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I've heard my neighbor's pump at night

by Henry David Thoreau

Henry David Thoreau

I've heard my neighbor's pump at night,
Long after Lyra sunk her light,
As if it were a natural sound,
And proper utterance of the ground —
Perchance some bittern in a fen —
Or else the squeak of a meadow hen.




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