On the surface, foam and roar. 

 Restless heave and passionate dash ; 

 Shingle rattle along the shore, 

 Gathering boom and thundering crash. 



Under the surface, loveliest forms, 

 Featherv fronds with crimson curl, 

 Treasures too deep tor the raid of storms. 

 Delicate coral and hidden pearl. 



Frances Ridley Havergal 



