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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=472341" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Sea Dialogue</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Cabin Passenger:<br>FRIEND, you seem thoughtful. I not wonder much<br>That he who sails the ocean should be sad.<br>I am myself reflective. When I think<br>Of all this wallowing beast, the Sea, has sucked<br>Between his sharp, thin lips, the wedgy waves,<br>What heaps of diamonds, rubies, emeralds, pearls;<br>What piles of shekels, talents, ducats, crowns,<br>What bales of Tyrian mantles, Indian shawls,<br>Of laces that have blanked the weavers' eyes,<br>Of silken tissues, wrought by worm and man,<br>The half-starved workman, and the well-fed worm;<br>What marbles, bronzes, pictures, parchments, books;<br>What many-lobuled, thought-engendering brains;<br>Lie with the gaping sea-shells in his maw,--<br>I, too, am silent; for all language seems<br>A mockery, and the speech of man is vain.<br>O mariner, we look upon the waves<br>And they rebuke our babbling. 'Peace!' they say,--<br>'Mortal, be still!' My noisy tongue is hushed,<br>And with my trembling finger on my lips<br>My soul exclaims in ecstasy--</div><div style="margin:10px 0">MAN AT WHEEL.<br>Belay!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">CABIN PASSENGER.<br>Ah yes! 'Delay,'--it calls, 'nor haste to break<br>The charm of stillness with an idle word!'<br>O mariner, I love thee, for thy thought<br>Strides even with my own, nay, flies before.<br>Thou art a brother to the wind and wave;<br>Have they not music for thine ear as mine,<br>When the wild tempest makes thy ship his lyre,<br>Smiting a cavernous basso from the shrouds<br>And climbing up his gamut through the stays,<br>Through buntlines, bowlines, ratlines, till it shrills<br>An alto keener than the locust sings,<br>And all the great Aeolian orchestra<br>Storms out its mad sonata in the gale?<br>Is not the scene a wondrous and--</div><div style="margin:10px 0">MAN AT WHEEL.<br>A vast!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">CABIN PASSENGER.<br>Ah yes, a vast, a vast and wondrous scene!<br>I see thy soul is open as the day<br>That holds the sunshine in its azure bowl<br>To all the solemn glories of the deep.<br>Tell me, O mariner, dost thou never feel<br>The grandeur of thine office,--to control<br>The keel that cuts the ocean like a knife<br>And leaves a wake behind it like a seam<br>In the great shining garment of the world?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">MAN AT WHEEL.<br>Belay y'r jaw, y' swab! y' hoss-marine!<br>(To the Captain.)<br>Ay, ay, Sir! Stiddy, Sir! Sou'wes' b' sou'!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Oliver+Wendell+Holmes">Oliver Wendell Holmes</a><div class=q>
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FRIEND, you seem thoughtful. I not wonder much
That he who sails the ocean should be sad.
I am myself reflective. When I think
Of all this wallowing beast, the Sea, has sucked
Between his sharp, thin lips, the wedgy waves,
What he..."></div>
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