Friday, 19 December 2008

I must 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.

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

I'm away on my travels again! Who's going to be my fellow rover?


  1. I love that particular poem, draws you into his vision with the words and you can almost hear the waves crashing on the shore. Have a good time travelling, come back safe

  2. Hope you have a safe journey. Would you be heading North?

  3. Have a good journey and enjoy everything. Best wishes for Christmas and the New Year.

  4. Bon voyage, heureux noel et bonne annee!

  5. This is extrodinary.
    I feel the Ocean Breeze together with the lyrics.

    Thanks for sharing

  6. Wonderful scenery and view into the golden horizon!

  7. Much better than a dirty British coaster with a salt caked smoke stack heading through the Channel on a mad March day!


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