"I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship, and a star to steer her by...
And all I ask is a tall ship, and a star to steer her by...
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. "
from Sea Fever, John Masefield.
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