 
A SOFT SEA WASHED AROUND THE HOUSE
A soft Sea washed around the House
A Sea of Summer Air
And rose and fell the magic Planks
That sailed without a care --
For Captain was the Butterfly
For Helmsman was the Bee
And an entire universe
For the delighted crew.
Emily Dickinson
AS IF THE SEA SHOULD PART
As if the Sea should part
And show a further Sea
And that -- a further -- and the Three
But a presumption be
Of Periods of Seas
Unvisited of Shores
Themselves the Verge of Seas to be
Eternity -- is Those
Emily Dickinson
THE SEA SAID "COME" TO THE BROOK
The Sea said "Come" to the Brook --
The Brook said "Let me grow" --
The Sea said "Then you will be a Sea --
I want a Brook -- Come now"!
The Sea said "Go" to the Sea --
The Sea said "I am he
You cherished" -- "Learned Waters --
Wisdom is stale -- to Me"
Emily Dickinson
THE SEA TOOK PITY
The sea took pity: it interposed with doom:
‘I have tall daughters dear that heed my hand:
Let Winter wed one, sow them in her womb,
And she shall child them on the New-world strand.’
Gerard Manley Hopkins
A SEA CHILD
The lover of child Marjory
Had one white hour of life brim full;
Now the old nurse, the rocking sea,
Hath him to lull.
The daughter of child Marjory
Hath in her veins, to beat and run,
The glad indomitable sea,
The strong white sun.
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Benvenuti al B&B La Vecchia Concia,
il vostro rifugio sulla riva del mare Adriatico.
Vi attendiamo per offrirvi
la luce dell'alba sul mare,
il rumore delle onde sugli scogli,
il profumo del sale delle mareggiate…
In più tre comode camere doppie con bagno privato,
una ricca colazione con vista sul mare,
l'accoglienza di un ambiente familiare e sereno
   
 
 
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IL MARE
M'affaccio alla finestra, e vedo il mare:
vanno le stelle, tremolano l'onde.
Vedo stelle passare, onde passare:
un guizzo chiama, un palpito risponde.
Ecco sospira l'acqua, alita il vento:
sul mare è apparso un bel ponte d'argento.
Ponte gettato sui laghi sereni,
per chi dunque sei fatto e dove meni?
Giovanni Pascoli
L'HOMME ET LA MER
Homme libre, toujours tu chériras la mer!
La mer est ton miroir
tu contemples ton âme
Dans le déroulement infini de sa lame,
Et ton esprit n’est pas un gouffre moins amer.
Tu te plais à plonger au sein de ton image;
Tu l’embrasses des yeux et des bras,
et ton cœur se distrait quelquefois de sa propre rumeur
Au bruit de cette plainte indomptable et sauvage.
Vous êtes tous les deux ténébreux et discrets:
Homme, nul n’a sondé le fond de tes abîmes,
O mer, nul ne connaît tes richesses intimes,
Tant vous êtes jaloux de garder vos secrets !
Et cependant voilà des siècles innombrables
Que vous vous combattez sans pitié ni remord,
Tellement vous aimez la carnage et al mort
O lutteurs éternels, ô frères implacables!
Charles Baudelaire
SAND AND FOAM
I am forever walking upon these shores,
Betwixt the sand and the foam,
The high tide will erase my foot-prints,
And the wind will blow away the foam.
But the sea and the shore will remain
Forever.
Kahlil Gibran
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