Quotes
Quotes about Sea
Nationalism is an infantile disease. It is the measles of mankind.
Nationalism is an infantile disease. It is the measles of mankind.
See one promontory (said Socrates of old) one mountain, one sea, one river, and see all.
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes. By the deep sea, and music in its roars; I love not man the less, but nature more.
See one promontory, one mountain, one sea, one river and see all.
And how should a beautiful, ignorant stream of water know it heads for an early release - out across the desert, running toward the Gulf, below sea level, to murmur its lullaby, and see the Imperial Valley rise out of burning sand with cotton blossoms, wheat, watermelons, roses, how should it know?
Each is like a river that leaves behind its name and shape, the whole course of its path, to vanish into the vast sea of God.
To be interested in the changing seasons is a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with spring.
The grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere; the dew is never dried all at once; a shower is forever falling; vapor is ever rising. Eternal sunrise, eternal dawn and gloaming, on sea and continents and islands, each in its turn, as the round earth rolls.
How Bishop Aiden foretold to certain seamen a storm that would happen, and gave them some holy oil to lay it.
O'er 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!
And as great seamen, using all their wealth And skills in Neptune's deep invisible paths, In tall ships richly built and ribbed with brass, To put a girdle round about the world.
A wet sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast And fills the white and rustling sails, And bends the gallant mast! And bends the gallant mast, my boys, While, like the eagle free, Away the good ship flies, and leaves Old England in the lee.
Skill'd in the globe and sphere, he gravely stands, And, with his compass, measures seas and lands.
What though the sea be calm? trust to the shore, Ships have been drown'd, where late they danc'd before.
Some love to roam o'er the dark sea's foam, Where the shrill winds whistle free.
Ye gentlemen of England That live at home at ease, Ah! little do you think upon The dangers of the seas.
And that all seas are made calme and still with oile; and therefore the Divers under the water doe spirt and sprinkle it abroad with their mouthes because it dulceth and allaieth the unpleasant nature thereof, and carrieth a light with it.
Why does pouring Oil on the Sea make it Clear and Calm? Is it that the winds, slipping the smooth oil, have no force, nor cause any waves?
Cooped in their winged sea-girt citadel.
Now landsmen all, whoever you may be, If you want to rise to the top of the tree, If your soul isn't fettered to an office stool, Be careful to be guided by this golden rule-- Stick close to your desks and never go to sea, And you all may be Rulers of the Queen's Navee.
Scarce one tall frigate walks the sea Or skirts the safer shores Of all that bore to victory Our stout old Commodores.
Lysander when handing over the command of the fleet to Callicratidas, the Spartan, said to him, "I deliver you a fleet that is mistress of the seas."
There were gentlemen and there were seamen in the navy of Charles the Second. But the seamen were not gentlemen; and the gentlemen were not seamen.
Omission to do what is necessary Seals a commission to a blank of danger; And danger, like an ague, subtly taints Even then when we sit idly in the sun.
