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 grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking,

From Sea Fever 

By John Masefield