An eagle soared the blue immensity Of awful heights to find a quiet place To rear his eaglets; but in all that space He found no spot of true tranquility. Wars were upon the land -- storms on the sea; These perils sinister, he could not face When 'neath his wing, the promise of his race Lay close -- his bid for immortality. The isles were leveled by the hurricane, The cities, run by human beasts of prey; The country isolation served in vain To keep the dangers of the night away ... When home holds not a firm, protecting hand, Will eagles find their rock in alien land? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ROBERT OF LINCOLN by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT ENVOY, TO 'MORE SONGS FROM VAGABONDIA' by RICHARD HOVEY THE BANNER OF THE JEW by EMMA LAZARUS ODE TO DUTY by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH MISPLACED SYMPATHY by CHARLES FOLLEN ADAMS RIDDLE by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD ELECTRIC LIGHT-VERSE by L. ALLEN BECK |