Book IX, 271

And when then, tell me, Sea, shalt thou give safe passage to ships, if we are to weep even in the days of the halcyons, the haleyons for whom the deep has ever lulled the waves to so steady a calm that they deem it more trustworthy than the land ? Even now, when thou boastest of being a nurse stilling the pangs of child-birth, thou hast sunk Aristomenes with his cargo.