The Eagle: Alfred, Lord Tennyson (1851)
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.
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Just as exciting when “domesticated”.
Our dinosaurs, sometimes partners. Lovely, Karen. Will send you more pics…
ooooh! Beautiful! I’ve always been fascinated with both dragons and predator birds – I never made a connection before but wow, so clear in that image…
Thanks for sharing!