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And Thou, vast Ocean! on whole awful face
  Time's iron feet can print no ruin trace.
      - Robert Montgomery,
        The Omnipresence of the Deity
         (pt. I, st. 20)

He laid his hand upon "the Ocean's mane,"
  And played familiar with his hoary locks.
      - Robert Pollok, Course of Time
         (bk. IV, l. 689)

Whosoever commands the sea, commands the trade; whosoever commands the trade of the world, commands the riches of the world, and consequently the world itself.
      - Sir Walter Raleigh (1)

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.
      - Christina Georgina Rossetti, By the Sea
         (st. 1)

Neptune has raised up his turbulent plains; the sea falls and leaps upon the trembling shore. She remounts, groans, and with redoubled blows makes the abyss and the shaken mountains resound.
      - Marquis Jean Francois de Saint-Lambert

A life on the ocean wave!
  A home on the rolling deep;
    Where the scattered waters rave,
      And the winds their revels keep!
      - Epes Sargent, Life on the Ocean Wave

For now I stand as one upon a rock environed with a wilderness of sea, who marks the waxing tide grow wave by wave, expecting ever when some envious surge will in his brinish bowels swallow him.
      - William Shakespeare

A league from Epidamnum had we sailed
  Before the always wind-obeying deep
    Gave any tragic instance of our harm.
      - William Shakespeare, The Comedy of Errors
         (Egeon at I, i)

This royal throne of kings, this scept'red isle,
  This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars,
    This other Eden, demi-paradise,
      This fortress built by Nature for herself
        Against infection and the hand of war,
          This happy breed of men, this little world,
            This precious stone set in the silver sea,
              Which serves it in the office of a wall,
                Or as a moat defensive to a house,
                  Against the envy of less happier lands;
                    This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England,
                      This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings,
                        Feared by their breed and famous by their birth,
                          Renowned for their deeds as far from home,
                            For Christian service and true chivalry,
                              As is the sepulchre in stubborn Jewry
                                Of the world's ransom, blessed Mary's son;
                                  This land of such dear souls, this dear dear land,
                                    Dear for her reputation through the world,
                                      Is now leased out (I die pronouncing it)
                                        Like to a tenement or pelting farm.
      - William Shakespeare,
        The Tragedy of King Richard the Second
         (Gaunt at II, i)

There the sea I found
  Calm as a cradled child in dreamless slumber bound.
      - Percy Bysshe Shelley, The Revolt of Islam
         (canto I, st. 15)

The pleased sea on a white-breasted shore--
  A shore that wears on her alluring brows
    Rare shells, far brought, the love-gifts of the sea,
      That blushed a tell-tale.
      - Alexander Smith

The rolling billows beat the rugged shore, as they the earth would shoulder from her seat.
      - Edmund Spenser

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.
      - Richard Henry Stoddard,
        Carmen Naturoe Triumphale (l. 192)

Thou wert before the Continents, before
  The hollow heavens, which like another sea
    Encircles them and thee, but whence thou wert,
      And when thou wast created, is not known,
        Antiquity was young when thou wast old.
      - Richard Henry Stoddard, Hymn to the Sea
         (l. 104)

Swelling in anger or sparkling in glee.
      - Bayard Taylor

We follow and race
  In shifting chase,
    Over the boundless ocean-space!
      Who hath beheld when the race begun?
        Who shall behold it run?
      - Bayard Taylor, The Waves

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

A few swimming in the vast deep.
  [Lat., Rari nantes in gurgite vasto.]
      - Virgil or Vergil (Publius Virgilius Maro Vergil),
        The Aeneid (I, 118)

Love the shore; let others keep to the deep sea.
  [Lat., Littus ama; altum alii teneant.]
      - Virgil or Vergil (Publius Virgilius Maro Vergil),
        The Aeneid (V, 13-4), (adapted)

I send thee a shell from the ocean-beach;
  But listen thou well, for my shell hath speech.
    Hold to thine ear
      And plain thou'lt hear
        Tales of ships.
      - Charles Henry Webb, With a Nantucket Shell

Rocked in the cradle of the deep,
  I lay me down in peace to sleep.
      - Emma Hart Willard, The Cradle of the Deep

I have seen
  A curious child, who dwelt upon a tract
    Of inland ground, applying to his ear
      The convolutions of a smooth-lipped shell;
        To which, in silence hushed, his very soul
          Listened intensely; and his countenance soon
            Brightened with joy; for from within were heard
              Murmurings, whereby the monitor expressed
                Mysterious union with its native sea.
      - William Wordsworth, Excursion (bk. IV)

Ocean into tempest wrought,
  To waft a feather, or to drown a fly.
      - Edward Young, Night Thoughts
         (night I, l. 153)

In chambers deep,
  Where waters sleep,
    What unknown treasures pave the floor.
      - Edward Young, Ocean (st. 24)

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