Ocean Springs

Perhaps my outrage at the men defending Cosby springs from my own feelings of guilt.

They are so rich in harmony, so weird, so wild, that when you hear them you are like a sea-weed cast upon the bosom of the ocean.

His soul was tossed on the billows of a tempestuous ocean, in the midst of which he saw his father perishing.

So it was decided, and the little force took up the march for Brown's Springs, eleven miles away.

Monsieur Farival thought that Victor should have been taken out in mid-ocean in his earliest youth and drowned.

But this port (to obviate misunderstanding) is not on the Ocean lying eastward, but on that gulf which I have called French bay.