In a coign of the cliff between lowland and highland,
At the sea-down's edge between windward and lee,... - MORE In a coign of the cliff between lowland and highland,
At the sea-down's edge between windward and lee,
Walled round with rocks as an inland island,
The ghost of a garden fronts the sea.
At the sea-down's edge between windward and lee,... - MORE In a coign of the cliff between lowland and highland,
At the sea-down's edge between windward and lee,
Walled round with rocks as an inland island,
The ghost of a garden fronts the sea.
