Men in a ship are always looking up, and men ashore are usually looking down.
John MasefieldAll I ask is a tall ship and a star to sail her by.
John MasefieldSea-fever
I must down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
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 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 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 whetted 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.
Only the road and the dawn, the sun, the wind, and the rain,
And the watch fire under stars, and sleep, and the road again.
The days that make us happy make us wise.
John MasefieldLife, a beauty chased by tragic laughter.
John MasefieldThe distant soul can shake the distant friend's soul and make the longing felt, over untold miles.
John MasefieldMots clés friendship separation
The Thames is a wretched river after the Mersey and the ships are not like Liverpool ships and the docks are barren of beauty ... it is a beastly hole after Liverpool; for Liverpool is the town of my heart and I would rather sail a mudflat there than command a clipper out of London
John MasefieldMots clés mersey quoted-by-stuart-maconie
Most roads lead men homewards,
My road leads forth.
Beauty you lifted up my sleeping eye And filled my heart with longing with a look.
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