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Sea Fever.

by John Masefield.


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 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 windy day with the white clouds flying,

And the flung spray and the blown spume and the seagull 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 a quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over.

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