Herbert Asquith

(11 March 1881 - 5 August 1947 / London, England)

The Frowning Cliff


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.

Submitted: Monday, April 30, 2012

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