Through the din and desultoriness of noon, even in the most Oriental city, is seen the fresh and primitive and savage nature, in w...hich Scythians and Ethiopians and Indians dwell. What is echo, what are light and shade, day and night, ocean and stars, earthquake and eclipse, there? The works of man are everywhere swallowed up in the immensity of nature. The AEgean Sea is but Lake Huron still to the Indian.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Like to the Pontic Sea, Whose icy current and compulsive course... Ne'er knows retiring ebb, but keeps due on To the Propontic and the Hellespont, Even so my bloody thoughts with violent pace Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love, Till that a capable and wide revenge Swallow them up.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
There are certain things--as, a spider, a ghost, The income-tax, gout, an umbrella for three--... That I hate, but the thing that I hate the most Is a thing they call the Sea.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The sea--this truth must be confessed--has no generosity. No display of manly qualities--courage, hardihood, endurance, faithfulne...ss--has ever been known to touch its irresponsible consciousness of power.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Others built beautifully and well, but fell... to lie like a bleached hull; other sea-cities have faltered and striven with the tide.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »