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How many a time have I Cloven with arm still lustier, breast more daring The wave all roughen'd; with a swimmer's stroke Flung the billows back from my drench'd hair, And laughing from my lip the audacious brine Which kiss'd it like a wine-cup rising o'er The waves as they rose, and prouder still The loftier they uplifted me. - Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron) There was one did battle with the storm With careless, desperate force; full many times His life was won and lost, as though he reck'd not-- No hand did aid him, and he aided none-- Alone he breasted the broad wave, alone That man was sav'd. - Charles Robert Maturin I saw him beat the surges under him, And ride upon their backs; he trod the water, Whose enmity he flung aside, and breasted The surge most swoln that met him. - William Shakespeare The torrent roar'd; and we did buffet it With lusty sinews; throwing it aside, And stemming it with hearts of controversy. - William Shakespeare
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