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• As still to the star of its worship, though clouded
  The needle points faithfully o'er the dim sea, So dark when I roam in this wintry world shrouded, The hope of my spirit turns trembling to Thee....
• Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments.
  Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove...
• Oft in the stilly night, Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Fond memory brings the light Of other days around me
  The smiles, the tears, Of boyhood's years, The words of love then spoke...
• Oh, ever thus, from childhood's hour, I 've seen my fondest hopes decay
  I never loved a tree or flower But 't was the first to fade away....
• Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn.
  -- Thomas Gray (1716-1771) -- Elegy in a Country Churchyard, Stanza 25...
• Thus, when the lamp that lighted The traveller at first goes out, He feels awhile benighted, And looks around in fear and doubt.
  But soon, the prospect clearing, By cloudless starlight on he treads, And thinks no lamp so cheering As that light which Heaven sheds....
• I know not, I ask not, if guilt 's in that heart, I but know that I love thee whatever thou art.
  -- Thomas Moore (1779-1852) -- Come, rest in this Bosom...
• There is an evening twilight of the heart, When its wild passion-waves are lulled to rest.
  -- Fitz-Greene Halleck (1790-1867) -- Twiligh...
• Love the sea? I dote upon it -- from the beach.