'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'.
From 'Sea Fever' by John Masefield
Your memory is good. The next lovely lines are:
'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 love Sea Fever, one of my favourite poems.
"and all I ask is a tall ship and a wind 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.'
Thanks for your comments!
@terryliv