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E-CONTENT. CLASS: 6 - TERM: 1 POETRY GOING DOWNHILL ON A BICYCLE. - HENRY CHARLES BEECHING. With lifted feet, hands still, I am poised, and down the hill Dart, with heedful mind; The air goes by in a wind. Swifter and yet more swift, Till the heart with a mighty lift Makes the lungs laugh, the throat cry:-- 'O bird, see; see bird, I fly. 'Is this, is this your joy? O bird, then I, though a boy For a golden moment share Your feathery life in air!' ABOUT THE