An ode to the mighty oceans

Came across some interesting lines about the sea in The Economist .…..
Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean –roll!
Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain;
Man marks the earth with ruin – his control
Stops with the shore
Byron
I tell you naught for your comfort,
Yea naught for your desire,
Save that the sky grows darker yet
And the sea rises higher.
G.K. Chesterton

Sad were my thoughts that anchor’d silently
On the dead waters of that passionless sea
Unstirr’d by any touch of living breath:
Silence hung over it, and drowsy Death,
Like a gorged seabird, slept with folded wings
On crowded carcasses – sad passive things

Thomas Hood