Treasure Island

Alfred Lord Tennyson

(6 August 1809 – 6 October 1892 / Lincoln / England)

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The Eagle


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.

Submitted: Thursday, January 01, 2004

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  • Frank Avon (8/31/2014 12:26:00 AM)

    To experience the difference between poetry of the 19th century and modernist poetry of the 20th, one can do no better than to compare this with William Carlos Williams' The Red Wheelbarrow. (Report) Reply

  • J-prof Kayode (6/5/2013 2:37:00 AM)

    wow: wow.)) i love this poem so much that i cud say-i love the arrangement, the aaa-bbb rhyme and the admiration and description of the eagle.the theme of the poem is quiet ''admiration' the write use his stylistics to describe the aura of an eagle.thumbs up for lord tennyson' (Report) Reply

  • Ramesh T A (6/4/2012 7:24:00 AM)

    Bird's eye view is indeed sharp to plunge sharp to catch a prey accurately! Nicely depicted! (Report) Reply

  • zip zap (3/2/2005 5:55:00 PM)

    I love this poem. It is so hard to find good poems with a rhyming scheme such as this. (Report) Reply

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