Men are monopolists of "stars, garters, buttons and other shining baubles"- unfit to be the guardians of another person's happiness.
the sea is a collector, quick to return a rapacious look.
You're not free until you've been made captive by supreme belief.
My father used to say, "Superior people never make long visits, have to be shown Longfellows grave, or the glass flowers at Harvard."
I wonder what Adam and Eve think of it by this time.
The sweet air coming into your house on a fine day, from water etched with waves as formal as the scales on a fish.