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.
Here in a little lonely roomI am master of earth and sea,And the planets come to me.arthur symons
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 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
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
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.sara teasdale