What aileth thee, O thou sea, that thou fleddest? Tremble, thou earth, at the presence of the Lord: at the presence of the God of Jacob. Psalm cxiv. Verses 3, 5, 7.
He proceeded to drive over the billows, and the monsters of the deep sported beneath him on all sides from their recesses, nor were ignorant of their king. For joy the sea separated. Buckleys Homer.The Iliad, Book XIII. Page 229.
Surely oak and threefold brass surrounded his heart, who first trusted a frail vessel to the merciless ocean. Horace, by Buckley, Book I. Ode III. Line 6.
Hearts, sure, of brass they had, who tempted first Rude seas that spare not what themselves have nursed. Waller.Battle of the Summer Islands, Canto II. Line 102.
It was a brave attempt! adventrous he, Who in the first ship broke the unknown sea; And, leaving his dear native shores behind, Trusted his life to the licentious wind. Dr. Watts.Lyric Poems, Launching into Eternity.
The adventurous man, who durst the deep explore, Oppose the winds and tempt the shelfy shore, Beneath his roof now tastes unbroken rest, Enough with native wealth and plenty blest. Congreve.The Birth of the Muses.
A wet sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast, And fills the white and rustling sail, And bends the gallant mast. Allan Cunningham.A Song, (Vol. IV.)
Then rose from sea to sky the wild farewell Then shriekd the timid, and stood still the brave, Then some leapd overboard with dreadful yell, As eager to anticipate their grave; And the sea yawnd around her like a hell, And down she suckd with her the whirling wave, Like one who grapples with his enemy, And strives to strangle him before he die. Byron.Don Juan, Canto II. Stanza 52.
Tumultuous waves embroild the bellowing flood, All trembling, deafend, and aghast we stood! No more the vessel ploughd the dreadful wave, Fear seized the mighty, and unnerved the brave. Pope.The Odyssey, Book XII. Line 241.
I saw a thousand fearful wracks: A thousand men that fishes gnawd upon: Wedges of gold, great anchors, heaps of pearl, Inestimable stones, unvalued jewels, All scatterd in the bottom of the sea. Some lay in dead mens skulls; and in those holes Where eyes did once inhabit there were crept, As twere in scorn of eyes, reflecting gems, That wood the slymy bottom of the deep, And mockd the dead bones that lay scatterd by. Shakespeare.King Richard III., Act I. Scene 4. (Clarences Dream.)
Oer the glad waters of the dark blue sea, Our thoughts as boundless, and our souls as free, Far as the breeze can bear, the billows foam, Survey our empire, and behold our home! Byron.The Corsair, Canto I. Stanza 1.