Tuesday, January 25, 2011

The Eagle - Alfred, Lord Tennyson

A short, picturesque "fragment" by Tennyson.

The Eagle

He clasps the crag with crooked hands;
Close to the sun in lonely lands,
Ringed with the azure world, he stands.

The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls;
He watches from his mountain walls,
And like a thunderbolt he falls.

1 comment:

  1. One of the first poems we assigned for memorization for the elementaries at Augustine School in Jackson, Tennessee. :-)