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Though scarred in many a furious fray, No deadly hurt he knew; Well may we think his years are charmed   The Eagle of the Blue. THOSE CARVED IN MANY A FURIOUS FRAY NO DEADLY HURT HE KNEW WELL MAY WE THINK HIS YEARS ARE CHARM'D THE EAGLE OF THE BLUE
t that a leg is lost, It is not that an arm is maimed. It is not that the fever has racked-- Self he has long disclaimed. But all through the Seven Day’s Fight, And deep in the wilderness grim, And in the field-hospital tent, And Petersburg crater, and dim Lean brooding in Libby, there came-- Ah heaven!--what _truth_ to him. The Eagle of the Blue.[12] Aloft he guards the starry folds Who is the brother of the star; The bird whose joy is in the wind Exultleth in the war. No painted plume--a sober hue, His beauty is his power; That eager calm of gaze intent Foresees the Sibyl’s hour. Austere, he crowns the swaying perch, Flapped by the angry flag; The hurricane from the battery sings, But his claw has known the crag. Amid the scream of shells, his scream Runs shrilling; and the glare Of eyes that brave the blinding sun The vollied flame can bear. The pride of quenchless strength is his-- Strength which, though chained, avails; The very rebel looks and thrills-- The anchored Emblem hails.  THE EAGLE OF THE BLUE BY HERMAN MELVILLE READ FOR LIEBERVOX DOT ORG BY JOHN CLINGLOVER AT CLARK UNIVERSITY RECORDED NOVEMBER OF TWO THOUSAND TWELVE WORD PRESS DOT CLARK EWE DOT E D U SLASH M E N E U M A N SLASH LIEBERVOX ALOFT HE GUARDS THE STARRY FOLDS WHO IS THE BROTHER OF THE STAR THE BIRD WHOSE JOY IS IN THE WIND EXULTETH IN THE WAR NO PAINTED PLUME A SOBER HUE HIS BEAUTY IS HIS POWER THAT EAGER CALM WILL GAZE INTENT FORESEES THE SILVER'S HOUR AUSTERE HE CROWNS THE SWAYING PERCH FLACKED BY THE ANGRY FLAG THE HURRICANE FROM THE BATTERY SINGS BUT HIS CLAW HAS KNOWN THE CRAG AMID THIS CREAM OF SHELLS HIS CREAM RUNS SHRILLING AND THE GLARE OF EYES THAT BRAVE THE BLINDING SUN THE VOLLEYED FLAME CAN BEAR THE PRIDE OF QUENCHLESS STRENGTH IS HIS STRENGTH WHICH THOUGH CHAIN'D AVAILS THE VERY REBEL LOOKS AND THRILLS THE ANCHORED EMBLEM HAILS
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