As from an ancestral oak Two empty ravens sound their clarion, Yell by yell, and croak by croak, When they scent the noonday smoke Of fresh human carrion: -- As two gibbering night-birds flit From their bowers of deadly yew Through the night to frighten it, When the moon is in a fit, And the stars are none, or few: -- As a shark and dog-fish wait Under an Atlantic isle, For the negro-ship, whose freight Is the theme of their debate, Wrinkling their red gills the while -- Are ye, two vultures sick for battle Two scorpions under one wet stone Two bloodless wolves whose dry throats rattle, Two crows perched on the murrained cattle, Two vipers tangled into one. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE TIGER, FR. SONGS OF EXPERIENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE A DROP OF DEW by ANDREW MARVELL THE HIGHER GOOD by THEODORE PARKER TO A SQUIRREL AT KYLE-NA-NO by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS INVOCATION TO SLEEP by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH |