Innumerable shades of emerald
And jades in patchwork, spill
Over undulating hills
Of chalk and flint,
Beside the glint of meandering rills
And shoreline, where wet fingers of lace
Are clawing and tracing
Or petting the face
Of the cliffs.
And the ocean biffs
Pebbles and rocks,
While seabirds flock and mock,
Turn and wheel over Nature’s gowns;
In her wardrobe, on the Sussex Downs.
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