|Grocott & Ward, comps. Grocotts Familiar Quotations, 6th ed. 189-?.|
|Yon sun that sets upon the sea,|
We follow in his flight;
Farewell awhile to him and thee,
My native landgood night!
Byron.Childe Harold, a Song following Stanza 13, Canto I.
|Im still quite out at sea; nor see the shore.|
Dr. Young.Night IX. Line 1458.
|A land of levity is a land of guilt.|
Dr. Young.Preface to Night VII.
|I see land.|
Diogenes.Rileys Dict. 533.