One of a Baker's DozenBadgerwood Publications, 2003 - 204 pages |
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Page 141 - 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 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...
Page 141 - I must go 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.
Page 44 - Should be his wife. I did not know what to say I did not know what to tell him. I said I was picking stars In the water.
Page 144 - ... For Honor and For Her Somewhere, a woman, thrusting fear away, Faces the future bravely for your sake; Toils on from dawn to dark; from day to day; Fights back her tears, nor heeds the bitter ache; She loves you, trusts you, breathes in prayer your name; Soil not her faith in you, by sin or shame. Somewhere a woman — mother — sweetheart — wife — Waits betwixt hopes and fears for your return; Her kiss, her words, will cheer you in the strife; When death itself confronts you, grim and stern;...
Page 144 - ... loves you, trusts you, breathes in prayer your name; Soil not her faith in you, by sin or shame. Somewhere a woman — mother — sweetheart — wife — Waits betwixt hopes and fears for your return; Her kiss, her words, will cheer you in the strife; When death itself confronts you, grim and stern; But let her image all your reverence claim, When base temptations scorch you with their flame. Somewhere a woman watches — filled with pride; Shrined in her heart, you share a place with none. She...
Page 142 - ... too: If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies, Or being hated don't give way to hating, And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise; If you can dream — and not make dreams your master; If you can think — and not make thoughts your aim, If you can meet Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same...