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Sonnets Round the Coast

by H. D. Rawnsley
  

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24

IV. KYNANCE COVE.

We passed through primrose scent and orchis bloom,
And gained a moorland overblown and drear,
But still the lark made music at our ear,
And sunny furze forbade a moment's gloom;
Then heard we a rememberable boom,
And caught a glimpse of water, emerald clear,
And down the rough-hewn steps we went with cheer
To claim the fisher's ocean-breathèd room.
But the sea called us and we could not stay,
And forth we strolled in that new wonder-land
To where the old-world rocky lions lay,
Their wave-wet haunches glistening o'er the sand,
And all the cliffs about us seemed to say
We bade men sing, We schooled the painter's hand.