Poems by Felicia Dorothea Browne/Written on the Sea-Shore

WRITTEN ON THE SEA-SHORE.


How awful how sublime this view,
Each day presenting something new.
Hark! now the seas majestic roar,
And now the birds their warblings pour;
Now yonder lark's sweet notes resound,
And now an awful stillness reigns around.

F. D. B. aged 10