But now rise, rise out of the depths
our speech emerge from the waves!
us look upwards, up towards the sky,
will see the shore wonderfully adorned:
salt, drawn by the waves, nearly hardens
white marble, and like deep-red stone
beautiful coral glows in the air,
formerly was soft grass underwater;
among the shells, the hard pearl
white; and on the sandy waste
the gold, and like most precious gems
stones are painted in many colors.
--Torquato Tasso, Creation of the World, Day Five, 652-663