| Alfred H. Miles, ed. The Sacred Poets of the Nineteenth Century. 1907. | | | Selected Sonnets. V. Flamborough Lighthouse | | By Richard Wilton (18271903) |
| | (From Bridlington) AS on the beach, moist with an ebbing tide, | |
| Pensive I wandered at the close of day, | |
| I saw a crimson beacon, miles away, | |
| Beam suddenly above the waters wide. | |
| Then chancing to look downwards, I espied | 5 |
| Burning across the sands, a level ray, | |
| Which, moving as I moved, before me lay, | |
| And the low shore with a red glory dyed. | |
| Thus, oer the rolling ages, lifted high, | |
| The beacon of the Cross afar I see, | 10 |
| And through the misty centuries strain my eye; | |
| But bright reflections from that Crimson Tree | |
| Across the sands of Time stretch sweetly nigh, | |
| Right to my feet, as if for none but me! | | | | |
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