The Frowning Cliff - Poem by Herbert Asquith
The sea has a laugh
And the cliff a frown;
For the laugh of the sea is wearing him down.
Lipping and lapping
Frown as he may,
The laughing sea
Will eat him away;
Knees and body,
And tawny head,
He'll smile at last
On a golden bed.
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