I must go down to the seas again, where the billows romp and reel. So all I ask is a large ship that rides on an even keel, And a mild breeze and a broad deck with a slight list to leeward, And a clean chair in a snug nook and a nice, kind steward. I must go down to the seas again, the sport of wind and tide, As the gray wave and the green wave play leapfrog over the side. And all I want is a glassy calm with a bone-dry scupper, A good book and a warm rug and a light, plain supper. I must go down to the seas again, though there I'm a total loss, And can't say which is worst, the pitch, the plunge, the roll, the toss. But all I ask is a safe retreat in a bar well tended, And a soft berth and a smooth course till the long trip's ended. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WESSEX HEIGHTS by THOMAS HARDY THE MOWER'S SONG by ANDREW MARVELL MARCHING THROUGH GEORGIA by HENRY CLAY WORK SMATTERERS by SAMUEL BUTLER (1612-1680) STRIKING by CHARLES STUART CALVERLEY SONGS OF THE SEA CHILDREN: 47 by BLISS CARMAN DIVINA COMMEDIA: PURGATORIO: CANTO 28: MATILDA GATHERING FLOWERS by DANTE ALIGHIERI |