QUOTE : This level reach of blue is not my sea; <br />Here are sweet waters, pretty in the sun,<br />Whose quiet ripples meet obediently <br />A marked and measured line, one after one. <br />This is no sea of mine. that humbly laves <br />Untroubled sands, spread glittering and warm. <br />I have a need of wilder, crueler waves; <br />They sicken of the calm, who knew the storm. <br /><br />So let a love beat over me again, <br />Loosing its million desperate breakers wide; <br />Sudden and terrible to rise and wane; <br />Roaring the heavens apart; a reckless tide <br />That casts upon the heart, as it recedes, <br />Splinters and spars and dripping, salty weeds.