The mountains look on Marathon - / And Marathon looks on the sea; / And musing there an hour alone, / I dreamed that Greece might yet be free.

The lapse of ages changes all things - time, language, the earth, the bounds of the sea, the stars of the sky, and every thing "about, around, and underneath" man, except man himself.

If the sun refused to shine, I'd still be loving you. If mountains crumble to the sea, there will still be you and me.

Mont Blanc is the monarch of mountains; They crown'd him long ago On a throne of rocks, in a robe of clouds, With a diadem of snow.

To multiply the harbors does not reduce the sea.

The sea being so deep and so large, I'm sure other mysteries lurk out there, unseen and unsolved.