John Masefield

“I must down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,And a grey mist on the sea's face, and a grey dawn breaking.”

“And in the ghostly palm-trees the sleepy tuneOf the steady Trade Winds blowing.”

“Quinquireme of Nineveh from distant Ophir,Sandalwood, cedarwood, and sweet white wine.”

“It's a warm wind, the west wind, full of birds' cries;And April's in the west wind, and daffodils.”

“Will you not come home, brother? you have been long away,Will you not come home, brother, home to us again?”

“The moon came white and ghostly as we laid the treasure down,Gold doubloons and double moidores, louis d’ors and portagues”

“Oh some are fond of Spanish wine, and some are fond of French,Says the old bold mate of Henry Morgan.”

“In the dark womb where I beganBut through the death of some of her.”

“What have I done, or tried, or saidO grave, keep shut lest I be shamed.”

“From '41 to '51And broke my mother's heart in two.”

“My blood did leap, my flesh did revel,Saul Kane was tokened to the devil.”

“I, who am dead, have ways of knowing"Caesar beware, your death is vowed."”

“What is this creature, Music, save the Art,Touching the Life with that which cannot die?”

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