Song of the Sea
Barry Cornwall
1787 to 1874
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The sea! the sea! the open sea!
The blue, fresh, the ever free!
Without a mark, without a bound,
It runneth the earth's wide regions round;
It plays the clouds; it mocks the skies,
Or like a creature lies.
I'm on the sea! I'm on sea!
I am where I would ever be;
With blue above and the blue below,
And silence wheresoe'er go.
If a storm should come and awake the
What matter? I shall ride and sleep.
I love, oh, how I love to ride
On the fierce, foaming, bursting tide,
When every mad wave drowns the moon,
whistles aloud his tempest tune,
And tells how goeth world below,
And why the southwest blasts do blow.
I never was on the dull, tame shore,
But loved the great sea more and more,
And back flew to her billowy breast,
Like a bird that its mother's nest;
And a mother she was, and is, to me,
For I was born on the open sea!
I've lived, since then, in calm and strife,
fifty summers a sailor's life,
With wealth to spend a power to range,
But never have sought nor for change;
And Death, whenever he comes to me,
come on the wild, unbounded sea.