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  • Steven Lewis

The Eagle

Updated: Dec 25, 2021


He clasps the crag with crooked 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.


—Alfred Lord Tennyson


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