Chapter 552 No.552

I have found a grassy niche

Hollowed in a seaside hill,

As if the ocean-grandeur which

Is aspectable from the place,

Had struck the hill as with a mace

Sudden and cleaving. You might fill

That little nook with the little cloud

Which sometimes lieth by the moon

To beautify a night of June;

A cavelike nook which, opening al