Bryan Procter

"The sea! the sea! the open sea! The blue, the fresh, the ever free!"

"I ’m on the sea! I ’m on the sea! I am where I would ever be, With the blue above and the blue below, And silence wheresoe’er I go."

"I never was on the dull, tame shore, But I loved the great sea more and more."

"Touch us gently, Time! Let us glide adown thy stream Gently,—as we sometimes glide Through a quiet dream."