Wait ,, did I see something?


Sea-Fever

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 gray mist on the sea's face, and a gray 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.









John Masefield



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"Charlie Morgan" wrote in message
...
On Sun, 18 Mar 2007 15:46:33 GMT, "NE Sailboat"
wrote:

It is hopeless. You are one of the biggest A holes I have ever come
across.

In the future, whenever you see a post from me ... do not even think about
responding.


Then I strongly suggest you never post again. It's the ONLY way to keep me
from
responding. This is usenet. Get over yourself.

CWM