 | William Francis Collier - American literature - 1862 - 550 pages
...The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone. And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful...to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward; from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror... | |
 | Alexander Wallace - 1862 - 230 pages
...the while, And stand a wall of fire around their much-loved isle." ONE FROM THE RANKS A LIFE STORY. "And I have loved thee, Ocean! and my joy Of youthful...be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight ; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron - Poetry - 1994 - 884 pages
...of the deep are made ; each soné Obeys thee ; thon goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone. CLXXXTV. er Break her heart for a man who wanton 'd with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight ; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror... | |
 | Stephen Bygrave - Literary Criticism - 1996 - 364 pages
...They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride, or spoils of Trafalgar. 184 And I have loved thee, Ocean! and my joy Of youthful...to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward: from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers - they to me Were a delight; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror... | |
 | Cliff Gerwick - Technology & Engineering - 2002 - 682 pages
...geotechnical and construction engineers should lead to more effective and economical offshore construction. And I have loved thee, Ocean! and my joy Of youthful...delight; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — twos a pleasing fear For I was as it were, a child of thee And trusted to thy billows far and near,... | |
 | Mark Humphrey - Music - 2000 - 276 pages
..."invocation," which paraphrases a stanza of Lord Byron's Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto I: And l have loved thee, Ocean! and my joy Of youthful sports...to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward; from a boy l wantoned with thy breakers,... And l trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy... | |
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twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here. 
