On the shore of the sea.

ἕζετ᾽ ἔπειτ᾽ ἀπάνευθε κιὼν ἐπὶ θῖνα θαλάσσης,
He went and sat apart on the shore of the sea.

Odyssey 6.236

A few weeks ago I went for a walk along the sea shore. The sea was calm and the waves were small. Although the sea was the cold English sea rather the warm Greek sea the sound of the gentle waves matched the sound of ἐπὶ θῖνα θαλάσσης. (epi thina thalasses)

A different sea is described by Matthew Arnold in “on Dover Beach”. Here again you can hear the sea although this time withdrawing through pebbles.

The Sea of Faith
Was once, too, at the full, and round earth’s shore
Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furled.
But now I only hear
Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar,
Retreating, to the breath
Of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear
And naked shingles of the world.

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One Response to On the shore of the sea.

  1. Love it.

    There are very few things in this world that can submerge us into our own mind as much and as quickly as the sea. Our senses are quickly overwhelmed with seaweed smells, eternal sights, sand or stone beneath our feet and the freshness of the wind, the sound of the waves, and the taste of the salty air. The sea is the edge of thought, beyond lies a universe of imagination.

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