The Two Swans

There's a big park just close to where we live — Trees in a row And shaggy grass whereon the dead leaves blow. And in the middle round a great lagoon The fair yachts sail In loveliness that makes the water pale. Last night I went to walk along the road Beside the park And feel the kisses of the wintry dark. It's the best place to watch the evening come For mists are there And lights and shadows and the lake is fair And last night looking up I saw two swans Fly overhead With long black necks and their white wings outspread. Above the houses citywards they went, An arrowy pair In secret — white and black and dark and fair.