Beachy Head juts high tilted sandstone cliffs shows bold face to vista still, spread of sea overwhelms heard even from here, looking out from high azure waves crash the cliff take the land back in battle slow but furious a high Breeze blows always gulls swoop over emptiness beyond cliff's crumbling domain against blue sky broad and high small, lonely lighthouse- mans imposing guards the ships from peril passing while here above, rich green carpet, with heather decoration spreads brightening in deep purple strong presence, this Head, but look- broken pieces below centuries wear and tear, break the shore the ocean remains, reclaims
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