THE EAGLE, ALSO, DIES
With his hooked beak,
With his hooked talons,
With battle-plumes outspread,——
His beak is a driven lance-head;
His talons are scarlet arrows,
His voice is a war-cry!
When he circles the sky
The birds suddenly cease their singing,
The rabbit becomes rigid.
“The hurricane is my horse,
“The black tornado is my charger,
“Earth trembles where I strike!”
Wherefore do you fear, O Warrior?
For the strongest there is a Fate:
The Eagle, also, dies.