Wednesday, July 01, 2009
A friend of mine just came back from a cruise in Alaska and sent me this photo of an eagle on a glacier with cliffs in the background. More a glacier picture than an eagle picture, but still something. And you can see why people who go to Alaska come back agog.
On Scaring Some Water-Fowl in Loch Turit
A wild scene among the hills of Oughtertyre.
by Robert Burns
Why, you tenants of the lake,
For me your watery haunt forsake?
Tell me, fellow creatures, why
At my presence thus you fly?
Why disturb your social joys,
Parent, filial, kindred ties? -
Common friend to you and me,
Nature's gifts to all are free:
Peaceful keep your dimpling wave,
Busy feed, or wanton leave;
Or, beneath the sheltering rock,
Bide the surging billow's shock.
Conscious, blushing for our race,
Soon, too soon, your fears I trace.
Man, your proud, usurping foe,
Would be lord of all below:
Plumes himself in freedom's pride,
Tyrant stern to all beside.
The eagle, from the cliffy brow (crest)
Marking you his prey below,
In his breast no pity dwells,
Strong necessity compels:
But Man, to whom alone is given
A ray direct from pitying Heaven,
Glories in his heart humane -
And creatures for his pleasure slain!
In these savage, liquid plains,
Only known to wandering swains,
Where the mossy rivulet strays
Far from human haunts and ways,
All on Nature you depend,
And life's poor season peaceful spend.
Or, if Man's superior might
Dare invade your native right,
On the lofty ether borne,
Man with all his powers you scorn;
Swiftly seek, on clanging wings,
Other lakes, and other springs;
And the foe you cannot brave,
Scorn at least to be his slave.
I was in Alaska many years ago and the natural beauty there just took my breath away. I'll never forget that blue glow in the ice - I was told it comes from the ice being highly compressed in a glacier.