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When the grass was closely mown, _x000D__x000D_Walking on the lawn alone, _x000D__x000D_In the turf a hole I found, _x000D__x000D_And hid a soldier underground. _x000D__x000D__x000D_Spring and daisies came apace; _x000D__x000D_Grasses hide my hiding place; _x000D__x000D_Grasses run like a green sea _x000D__x000D_O'er the lawn up to my knee.
Man is not an aquatic animal, but from the time we stand in youthful wonder beside a Spring brook till we sit in old age and watch the endless roll of the sea, we feel a strong kinship with the waters of this world.
Don't you realize that the sea is the home of water? All water is off on a journey unless it's in the sea, and it's homesick, and bound to make its way home someday.
Life originated in the sea, and about eighty percent of it is still there.
It has passed over mountain ranges and_x000D__x000D_The waters of the seven seas._x000D__x000D_It has shown upon laborers in the fields,_x000D__x000D_Into the windows of homes,_x000D__x000D_And shops, and factories._x000D__x000D__x000D_It has beheld cities with gleaming towers,_x000D__x000D_And also the hovels of the poor._x000D__x000D_It has been witness to both good and evil,_x000D__x000D_The works of honest men and women and_x000D__x000D_The conspiracy of knaves._x000D__x000D__x000D_It has seen marching armies, bomb-blasted villages_x000D__x000D_And "the destruction that wasteth at noonday."_x000D__x000D_Now, unsullied from its tireless journey,_x000D__x000D_It comes to us,_x000D__x000D_Messenger of the morning._x000D__x000D_Harbinger of a new day.
I'm thankful for a pair of shoes that feel really good on my feet; I like my shoes. I'm thankful for the birds; I feel like they're singing just for me when I get up in the morning... Saying, 'Good morning, John. You made it, John.' I'm thankful for the sea breeze that feels so good right now, and the scent of jasmine when the sun starts going down. I'm thankful.
The myriad valleys could have arisen anywhere on the landscape. The current positions are quite accidental. If we could repeat the experiment, we might obtain no valleys at all, or a completely different system. Yet we now stand at the shore line contemplating the fine spacing of valleys and their even contact with the sea. How easy it is to be misled and to assume that no other landscape could possibly have arisen.
Must I be carried to the skies on flowery beds of ease, while others fought to win the prize and sailed through bloody seas?
The pictorial battlefield becomes a sea of mud mercifully veiled by the fog of war.
It is always with excitement that I wake up in the morning wondering what my intuition will toss up to me, like gifts from the sea. I work with it and rely on it. It's my partner.
Books are lighthouses erected in the great sea of time.
America! America!_x000D__x000D_God shed His grace on thee_x000D__x000D_And crown thy good with brotherhood_x000D__x000D_From sea to shinning sea!
Don't tell me how rocky the sea is, just bring the ship in.
The only way to get a good crew is to marry one.
The sea drives truth into a man like salt.
Man marks the earth with ruin - his control stops with the shore.
...surely these victims of the sea...had rushed willingly down the hills to the water, only to find themselves caught in the wrong place at the wrong time. Who should judge whether they were there for the wrong reason?
The house was built on the highest part of the narrow tongue of land between the harbor and the open sea. It had lasted through three hurricanes and it was built solid as a ship.
Wind is to us what money is to life on shore.
The man who has experienced shipwreck shudders even at a calm sea.
To young men contemplating a voyage I would say go.
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