“And one bright eve ere summer in autumn sank
At stardawn standing on a grey sea-bank
He felt the wind fitfully shift and heave
As toward a stormier eve; . . .

And in his sleep the dun green light was shed
Heavily round his head
That through the veil of sea falls fathom-deep,
Blurred like a lamp’s that when the night drops dead
Dies; and his eyes gat grace of sleep to see
The deep divine dark dayshine of the sea, . . .”

—Algernon Charles Swinburne, from Thalassius, 1880.