On tensile Wire strength
Wet cloths hold a stretch
Hanging and flapping heavy wings
Surging along the spurt of wind
Through and thorough the pore
Drying by the warm sun-beam
Lo!
How furtive it became of joy
Earlier wet and mousy dull
Diffusing water drop into drop
Timid of sky and cold of wear
Sprouted lingering the strength
Obvious of golden space
Lo!
How tensile the wire length
Supporting wet cloths strength
Lonely and solitary a thread now
As it looks healthy dry-wear a far
Jovial to all its cheerful wear
Creasing festive occasions
Lo, the tensile strength!
