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My free drift
Halts not particularly, but moves itself
In a wide sea of wax; no levelled read more
My free drift
Halts not particularly, but moves itself
In a wide sea of wax; no levelled malice
Infects one comma in the course I hold,
But flies an eagle flight, bold and forth on,
Leaving no tract behind.
Shall eagles not be eagles? wrens be wrens?
If all the world were falcons, what of that?
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Shall eagles not be eagles? wrens be wrens?
If all the world were falcons, what of that?
The wonder of the eagle were the less,
But he not less the eagle.
So the struck eagle, stretched upon the plain,
No more through rolling clouds to soar again,
Viewed read more
So the struck eagle, stretched upon the plain,
No more through rolling clouds to soar again,
Viewed his own feather on the fatal dart,
And wing'd the shaft that quivered in his heart.
Like a young eagle, who has lent his plume
To fledge the shaft by which he meets his doom,
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Like a young eagle, who has lent his plume
To fledge the shaft by which he meets his doom,
See their own feathers pluck'd, to wing the dart,
Which rank corruption destines for their heart!
He clasps the crag with hooked hands;
Close to the sun in lonely lands,
Ring'd with the read more
He clasps the crag with hooked hands;
Close to the sun in lonely lands,
Ring'd with the azure world, he stands.
The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls:
He watches from his mountain walls,
And like a thunderbolt he falls.
The eagle suffers little birds to sing,
And is not careful what they mean thereby.
The eagle suffers little birds to sing,
And is not careful what they mean thereby.
Tho' he inherit
Not the pride, nor ample pinion,
That the Theban eagle bear,
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Tho' he inherit
Not the pride, nor ample pinion,
That the Theban eagle bear,
Sailing with supreme dominion
Thro' the azure deep of air.
King of the peak and glacier,
King of the cold, white scalps,
He lifts his head at read more
King of the peak and glacier,
King of the cold, white scalps,
He lifts his head at that close tread,
The eagle of the Alps.
Around, around in ceaseless circles wheeling
With clangs of wings and scream, the Eagle sailed
Incessantly.
Around, around in ceaseless circles wheeling
With clangs of wings and scream, the Eagle sailed
Incessantly.