Morning Sun on the Marshes of Glynn

From Sidney Lanier’s 1878, “The Marshes of Glynn”

As the marsh-hen secretly builds on the watery sod,

Behold I will build me a nest on the greatness of God:

I will fly in the greatness of God as the marsh-hen flies

In the freedom that fills all the space 'twixt the marsh and the skies