Behold the Sea, The opaline, the plentiful and strong, Yet beautiful as is the rose in June, Fresh as the trickling rainbow of July; Sea full of food, the nourisher of kinds, Pu ...

Deep calleth upon deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.

Full many a gem of purest ray serene, The dark unfathomed caves of ocean bear.

He maketh the deep to boil like a pot: he maketh the sea like a pot of ointment.

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 burden of the desert of the sea. As whirlwinds in the south pass through; so it cometh from the desert, from a terrible land.

The sea is flowing ever, The land retains it never.

When beholding the tranquil beauty and brilliancy of the ocean's skin, one forgets the tiger heart that pants beneath it; and would not willingly remember that this velvet paw b ...

When I made the cloud the garment thereof, and thick darkness a swaddlingband for it, And brake up for it my decreed place, and set bars and doors, And said, Hitherto shalt thou ...

Ye waves That o'er th' interminable ocean wreathe Your crisped smiles.