And, all around, the deaf’ning roar,
Re-echo’d on the chalky shore,
By the green billows made.
Above, a jutting cliff was seen
Where Sea Birds hover’d, craving;
And all around, the craggs were bound
With weeds—for ever waving.
And here and there, a cavern wide
Its shad’wy jaws display’d;
And near the sands, at ebb of tide,