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

    Sylvia

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

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

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  5. Gorgeous picture! A real standout!!

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  6. Wonderful picture to suit the poem!

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

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  8. How majestic, beauty in motion.

    Lovely capture.

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

    Liz @ A Simple Life

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

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

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  12. amazing creature.... nice shot...

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


    Barb

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  14. Beautiful both poem and photograph
    outstanding!

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