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John Masefield - Sea Fever
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	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 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.
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