Westerly (Translation and poem)
There west amid skerries now sunk, skerries now sunk, There rises the sea and goes on, and goes on. It foams, sprays, overturns, breaks, and tumbles, It cooks, froths, bubbles, boils,and bumbles; It shouts in its play, sport and dance, its play, sport, and dance. In heaven hairy clouds fly by,... Sign in to see full entry.