All the stars up in the sky    

and the leaves in the trees, 

All the broken bits that make you trip up 

and grassy bits inbetween. 

-KATE NASH - BIRDS-

She walks in beauty, like the night

Of cloudless climes and starry skies;

And all that's best of dark and bright

Meet in her aspect and her eyes:

Thus mellowed to that tender light

Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

-LORD BYRON-

You're so beautiful, my Sea