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I took it for a bird of prey that soared / High over ocean, battled mount, and plain; / 'Twas but a bird-moth, which with limp horns gored / The invisibly obstructing window-pane!
Better than eagle, with far-towering nerve / But downward bent, greedy, marauding eye, / Guest of the flowers, thou art: unhurt they serve / Thee, little angel of a lower sky!