English poem
The New-Comers
by Edwin Markham (1852–1940)
Two swallows—each preening a long glossy feather; Now they gossip and dart through the silvery weather; Oh, praise to the Highest—two lovers together— Free, free in the fathomless world of air.
No fate to oppose and no fortune to sunder; Blue sky overhead—green sky breaking under; And their home on the cliff in the midst of the wonder, Hung high beyond fear on the gray granite stair.