Born in Salem, Massachusetts, August 22, 1813; died there, May, 1880. His father was a sea captain and the son went with him upon many voyages. He was ..
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THE eagles gather on the place of death So thick the ground is spotted with their wings, The air is tainted with the noisome breath The wind from off the field of slaughter brings; Alas! no mourners weep them for the slain, But all unburied lies the naked soul; The whitening bones of thousands strew the plain, Yet none can now the pestilence control; The eagles gathering on the carcase feed, In every heart behold their half-formed prey; The battened wills beneath their talons bleed, Their iron beaks without remorse must slay; Till by the sun no more the place is seen, Where they who worshipped idol gods have been.
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The Eagles by Jones Very