Thursday, January 6, 2011

The Eagle by Alfred, Lord Tennyson

He clasps the crag with crooked hands;
Close to the sun in lonely lands,
Ring'd with the azure world, he stands.
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The wrinkled see beneath him crawls;
He watches from his mountain walls,
And like a thunderbolt he falls.
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20 comments:

Rachel Roushey said...
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Sylvia K said...

Superb! Love the blue skies and the perfect backdrop for Sir Eagle! Hope you have a wonderful weekend. Love Tennysons words!

Sylvia

LauraX said...

fantastic shot!!!! What a magnificent bird:)

morememes said...

They really experience the sky, don't they just.

Nicole MacP said...

Gorgeous picture! A real standout!!

lotusleaf said...

Wonderful picture to suit the poem!

Kristin said...

A strong eagle soaring and flying high in the sky. I symbol of bravery too. Happy skywatch. Hope you have a great weekend ahead.

Wanda said...

How majestic, beauty in motion.

Lovely capture.

Liz said...

Well done! Love the poem too. Happy sky watching!

Liz @ A Simple Life

J Bar said...

Wonderful capture.
Sydney - City and Suburbs

Jidhu Jose said...

nice shot

happy SKF

ladyfi said...

Superb shot - amazing! Really sums up that last fabulous line of the poem too.

Esther Garvi said...

What an impressive animal!!

Cecilia Artista said...

Wow - great shot!

Kaori said...

Fabulous shot of the eagle! I actually have a friend named Tennyson but never knew any of Lord Tennyson's work. Great post :-)

Shahz said...

amazing creature.... nice shot...

Mama Zen said...

What a shot!

Robin Robinson said...

Great image, yours and Alfred's

Barbara (Xerraire) said...

Wow, so majestic! Both the eagle and the sky, love it!


Barb

Rose said...

Beautiful both poem and photograph
outstanding!