The Eagle

A| He clasps the crag with crooked hands;
A| Close to the sun in lonely lands,
A| Ring'd with the azure world, he stands.


B| The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls;
B| He watches from his mountain walls,
B| And like a thunderbolt he falls.


~Alfred, Lord Tennyson

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