"The sea! the sea! the open sea! The blue, the fresh, the ever free! Without a mark, without a bound, It runneth the earth's wide regions round; It plays with the clouds; it mocks the skies; Or like a cradled creature lies."

"Behold the Sea, The opaline, the plentiful and strong, Yet beautiful as is the rose in June, Fresh as the trickling rainbow of July; Sea full of food, the nourisher of kinds, Purger of earth, and medicine of men; Creating a sweet climate by my breath, Washing out harms and griefs from memory, And, in my mathematic ebb and flow, Giving a hint of that which changes not."

"The sea is flowing ever, The land retains it never."

"There is many a rich stone laid up in the bowells of the earth, many a fair pearle in the bosome of the sea, that never was seene nor never shall bee."

"The hollow sea-shell, which for years hath stood On dusty shelves, when held against the ear Proclaims its stormy parent, and we hear The faint, far murmur of the breaking flood. We hear the sea. The Sea? It is the blood In our own veins, impetuous and near."

"The sea appears all golden Beneath the sun-lit sky."

"Of the loud resounding sea."

"Come o'er the moonlit sea, The waves are brightly glowing."

"Tut! the best thing I know between France and England is the sea."

"Love the sea? I dote upon it—from the beach."

"The land is dearer for the sea, The ocean for the shore."

"Would'st thou,"—so the helmsman answered, "Learn the secret of the sea? Only those who brave its dangers Comprehend its mystery!"

"It is a pleasure for to sit at ease Upon the land, and safely for to see How other folks are tossed on the seas That with the blustering winds turmoiled be."

"Distinct as the billows, yet one as the sea."

"Why does the sea moan evermore? Shut out from heaven it makes its moan, It frets against the boundary shore; All earth's full rivers cannot fill The sea, that drinking thirsteth still."

"Streak of silver sea."

"The Channel is that silver strip of sea which severs merry England from the tardy realms of Europe."

"There the sea I found Calm as a cradled child in dreamless slumber bound."

"I loved the Sea. Whether in calm it glassed the gracious day With all its light, the night with all its fires; Whether in storm it lashed its sullen spray, Wild as the heart when passionate youth expires; Or lay, as now, a torture to my mind, In yonder land-locked bay, unwrinkled by the wind."

"Break, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, oh sea! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me."

"Littus ama; altum alii teneant."

"The burden of the desert of the sea."

"I am not at sea because I object to bad treatment, poor food, poor wages, and worse prospects. I am not at sea because very early I discovered that it is a comfortless, weariful and thankless life — a life compact of hardness and sordidness such as shore people can scarcely conceive. I am not at sea because I dislike being a pawn with the sea for a board and the shipowners for players."

"Praise the sea, but keep on land."

"I have seen the sea lashed into fury and tossed into spray, and its grandeur moves the soul of the dullest man; but I remember that it is not the billows, but the calm level of the sea from which all heights and depths are measured."

"The sea, that great library of books one cannot read."

"The dragon-green, the luminous, the dark, the serpent-haunted sea,"

"The Sea is the Sweat of the Earth, burnt by the Sun, which squeezeth the Sweat out of it."

"The sea has many voices, Many gods and many voices."

"All the rivers run into the sea, yet the sea is not full; unto the place where the rivers come, thither they return again."

"Even if you never have the chance to see or touch the ocean, the ocean touches you with every breath you take, every drop of water you drink, every bite you consume. Everyone, everywhere is inextricably connected to and utterly dependent upon the existence of the sea."

"This much is certain: We have the power to damage the sea, but no sure way to heal the harm."

"The sea did what it liked, and what it liked was destruction. It thundered at the town, and thundered at the cliffs, and brought the coast down, madly."

"For whatever we lose (like a you or a me) it's always ourselves we find in the sea."

"A singular disadvantage of the sea lies in the fact that after successfully surmounting one wave you discover that there is another behind it just as important and just as nervously anxious to do something effective in the way of swamping boats."