Sun-swept beaches with a light wind blowingFrom the immense blue circle of the sea,And the soft thunder where long waves whiten —These were the same for Sappho as for me.Two thousand years — much has gone by forever,Change takes the gods and ships and speech of men —But here on the beaches that time passes overThe heart aches now as then.
The ages rollForward; and forward with them draw my soulInto Time’s infinite sea.And to be glad or sad I care no more;But to have done and to have been beforeI cease to do and be!robert bulwer-lytton
God moves in a mysterious way,His wonders to perform;He plants his footsteps in the sea,And rides upon the storm.william cowper
The winds are sometimes sad to me,The starry spaces, full of fear;Mine is the sorrow on the sea,And mine the sigh of places drear.Some players upon plaintive stringsPublish their wistfulness abroad;I have not spoken of these things,Save to one man, and unto God.lionel johnson
Under the wide and starry sky,Dig the grave and let me lie.Glad did I live and gladly die,And I laid me down with a will.This be the verse you grave for me:Here he lies where he longed to be;Home is the sailor, home from sea,And the hunter home from the hill.Robert Louis Stevenson
Here in a little lonely roomI am master of earth and sea,And the planets come to me.arthur symons