He that will learn to pray, let him go to sea.

George Herbert.—Jacula prudentum.

Praise the sea, but keep on land.

George Herbert.—Jacula prudentum.

Unhappy youth! how art thou lost,
In what a sea of troubles toss’d!

Francis’ Horace.—Ode XXVII. Line 25.

Thus in a sea of folly tost,
My choieest hours of life are lost.

Swift.—Horace, Book II. Line 125.


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