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A poem accompanied by original background piano music:

A Bird's-Eye View by Christina Rossetti


    'Croak, croak, croak,'
    Thus the Raven spoke,
    Perched on his crooked tree
    As hoarse as hoarse could be.
    Shun him and fear him,
    Lest the Bridegroom hear him;
    Scout him and rout him
    With his ominous eye about him.

    Yet, 'Croak, croak, croak,'
    Still tolled from the oak;
    From that fatal black bird,
    Whether heard or unheard:
    'O ship upon the high seas,
    Freighted with lives and spices,
    Sink, O ship,' croaked the Raven:
    'Let the Bride mount to heaven.'

    In a far foreign land,
    Upon the wave-edged sand,
    Some friends gaze wistfully
    Across the glittering sea.
    'If we could clasp our sister,'
    Three say, 'now we have missed her!'
    'If we could kiss our daughter!'
    Two sigh across the water.

    Oh, the ship sails fast
    With silken flags at the mast,
    And the home-wind blows soft;
    But a Raven sits aloft,
    Chuckling and choking,
    Croaking, croaking, croaking: -
    Let the beacon-fire blaze higher;
    Bridegroom, watch; the Bride draws nigher.

    On a sloped sandy beach,
    Which the spring-tide billows reach,
    Stand a watchful throng
    Who have hoped and waited long:
    'Fie on this ship, that tarries
    With the priceless freight it carries.
    The time seems long and longer:
    O languid wind, wax stronger;' -

    Whilst the Raven perched at ease
    Still croaks and does not cease,
    One monotonous note
    Tolled from his iron throat:
    'No father, no mother,
    But I have a sable brother:
    He sees where ocean flows to,
    And he knows what he knows, too.'

    A day and a night
    They kept watch worn and white;
    A night and a day
    For the swift ship on its way:
    For the Bride and her maidens
     - Clear chimes the bridal cadence -
    For the tall ship that never
    Hove in sight for ever.

    On either shore, some
    Stand in grief loud or dumb
    As the dreadful dread
    Grows certain though unsaid.
    For laughter there is weeping,
    And waking instead of sleeping,
    And a desperate sorrow
    Morrow after morrow.

    Oh, who knows the truth,
    How she perished in her youth,
    And like a queen went down
    Pale in her royal crown:
    How she went up to glory
    From the sea-foam chill and hoary,
    From the sea-depth black and riven
    To the calm that is in Heaven?

    They went down, all the crew,
    The silks and spices too,
    The great ones and the small,
    One and all, one and all.
    Was it through stress of weather,
    Quicksands, rocks, or all together?
    Only the Raven knows this,
    And he will not disclose this. -

    After a day and year
    The bridal bells chime clear;
    After a year and a day
    The Bridegroom is brave and gay:
    Love is sound, faith is rotten;
    The old Bride is forgotten: -
    Two ominous Ravens only
    Remember, black and lonely.

Here is an analysis of the poem:

Christina Rossetti's "A Bird's-Eye View" reflects on the ephemeral nature of life and the inevitability of death. The poem contrasts the vibrant life and activities below with the serene detachment of the bird above. This bird’s perspective highlights the fleeting, often overlooked beauty and vitality of earthly existence. Rossetti's work prompts contemplation of one's life from a broader, more detached viewpoint, emphasizing appreciation of the present and acceptance of life's transient nature.

A Bird's-Eye View by Christina Rossetti

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