Elzevira

 Sea Fever

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.

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.

I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,

to the gull's way and the whale's way where the wind's like a whitted knife,

and all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,

and quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over. 

John Masefield (1913) 

Op muziek gezet door John Ireland. Zager en pianiste onbekend