A Quote by Lord Byron

Roll on, thou deep and dark blue ocean — © Lord Byron
Roll on, thou deep and dark blue ocean
Roll on, thou deep and dark blue ocean, roll! Ten thousand blubber-hunters sweep over thee in vain.
Roll on, deep and dark blue ocean, roll. Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain. Man marks the earth with ruin, but his control stops with the shore.
It is dark now. The snow is deep blue and the ocean nearly black. It is time for some music.
Thou rising Sun! thou blue rejoicing Sky! Yea! every thing that is and will be free! Bear witness for me, whereso'er ye be, With what deep worship I have still adored The spirit of divinest Liberty.
Far must thy researches go Wouldst thou learn the world to know; Thou must tempt the dark abyss Wouldst thou prove what Being is; Naught but firmness gains the prize, Naught but fullness makes us wise, Buried deep truth e'er lies.
Roll on, thou ball, roll on! Through pathless realms of Space, Roll on!
Can ye fathom the ocean, dark and deep, where the mighty waves and the grandeur sweep?
The Bahamas are gorgeous. The deep trench in the ocean floor called the Tongue of the Ocean, which comes between the islands, is the most beautiful deep indigo colour.
Far out in the ocean, where the water is as blue as the prettiest cornflower, and as clear as crystal, it is very, very deep; so deep, indeed, that no cable could fathom it: many church steeples, piled one upon another, would not reach from the ground beneath to the surface of the water above. There dwell the Sea King and his subjects.
The night is dark, the waters deep, Yet soft the billows roll; Alas! at every breeze I weep — The storm is in my soul.
Death is not the end. Death is an ocean on all sides of our lives. Deep and dark and cold, and anything but empty.
Blue thou art, intensely blue; Flower, whence came thy dazzling hue?
Know'st thou the land where the lemon-trees bloom, Where the gold orange glows in the deep thicket's gloom, Where a wind ever soft from the blue heaven blows, And the groves are of laurel and myrtle and rose!
A man notices a womans figure when she walks in a room. Women have eight million words for blue; a man says dark blue or light blue.
A man notices a woman's figure when she walks in a room. Women have eight million words for blue; a man says dark blue or light blue.
There are times when the ocean is not the ocean - not blue, not even water, but some violent explosion of energy and danger: fierceness on a scale only gods can summon.
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