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.
Bird Songs
Song Cycle by Peter Russell Naylor (b. 1933)
?. The eagle  [sung text not yet checked]
Authorship:
- by Alfred Tennyson, Lord (1809 - 1892), "The eagle", from Poems, first published 1851
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- GER German (Deutsch) (Linda Godry) , "Der Seeadler", copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
?. The chough
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Authorship:
- by Rex Warner (b. 1905), "Chough", appears in Poems and Contradictions, first published 1945, copyright ©
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It was the Rainbow gave thee birth, And left thee all her lovely hues; And, as her mother's name was Tears, So runs it in my blood to choose For haunts the lonely pools, and keep In company with trees that weep. Go you and, with such glorious hues, Live with proud peacocks in green parks; On lawns as smooth as shining glass, Let every feather show its marks; Get thee on boughs and clap thy wings Before the windows of proud kings. Nay, lovely Bird, thou art not vain; Thou hast no proud, ambitious mind; I also love a quiet place That's green, away from all mankind; A lonely pool, and let a tree Sigh with her bosom over me.
Authorship:
- by William Henry Davies (1871 - 1940), "The kingfisher", appears in Farewell to Poesy and Other Pieces, first published 1910?
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]?. The linnet  [sung text not yet checked]
Upon this leafy bush With thorns and roses in it, Flutters a thing of light, A twittering linnet. And all the throbbing world Of dew and sun and air By this small parcel of life Is made more fair; As if each bramble-spray And mounded gold-wreathed furze, Harebell and little thyme, Were only hers; As if this beauty and grace Did to one bird belong, And, at a flutter of wing, Might vanish in song.
Authorship:
- by Walter De la Mare (1873 - 1956), "The linnet", appears in Motley and Other Poems, first published 1918
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Lark, skylark, spilling your rubbed and round [ ... ]
Authorship:
- by Cecil Day Lewis (1904 - 1972), "The ecstatic", appears in A Time to Dance and Other Poems, first published 1935, copyright ©
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