52 Cornish Cliffs in Spring 



beaten shores. Not even the buoyant gulls and 

 the eldritch cormorants of the caves seem so nearly 

 the incarnation, or animate symbol, of the meeting- 

 place of sea and land as the rock-pipit. It is strange 

 to see so small and landlike a bird shrilly fleeting 

 over wastes of spray, or interweaving its wavering 

 trill with the voices of songless sea-fowl and the 

 diapason of Atlantic tides. 



