THE WILD SWAN. 147 
From where the ermine hunters, 
On their far journeys go; 
From where the rein-deer sledges speed 
O’er the wastes of snow: 
From northern wildernesses, 
Wild, and lone, and drear, 
Ice-lakes, cold and gleaming, 
Ye have hastened here. 
The pleasant streams of England 
Your homeward flight have stayed, 
And here among the bulrushes 
Your English nest is made. 
