Sea Fever  

Posted by ChopprJock

I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea's face, and a grey dawn breaking.

I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.

I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull's way and the whale's way where the wind's like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over.


By John Masefield (1878-1967).
(English Poet Laureate, 1930-1967.)
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2 comments

Anonymous  

Lynn - Glad you got everything back in working order! Love the picture & poem. I must say you are looking very British in this photo. Randell & I are having a great time looking over all the cool places you guys are visiting.
I even showed some of the pictures to my 1st graders the other day. Sorry, but I don't think they were too impressed. It is all a little beyond their mentality at this stage of the game. Keep blgging & we'll keep looking! Love You & God Bless!! - Susan

10:52 PM
Anonymous  

Love the poem and photo! You look very British. Randell & I have sent several comments that haven't gone through, so I hope this one makes it. Take care & God Bless!!

11:35 PM

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