Quick as a humming bird is my love, Dipping into the hearts of flowers-- She darts so eagerly, swiftly, sweetly Dipping into the flowers of my heart.

And the humming-bird that hung Like a jewel up among The tilted honeysuckle horns They mesmerized and swung In the palpitating air, Drowsed with odors strange and rare. And, with whispered laughter, slipped away And let him hanging there.

A flash of harmless lightning, A mist of rainbow dyes, The burnished sunbeams brightening From flower to flower he flies.

Jewelled coryphee With quivering wings like shielding gauze outspread.

The foolish man seeks happiness in the distance, the wise grows it under his feet.

The foolish man seeks happiness in the distance; the wise grows it under his feet.