In springtime the flowers of the seaside like the flowers of the woods
Start the year with perfection. First primroses nestle in the sun:
They overlook a bay 
Where eider-duck are flapping and playing, cooing like pigeons. 
Next pink thrift 
Crowns the whole top of a rock sea-surrounded: 
Blue waves and white foam 
Curl far below. In summertime viper's bugloss, 
Party-coloured and bristly, 
Stands erect among the sandhills in groups, like soldiers in coloured uniforms
Sweltering in the heat, 
Till a damp haar and cold wind shakes them, and shakes too the heads 
Of sea-lavender in the rock-chinks, 
And golden samphire, glowing in the very teeth of the misty wind. 
As summer wears on 
And far into the autumn, along the borders of shingly beaches, 
Yellow horned poppy 
Branches and extends its jointed stems and hoary leaves; 
And sea-holly, powdery 
Blue-grey-green, of strange and mystical appearance.