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The Carrier Pigeon.
By Victor-Marie Hugo
("Oh! qu'est-ce que c'est donc que l'Inconnu.")
[January, 1871.]
Who then - oh, who, is like our God so great,
Who makes the seed expand beneath the mountain's weight;
Who for a swallow's nest leaves one old castle wall,
Who lets for famished beetles savory apples fall,
Who bids a pigmy win where Titans fail, in yoke,
And, in what we deem fruitless roar and smoke,
Makes Etna, Chimborazo, still His praises sing,
And saves a city by a word lapped 'neath a pigeon's wing!
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