t Skeat alle kanten op -
\nAs skrokken Kralen - hy ferweegde
\nSyn Flewielen Kop. -<\/p>\n
Doe\u2019t Ik, bedriigd, him Hoeden
\nIn Krom offrearje soe,
\nUntr\u00f4le hy syn fearren, roeiden
\nS\u00eafter him nei H\u00fbs -<\/p>\n
As Riemen kliuwe troch de See,
\nTe sulverich foar in seam,
\nOf Flinters ljeppe fan Waarm S\u00e2n,
\nSy swimme rimpelleas.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
A Bird, came down the Walk -
\nHe did not know I saw -
\nHe bit an Angle Worm in halves
\nAnd ate the fellow, raw,<\/p>\n
And then, he drank a Dew
\nFrom a convenient Grass -
\nAnd then hopped sidewise to the Wall
\nTo let a Beetle pass -<\/p>\n
He glanced with rapid eyes,
\nThat hurried all abroad -
\nThey looked like frightened Beads, I thought,
\nHe stirred his Velvet Head. -<\/p>\n
Like one in danger, Cautious,
\nI offered him a Crumb,
\nAnd he unrolled his feathers,
\nAnd rowed him softer Home -<\/p>\n
Than Oars divide the Ocean,
\nToo silver for a seam,
\nOr Butterflies, off Banks of Noon,
\nLeap, plashless as they swim.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
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In F\u00fbgel r\u00fbn oer \u2019t Paad - Hy murk my net - yn tou - Hy biet in Fette Wjirm midstwa En iet it fintsje, rau, Naam doe in dripke Dau Fan in geskikte Raai - En hipte links\u00f4f … Fierder l\u00eaze