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…

“The Eagle”

He clasps the crag with crooked hands;<BR>
Close to the sun in lonely lands,<BR>
Ring'd with the azure world, he stands.<P>
The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls;<BR>
He watches from his mountain walls,<BR>
And like a thunderbolt he falls.<BR>