The majestic bird is perched on a ledge of rock, wings outspread to shelter its nest of eaglets with its talons grasping the head of a threatening serpent. The following poem by Alfred, Lord Tennyson does not describe this scene, but it is, nonetheless, a powerful description of this majestic bird: The Eagle
by Alfred, Lord Tennyson
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.
