The Eagle
He clasps the crag with crooked hands;
Close to the sun in lonely lands,
Ringed with the azure world, he stands.
Close to the sun in lonely lands,
Ringed with the azure world, he stands.
The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls;
He watches from his mountain walls,
And like a thunderbolt he falls.
by Alfred, Lord Tennyson
(another interesting name!)
Are there any words you do not know? How can you find out what they mean? What do you think "the azure world" is?
I'm looking forward to reading about your ideas!