Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE EAGLE, by EMMA THOMAS SCOVILLE First Line: Majestic bird, you soar through our-flung sky Last Line: The nation's symbol, die by vandal hand? Subject(s): Birds; Eagles; Pioneers | ||||||||
Majestic bird, you soar through our-flung sky In search of conquest. Stars your company On granite cliffs, where ocean salt-winds cry. You bravely wing through space in ecstasy From dazzling dawn until the twilight's gray Of years. Above the forest heights you sweep To rock-bound lands, on lone uncharted way, Your choice a haven on some windy steep. Stern pioneers once symbolized your name, Pronounced you, "King of birds," and sang your praise; Your image on gold coins is futile fame For still, imperial bird, the hunter slays! Shall you, unconquered spirit of our land, The Nation's Symbol, die by vandal hand? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE TEMPEST by WILLIAM JAY SMITH THE BALLAD OF WILLIAM SYCAMORE (1790-1880) by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET ON THE EMIGRATION TO AMERICA AND PEOPLING WESTERN COUNTRY by PHILIP FRENEAU SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: RUTHERFORD MCDOWELL by EDGAR LEE MASTERS CROSSING THE PLAINS by CINCINNATUS HEINE MILLER WESTWARD HO! by CINCINNATUS HEINE MILLER FACE TO FACE by ADRIENNE CECILE RICH THE SETTLER: AMERICA IN THE MAKING by ALFRED BILLINGS STREET THE FOUNDERS OF OHIO by WILLIAM HENRY VENABLE A PURPLE HEART BADGE by EMMA THOMAS SCOVILLE |
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