Something simple today. Well, this early morning anyway. An icq sent my way gave forth inspiration. Check out this page for the works (though it’s not the nicest page) of Alfred Lord Tennyson, my favorite poet. Here’s a sampling of (coincidently) my favorite poem by him…
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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.