Add to ORKGBeneath the green hill by Trinidad Head, Sleeping the frail token of all his age, The old fisherman of wooden ships and this whaling bay Breathes an aspen sleep by the wordy chant of the sea..
The blazing sun shouldered aside streamers of mist as it blossomed inexorably from the sea..
times just graze the [ ] with their feet or the wave tips with the tips of their wings. How unlike ...
"There she blows. There she blows…Sure enough, on all sides were the whales, genuine sperm whales. T...
Having glazed the sand and driftwood, The water slips away and breezes whisper To the foam on langui...
great ocean winds blinded the sailor and his wife in the sea and his sunken ships in the sea were al...
The Sea, its odors softly drifting, Drifting on the quiet air, Up the duns and over, floating, Float...
From 1871 to 1912, Pelorus Jack, a large porpoise, guided ships through the treacherous waters of Fr...
Foam falls from flashing rocks, swelling back to piles of sea-green water washing wildly in upon the...
Like snow that heat can not melt, bleached white coral tortures our tired eyes..
THEY had long since lost sight of the formation and were now hanging limply over a hungry sea, a sea...
Back from the shore a certain place lies rustling quietly, Alive in the night, While the waters of t...
Dry winds beat around his head, No salt tang here. Hot earth pours out It\u27s fertile fragrance. Ro...
In lieu of an abstract, below is the essay\u27s first paragraph. There is an ancient man who reside...
In the days before there was a Monterey, there were whales in Monterey Bay. We know this because Viz...
You\u27ve seen the children who laugh out at sea; now your canvas is wrinkled, the deck salt-spotted...
The blazing sun shouldered aside streamers of mist as it blossomed inexorably from the sea..
times just graze the [ ] with their feet or the wave tips with the tips of their wings. How unlike ...
"There she blows. There she blows…Sure enough, on all sides were the whales, genuine sperm whales. T...
Having glazed the sand and driftwood, The water slips away and breezes whisper To the foam on langui...
great ocean winds blinded the sailor and his wife in the sea and his sunken ships in the sea were al...
The Sea, its odors softly drifting, Drifting on the quiet air, Up the duns and over, floating, Float...
From 1871 to 1912, Pelorus Jack, a large porpoise, guided ships through the treacherous waters of Fr...
Foam falls from flashing rocks, swelling back to piles of sea-green water washing wildly in upon the...
Like snow that heat can not melt, bleached white coral tortures our tired eyes..
THEY had long since lost sight of the formation and were now hanging limply over a hungry sea, a sea...
Back from the shore a certain place lies rustling quietly, Alive in the night, While the waters of t...
Dry winds beat around his head, No salt tang here. Hot earth pours out It\u27s fertile fragrance. Ro...
In lieu of an abstract, below is the essay\u27s first paragraph. There is an ancient man who reside...
In the days before there was a Monterey, there were whales in Monterey Bay. We know this because Viz...
You\u27ve seen the children who laugh out at sea; now your canvas is wrinkled, the deck salt-spotted...
The blazing sun shouldered aside streamers of mist as it blossomed inexorably from the sea..
times just graze the [ ] with their feet or the wave tips with the tips of their wings. How unlike ...
"There she blows. There she blows…Sure enough, on all sides were the whales, genuine sperm whales. T...