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Sea-Fever by John Masefield (1878-1967)
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 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 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..
--I never felt my Nana's favorite poem so keenly as now that I live in Vermont far from the ocean. Like her I grew up on the coast with salty sea air in my blood.
Well these little beauties sure do help quell the homesickness.
Sterling Silver hand forged bail with Azure Quartz semi precious stone beads in your choice of greens, blues, and purple, like the many moods of the sea. Hung on a light sterling silver chain with a lobster claw clasp, I can almost hear the crash of the waves now.
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