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- ...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.Book 20 — BY THE ROADSIDE (76% in)
- (scaly and bare, like eagles' talons,) But haply for some sunny day (who knows?Book 34 — SANDS AT SEVENTY (54% in)
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