05-30-2022, 12:47 PM
The Chief ’s eye flashed; but presently
Softened itself, as sheathes
film the mother-eagle’s eye
When her bruised eaglet breathes:
‘You’re wounded!’ ‘Nay’, his soldier’s pride
Touched to the quick, he said:
‘I’m killed, Sire!’ And, his Chief beside,
Smiling, the boy fell dead.
- Incident of the French Camp, Robert Browning
Softened itself, as sheathes
film the mother-eagle’s eye
When her bruised eaglet breathes:
‘You’re wounded!’ ‘Nay’, his soldier’s pride
Touched to the quick, he said:
‘I’m killed, Sire!’ And, his Chief beside,
Smiling, the boy fell dead.
- Incident of the French Camp, Robert Browning