Explanation for Lord Byron's poem?


10 Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean – roll!

Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain;

Man marks the earth with ruin – his control

Stops with the shore; upon the watery plain

The wrecks are all thy deed, nor doth remain

15 A shadow of man’s ravage, save his own,

When, for a moment, like a drop of rain,

He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan,

Without a grave, unknelled, uncoffined, and unknown.

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And I have loved thee, Ocean! and my joy

20 Of youthful sports was on thy breast