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Only the dykes stood between the boundless sea and the safety of little Holland.
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So I says to her, The American, he's sailing about on the boundless sea.
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Our lives are rivers, gliding free To that unfathomed, boundless sea, The silent grave!
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They exclaimed against this obstinacy in tempting fate by continuing on into a boundless sea.
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It is the irradiation of the Merciful One and the moving of the boundless sea!
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On what boundless sea of depravity the poor fragile bark is launched by the priest!
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The whole land was a picture of quiescent beauty, with a boundless sea in the background.
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On all sides stretched the boundless sea, without a trace of land on the whole horizon.
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It was like a boundless sea, whose gigantic waves had been arrested by some mighty force.
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But what is there to prevent me from launching on that boundless sea our familiar craft?
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Though I've resumed my original shape part of me is still entangled in the Night's boundless sea.
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From the top of the principal sand dune there was a fine view of the boundless sea.
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Mary It was a dear little nest, on the brow of a hill commanding the boundless sea.
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As he gazed before him and saw nothing but the boundless sea, he uttered a loud cry.
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And King of the boundless sea.
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Nor earth, nor boundless sea by Max Richter This piece is part of Max Richter's album "Sleep".
