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Sonnets Round the Coast

by H. D. Rawnsley
Rawnsley, H. D. (1851-1920)
  
[dedication]

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BOOK I. SONNETS OF THE ISLE OF WIGHT AND SOUTH COAST.
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BOOK II. SONNETS OF THE CORNISH COASTS.
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BOOK III. SONNETS OF THE BRISTOL CHANNEL.
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BOOK IV. SONNETS OF THE WELSH COAST.
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BOOK V. SONNETS OF THE LANCASHIRE AND CUMBERLAND COASTS.
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I. EAST AND WEST.
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II. THE TOWER ON THE HOAD, ULVERSTON.
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III. A LAUNCH FROM THE FURNESS DOCKS.
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IV. BLACK COMBE.
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V. ESKMEALS.
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VI. AT KING HENRY'S CHAPEL, MUNCASTER.
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VII. A QUIET AUTUMN DAY,
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VIII. AT MUNCASTER,
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IX. THE DEATH OF OLAF THE DANE—
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X. HOME FROM THE EAST.
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XI. THE LIGHT-SHIP, SEEN FROM SEASCALE.
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XII. THE DRUID STONE NEAR MILLBECK, SEASCALE.
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XIII. BRAVE SAILING.
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XIV. AT SEASCALE.
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XV. THE PREACHER'S SEASIDE LESSON.
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XVI. THE OLD WRECK AT SEASCALE.
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XVII. THE IRISH LAND LEAGUE.
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XVIII. ROCK RUINS AT SEASCALE.
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XIX. THE GOSFORTH CROSS.
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XX. SEASCALE MEMORIES.
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XXI. THE PEACE OF UNDERSTANDING.
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XXII. ARCHBISHOP GRINDAL,
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XXIII. TOMB OF THOMAS DE COTTINGHAM,
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XXIV. BEOWULF'S STONE, SAINT BEES.
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XXV. THE SNOW MIRACLE,
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XXVI. THE FORESTER'S. TOMB, SAINT BEES.
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XXVII. SAINT BEES.
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XXVIII. SEA-COTE, SAINT BEES.
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XXIX. SEA-GULLS AT SAINT BEES.
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XXX. THE LARK ON TOMLINE HEAD.
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XXXI. A DOUBTFUL MAY.
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XII. MUSIC OF TWO WORLDS, SAINT BEES HEAD.
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XXXIII. THE IMPERISHABLE GOSPEL.
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XXXIV. THE GLADNESS OF THE SEA.
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BOOK VI. SONNETS OF THE NORTH-EAST COAST.
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BOOK VII.
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BOOK VIII. SONNETS OF THE LINCOLNSHIRE COAST.

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XIV. AT SEASCALE.

Here, as we walk along the quilted shore,
Dusted with diamond, rich with shell's inlay,
We watch the fringe of foam, that far away
Broiders the hem old ocean ever wore,
Remade each moment, lovelier than before:
So gold the grassy banks at shut of day,
'Twixt red Saint Bees and Black Combe, sailors say
Grey Cumbria's coast is barred with molten ore.
But not the salt sea broidery, nor the beach
Purpled by shifting light, with murmur loud,
Enchants him most who wanders wrapt in thought;
But, as he hears the ocean's marvellous speech
And sees in mirrors wet the flying cloud,
Heaven's wings, Heaven's voices, nearer him are brought.
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