Sea Fever

May 30, 2006 at 4:26 pm 1 comment

John Masefield

Listen (to Ludwig read)

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.

Ludwig reads one of his old favourites ( the very first poem he remembers learning by heart :) ). And detailed commentary at the minstrels.

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1 Comment Add your own

  • 1. Falstaff  |  May 31, 2006 at 1:22 am

    Ludwig: Many thanks! So lovely to see this one again

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