Below him, the wine-dark sea stretched all the way back to the mainland, just as it had done in Homer's day.

"You are abandoning your vicarious voyage on the wine-dark sea?"

Others think of Time as a wine-dark sea dotted with infinite worlds.

They had known each other for many years (probably since Homer sailed the wine-dark sea, some wits might have said).

The sound of singing echoed across the wine-dark sea.

He lifted the oar in the bottom of the boat and began to drive himself out onto the wine-dark sea.

The wine-dark sea was returning to the shores of Ilium.

We edged our way across a mountain's face and skirted a wine-dark sea.

These two will never have the patience to make it to the gleaming ships and the wine-dark sea.

The poet called it a wine-dark sea, but here the Mediterranean is obscured by something less poetic.