Sweet bird! thy bow’r is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear; thou has’t no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year.

Daily the steamers sidle up to meet the effusive welcome of the pier.

Time goes, you say? Ah no! Alas, Time stays, we go.

When I admire the wonder of a sunset or the beauty of the moon, my soul expands in worship of the Creator

To think of shadows is a serious thing

To A Father Growing Old Nothing Is Dearer Than A Daughter

Huge knots of sea-weed hung upon the jagged and pointed stones, trembling in every breath of wind; and the green ivy clung mournfully round the dark and ruined battlements

Our memories of the ocean will linger on, long after our footprints in the sand are gone.

If You Want To Know How Much I Love You, Count The Waves

A feather in hand is better than a bird in the air