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Thou glorious mirror, where the Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests; in all time, Calm or convulsed,--in breeze, or gale, or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime Dark-heaving; boundless, endless, and sublime, The image of Eternity,--the throne Of the Invisible! -George Gordon Noel Byron 6th Baron Byron (1788-1824), The Ocean |