Sea Fever

The sea at Brighton in September

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.
John Masefield. Sea Fever 1902

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