This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1916 edition. Excerpt: ... Sea Song I have lent myself to thy will, O Sea! To the urge of thy tidal sway; My soul to thy lure of mystery, My cheek to thy lashing spray. For there's never a man whose blood runs warm But would quaf the wine of the brimming storm. As the prodigal lends have I lent to thee, For a day or a year and a day. ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1916 edition. Excerpt: ... Sea Song I have lent myself to thy will, O Sea! To the urge of thy tidal sway; My soul to thy lure of mystery, My cheek to thy lashing spray. For there's never a man whose blood runs warm But would quaf the wine of the brimming storm. As the prodigal lends have I lent to thee, For a day or a year and a day. And what if the tale be quickly told And the voyage be wild and brief? I can face thy fury with courage bold And never a whine of grief, Though peril-ranged is thy grisly track, The ship goes out that never comes back, And the sailor's whitened bones are rolled In the surge of the whitening reef. The shores recede, the great sails fill, The lee rail hisses under, As we double the cape of Lighthouse Hill Where sea and harbor sunder. Then here's to a season of glad unrest! With an anchor of hope on the seaman's breast, Till I claim once more from thy savage will A soul that is fraught with wonder. Forth from the harbor, forth into the world, Forth on the heaving billowy ocean flood! No matter how or where, the crucial point Of each man's life is when he leaves the bay, Spreads his white sails before the ruffling breeze, And takes the first plunge of the hollow surge. Oh, thrill of first adventure! Overhead Flew pearly cloudlets; on our lee the cliffs, So formidable once, were fading low; Beneath, the cloven wave's translucent green Sprang into spray along the dipping stem; And somewhere out beyond those curling crests Lay, golden as with promise, the unknown. I skip the dull routine. A sailor's life On board a fishing boat is not much worse Than most apprenticeships. It seems to me That when a man signs on he takes his job For good or bad. Best like it if he can; If not, still pride and shame will see him through. The work was heavy, deep-sea...
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