Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The World’s Best Poetry.
Volume V. Nature. 1904. | | | | IV. Inland Waters: Highlands | | Dover Cliff | | William Shakespeare (1564–1616) |
| | From “King Lear,” Act IV. Sc. 6.
COME on, sir; here ’s the place: stand still! | |
| How fearful | |
| And dizzy ’t is, to cast one’s eyes so low! | |
| The crows and choughs that wing the midway air | |
| Show scarce so gross as beetles: half-way down | 5 |
| Hangs one that gathers samphire,—dreadful trade! | |
| Methinks he seems no bigger than his head: | |
| The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, | |
| Appear like mice; and yon tall anchoring bark, | |
| Diminished to her cock; her cock, a buoy | 10 |
| Almost too small for sight: the murmuring surge, | |
| That on the unnumbered idle pebbles chafes, | |
| Cannot be heard so high.—I ’ll look no more; | |
| Lest my brain turn, and the deficient sight | |
| Topple down headlong. | 15 | | | |
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