We felt the motion of the waves and became fully aware that we were at sea.

The shore grew indistinct and then disappeared; the last visible objects being the lights at the entrance of the bay.

Gradually their rays grew dim, and when daylight came, there were only sky and water around us.
"Far upon the unknown deep, With the billows circling round Where the tireless sea-birds sweep; Outward bound.
"Nothing but a speck we seem, In the waste of waters round, Floating, floating like a dream; Outward bound.".