Something for Nautikos...
Naut, you made a comment in Troosha's blog today that reminded me of this. I offer an exerpt only, for your pleasure, of Algernon Charles Swinburne's The Triumph of Time. I will go back to the great sweet mother, Mother and lover of men, the sea. I will go down to her, I and none other, Close with her, kiss her and mix her with me; Cling to her, strive with her, hold her fast: O fair white mother, in days long past Born without sister, born without brother, Set free my soul as thy soul is free.... Sign in to see full entry.