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.
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Alone I walked on the ocean strand,
A pearly shell was in my hand;
I stooped, and read more
Alone I walked on the ocean strand,
A pearly shell was in my hand;
I stooped, and wrote upon the sand
My name, the year, the day.
As onward from the sport I passed,
One lingering look behind I cast,
A wave came rolling high and fast,
And washed my lines away.
The sea heaves up, hangs loaded o'er the land,
Breaks there, and buries its tumultuous strength.
The sea heaves up, hangs loaded o'er the land,
Breaks there, and buries its tumultuous strength.
There's not a sea the passenger e'er pukes in,
Turns up more dangerous breakers than the Euxine.
There's not a sea the passenger e'er pukes in,
Turns up more dangerous breakers than the Euxine.
The great fishpond (the sea).
The great fishpond (the sea).
When I made the cloud the garment thereof, and thick darkness a
swaddlingband for it,
And brake up read more
When I made the cloud the garment thereof, and thick darkness a
swaddlingband for it,
And brake up for it my decreed place, and set bars and doors,
And said, Hitherto shalt thou come, but no further: and here
shall thy proud waves be stayed?
That make the meadows green; and, poured round all,
Old Ocean's gray and melancholy waste,--
Are but read more
That make the meadows green; and, poured round all,
Old Ocean's gray and melancholy waste,--
Are but the solemn decorations all
Of the great tomb of man.
The sea! the sea! the open sea!
The blue, the fresh, the ever free!
Without a mark, read more
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.
What are the wild waves saying,
Sister, the whole day long,
That ever amid our playing
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What are the wild waves saying,
Sister, the whole day long,
That ever amid our playing
I hear but their low, lone song?
The sea appears all golden
Beneath the sun-lit sky.
The sea appears all golden
Beneath the sun-lit sky.
