Herbert Asquith

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

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.


Comments about The Frowning Cliff by Herbert Asquith

  • Gold Star - 4,874 Points Walterrean Salley (11/6/2014 11:00:00 PM)

    It seems that the sea and the cliff are at odds, but the sea is to have the last laugh. (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 4,874 Points Walterrean Salley (11/6/2014 10:58:00 PM)

    It seems that the sea and the cliff are at odds, but the sea gets the last laugh. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 30, 2012



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