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So, in the Libyan fable it is told
That once an eagle, stricken with a dart,
Said, when he saw the fashion of the shaft,
"With our own feathers, not by others' hand
Are we now smitten."
Author: Aeschylus
Source: Fragment, (Plumptre's translation), 123
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For wheresoever the carcase is, there will the eagles be gathered
together.
Author: Bible
Source: Matthew (ch. XXIV, v. 28)
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So the struck eagle, stretched upon the plain,
No more through rolling clouds to soar again,
Viewed his own feather on the fatal dart,
And wing'd the shaft that quivered in his heart.
Author: Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron)
Source: English Bards and Scotch Reviewers (l. 826)
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Tho' he inherit
Not the pride, nor ample pinion,
That the Theban eagle bear,
Sailing with supreme dominion
Thro' the azure deep of air.
Author: Thomas Gray
Source: Progress of Poesy
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King of the peak and glacier,
King of the cold, white scalps,
He lifts his head at that close tread,
The eagle of the Alps.
Author: Victor Hugo
Source: Swiss Mercenaries
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The bird of Jove, stoop'd from his aery tour,
Two birds of gayest plume before him drove.
Author: John Milton
Source: Paradise Lost (bk. XI, l. 184)
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Like a young eagle, who has lent his plume
To fledge the shaft by which he meets his doom,
See their own feathers pluck'd, to wing the dart,
Which rank corruption destines for their heart!
Author: Thomas Moore
Source: Corruption
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Bird of the broad and sweeping wing,
Thy home is high in heaven,
Where wide the storms their banners fling,
And the tempest clouds are driven.
Author: James Gates Percival
Source: To the Eagle
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And little eagles wave their wings in gold.
Author: Alexander Pope
Source: Moral Essays--Epistle to Addison (l. 30)
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Last night the very gods showed me a vision--
I fast and prayed for their intelligence--thus:
I saw Jove's bird, the Roman eagle, winged
From the spongy south to this part of the west,
There vanished in the sunbeams; which portends,
Unless my sins abuse my divination,
Success to th' Roman host.
Author: William Shakespeare
Source: Cymbeline (Soothsayer at IV, ii)
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My free drift
Halts not particularly, but moves itself
In a wide sea of wax; no levelled malice
Infects one comma in the course I hold,
But flies an eagle flight, bold and forth on,
Leaving no tract behind.
Author: William Shakespeare
Source: The Life of Timon of Athens (Poet at I, i)
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The eagle suffers little birds to sing,
And is not careful what they mean thereby,
Knowing that with the shadow of his wings
He can at pleasure stint their melody:
Even so mayest thou the giddy men of Rome.
Author: William Shakespeare
Source: Titus Andronicus (Tamora at IV, iv)
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The eagle suffers little birds to sing,
And is not careful what they mean thereby.
Author: William Shakespeare
Source: Titus Andronicus (Tamora at IV, iv)
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Around, around in ceaseless circles wheeling
With clangs of wings and scream, the Eagle sailed
Incessantly.
Author: Percy Bysshe Shelley
Source: Revolt of Islam (canto I, st. 10)
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He clasps the crag with hooked 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.
Author: Lord Alfred Tennyson
Source: The Eagle
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Shall eagles not be eagles? wrens be wrens?
If all the world were falcons, what of that?
The wonder of the eagle were the less,
But he not less the eagle.
Author: Lord Alfred Tennyson
Source: Golden Year (l. 37)
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That eagle's fate and mine are one,
Which, on the shaft that made him die,
Espied a feather of his own,
Wherewith he wont to soar so high.
Author: Edmund Waller
Source: To a Lady Singing a Song of his Composing (ep. XIV)
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