A poem by Violet Nicolson, Lawrence Hope, Adela Florence Cory Nicolson (1865 – 1904)


Was it worth while to forego our wings

To gain these dextrous hands ?

Truly they fashion us wonderful things

As the fancy of man demands.

But–to fly! to sail through the lucid air

From crest to violet crest

Of these great grey mountains, quartz-veined and bare,

Where the white clouds gather and rest.

Even to flutter from flower to flower,–

To skim the tops of the trees,–

In the roseate light of a sun-setting hour

To drift on a sea-going breeze.

Ay, the hands have marvellous skill

To create us curious things,–

Baubles, playthings, weapons to kill,–

But–I would we had chosen wings!

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