I like to watch Tumble-weeds roll by, Or to see an eagle Soaring in the sky. Tumble-weeds lead The wind a merry chase. An eagle cleaves the clouds, A conqueror of space. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DISPUTE OF THE HEART AND BODY OF FRANCOIS VILLON by FRANCOIS VILLON AN ELEGY: TO AN OLD BEAUTY by THOMAS PARNELL ON THE COLLAR OF MRS. DINGLEY'S LAP-DOG by JONATHAN SWIFT IN MEMORY OF DOCTOR DONNE by R. B. GWIN, KING OF NORWAY by WILLIAM BLAKE ENOUGH by CHARLES GRANGER BLANDEN ON READING THAT THE REBUILDING OF YPRES APPROACHED COMPLETION by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |