Skirting the river road, (my forenoon walk, my rest,)
             Skyward in air a sudden muffled sound, the dalliance of the eagles,
             The rushing amorous contact high in space together,
             The clinching interlocking claws, a living, fierce, gyrating wheel,
             Four beating wings, two beaks, a swirling mass tight grappling,
             In tumbling turning clustering loops, straight downward falling
             Till o’er the river pois’d, the twain yet one, a moment’s lull,
             A motionless still balance in the air, then parting, talons loosing,
             Upward again on slow—firm pinions slanting, their separate diverse flight,
             She hers, he his, pursuing.

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