The Eagle

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They have him in a cageAnd little children runTo offer him well-meant bits of bun,And very common people say, "My word!Ain't he a 'orrible bird!"And the smart, "How absurd!Poor, captive, draggled, downcast lord of the air!"

Steadfast in his despair,He doth not rage;But with unconquerable eyeAnd soul aflame to fly,Considereth the sun.

© Crosland Thomas William Hodgson