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The image of Eternity--the throne
Of the Invisible; even from out thy slime
The monsters of the read more
The image of Eternity--the throne
Of the Invisible; even from out thy slime
The monsters of the deep are made; each zone
Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
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.
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.
If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost
parts of the sea;
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If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost
parts of the sea;
Even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold
me.
The breaking waves dashed high
On a stern and rock-bound coast;
And the woods against a stormy read more
The breaking waves dashed high
On a stern and rock-bound coast;
And the woods against a stormy sky,
Their giant branches toss'd.
And I have loved them, Ocean! and my joy
Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be
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And I have loved them, Ocean! and my joy
Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be
Borne, like shy bubbles, onward; from a boy
I wanton'd with thy breakers.
. . . .
And laid my hand upon thy mane--as I do here.
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.
Ye waves
That o'er th' interminable ocean wreathe
Your crisped smiles.
Ye waves
That o'er th' interminable ocean wreathe
Your crisped smiles.
Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow,
Such as Creation's dawn beheld, thou rollest now.
Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow,
Such as Creation's dawn beheld, thou rollest now.