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Who hath desired the Sea?---the sight of salt water unbounded--- The heave and the halt and the hurl and the crash of the comber wind-hounded? The sleek-barrelled swell before storm, grey, foamless, enormous, and growing--- Stark calm on the lap of the Line or the crazy-eyed Hurricane blowing.
谁曾渴望大海?——海水漫无边际的景象——海浪翻腾，波涛汹涌，浪涛翻滚，浪涛汹涌，浪涛汹涌?在暴风雨来临之前，那光滑的桶形波浪汹涌着，灰色的，没有泡沫的，巨大的，越来越大的——在钓索的膝头上是绝对的平静，或者是疯狂的飓风在吹着。