“In the busy haunts of men.”

“Ay call it holy ground The soil where first they trod They have left unstained what there they found - Freedom to worship God.”

“The boy stood on the burning deck Whence all but him had fled The flame that lit the battle's wreck Shone round him o'er the dead.”

“There is none In all this cold and hollow world no fount Of deep strong deathless love save that within A mother's heart.”

“Ay call it holy ground The soil where first they trod They have left unstained what there they found - Freedom to worship God.”

“The boy stood on the burning deck Whence all but him had fled The flame that lit the battle's wreck Shone round him o'er the dead.”

“At such times, under an abated sun; afloat all day upon smooth, slow heaving swells; seated in his boat, light as a birch canoe; and so sociably mixing with the soft waves themselves, that like hea...”

“Down dropt the breeze, the sails dropt down, 'Twas sad as sad could be; And we did speak only to break The silence of the sea! All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody Sun, at noon, Right up above t...”

“When Rachel Carson accepted the National Book Award, she said, 'if there is poetry in my book about the sea it is not because I deliberately put it there but because no one could write truthfully a...”