FREELY ENGLISHED FROM JOHANN SENN (1792–1858) "WILD eagle of the Tyrol, Why are thy feathers red?" "I've been to greet the morning On Ortler's crimsoned head!" "Gray eagle of the Tyrol, 'T is not the morning light Drips from the soaring pinions That wing thine airy flight. "Proud eagle of the Tyrol, Why are thy claws so red?" "I've been where Etschland's maidens The ruddy vintage tread." "Gray eagle of the Tyrol, Red runs our Tyrol wine; But redder ran the vintage That stained those claws of thine. "Wild eagle of the Tyrol, Why is thy beak so red?" "Go ask the gorge of Stilfes, Where lie the Saxon dead! "The grapes were ripe in August Wherewith my beak is red; The vines that gave that vintage No other wine will shed: My beak is red with battle; I've been among the dead!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VICARIOUS ATONEMENT by RICHARD ALDINGTON INDEPENDENCE DAY, 1956, A FAIRY TALE by JAMES GALVIN PRIDE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON EPITAPH IN A CHURCH-YARD IN CHARLESTON, SOUTH CAROLINA by AMY LOWELL CAMOMILE TEA by KATHERINE MANSFIELD THE HEART'S RETURN by EDWIN MARKHAM |