viernes, 18 de julio de 2014

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. 
 
Teacher Ramirez Opinion:
When I read this poem I thought: 
"Ok this poem is simple, is talking about an eagle" 
But, you need read again,
 and you will find another meaning with this eagle's poem, 
so Read one more time! 
And write me in a comment, what's your opinion when you understand the poem?
 

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