'Twas on an iron, icy day 
I saw a pirate gull down-plane, 
And hover in a wistful way 
Nigh where my chickens picked their grain. 
An outcast gull, so grey and old, 
Withered of leg I watched it hop, 
By hunger goaded and by cold, 
To where each fowl full-filled its crop. 

They hospitably welcomed it, 
And at the food rack gave it place; 
It ate and ate, it preened a bit, 
By way way of gratitude and grace. 
It parleyed with my  barnyard cock, 
Then resolutely winged away; 
But I am fey in feather talk, 
And this is what I heard it say: 

"I know that you and all your tribe 
Are shielded warm and fenced from fear; 
With food and comfort you would bribe 
My weary wings to linger here. 
An outlaw scarred and leather-lean, 
I battle with the winds of woe: 
You think me scaly and unclean... 
And yet my soul you do not know, 

"I storm the golden gates of day, 
I wing the silver lanes of night; 
I plumb the deep for finny prey, 
On wave I sleep in tempest height. 
Conceived was I by sea and sky, 
Their elements are fused in me; 
Of brigand birds that float and fly 
I am the freest of the free. 

"From peak to plain, from palm to pine 
I coast creation at my will; 
The chartless solitudes are mine, 
And no one seeks to do me ill. 
Until some cauldron of the sea 
Shall gulp for me and I shall cease... 
Oh I have lived enormously 
And I shall have prodigious peace." 

With yellow bill and beady eye 
This spoke, I think, that old grey gull; 
And as I watched it Southward fly 
Life seemed to be a-sudden dull. 
For I have often held this thought - 
If I could change this mouldy me, 
By heaven! I would choose the lot, 
Of all the gypsy birds, to be 
A gull that spans the spacious sea. 

 
'Twas sur un fer, jour glacial j'ai vu un vers le bas-avion de mouette 
de pirate, et le vol plané d'une manière wistful proche où mes 
poulets ont sélectionné leur grain. Une mouette de banni, si gris et 
vieux, défraîchi de la jambe je l'ai observée sauter à 
cloche-pied, par la faim aiguillonnée et par le froid, à où chaque 
volaille plein-a rempli sa récolte. 

Ils lui ont avec hospitalité faits bon accueil, et à la nourriture 
le support lui a donné l'endroit; Il a mangé et a mangé, il a 
lissé un peu, par manière de manière de gratitude et de grace. Il a 
mené des pourparlers avec mon robinet de barnyard, puis résolument 
s'est envolé loin; Mais je suis fey dans l'entretien de plume, et 
est ce ce que je l'ai entendu indiquer: 

"je sais que toi et toute votre tribu es chauds protégé et clôturé 
de la crainte; Avec la nourriture et te soulager subornerait mes 
ailes lasses pour s'attarder ici. Une proscription a marqué et 
cuir-se penche, je luttent avec les vents de l'ennui: Tu me penses 
écallieux et malpropre… Mais mon âme que tu ne sais pas, 

"je donne l'assaut à les portes d'or du jour, je m'envole les ruelles 
argentées de la nuit; Je mets d'aplomb le profond pour la proie à 
nageoires, sur la vague que je dors dans la taille de tempête. Été 
conçu a I par la mer et le ciel, leurs éléments sont fondus dans 
moi; Des oiseaux de brigand qui me flottent et volent suis les plus 
exempts du libre. 

"de la crête à la plaine, de la paume à la création de côte du 
pin I à ma volonté; Les solitudes chartless sont les miennes, et 
unique recherches pour me faire malade. Jusqu'à ce qu'un certain 
chaudron de la mer engloutisse pour moi et je cesserai… Oh I ont 
vécu énormément et j'aurai la paix prodigieuse." 

Avec la facture jaune et l'oeil percé en vrille ce rai, je pense, qui 
vieille mouette grise; Et car je l'ai observée la vie au sud de 
mouche a semblé être mate un-soudain. Pour moi ai souvent tenu cette 
pensée - si je pourrais changer ce moisi je, par ciel ! Je choisirais 
le sort, de tous les oiseaux gitans, pour être la mouette de A qui 
enjambe la mer spacieuse. 

 
' Twas auf einem Eisen, eisiger Tag sah ich eine Pirat Möve 
Untenfläche und Schwebeflug in einer wistful Weise nah, wo meine 
Hühner ihr Korn auswählten. Eine banniemöve, also ein grau und alt, 
verwelkt vom Bein paßte ich es hop auf, durch angestachelten Hunger 
und durch Kälte, den zu, der jedes Geflügel sein Getreide 
voll-füllte. 

Sie begrüßten es gastfreundlich und an der Nahrung gab die 
Zahnstange ihm Platz; Sie aß und aß, es putzte eine Spitze, durch 
Weise Weise von Dankbarkeit und von Anmut. Sie verhandelte mit meinem 
barnyard Hahn, dann winged entschlossen weg; Aber ich bin fey im 
Federgespräch, und dieses ist, was ich es hörte, zu sagen: 

"ich weiß, daß Sie und Ihr ganzer Stamm und gefochten von der Furcht 
abgeschirmtes warmes sind; Mit Nahrung und Sie trösten würde 
bestechen meine trägen Flügel, um hier zurückzubleiben. Ächten 
schrammte und lehnt sich, ich kämpfen mit den Winden des Elendes: Sie 
denken mich schuppig und unrein… Und doch meine Seele, die Sie nicht 
kennen, 

"I Sturm die Golden Gate des Tages, wing ich die silbernen Wege der 
Nacht; Ich plombiere das tiefe für finny Opfer, auf Welle, die ich in 
der Tempesthöhe schlafe. Begriffen I durch Meer und Himmel, ihre 
Elemente werden in mir fixiert; Von den brigand Vögeln, die mich 
schwimmen und fliegen, sind die freiesten vom freien. 

"von Spitze zu Ebene, von Palme zu Küstekreation der Kiefer I an 
meinem Willen; Die chartless Einsamkeiten sind meine und keine 
Suchvorgänge, zum ich zu tun krank. Bis irgendein großer Kessel des 
Meeres für mich schluckt und ich höre… auf OH- I haben enorm 
gelebt und ich habe außerordentlichen Frieden." 

Mit gelber Rechnung und wachsamem Auge diese Speiche, denke ich, der 
alte graue Möve; Und da ich sie aufpaßte, schien Southward Fliege 
Leben, ein-plötzliches stumpfes zu sein. Für habe mich häufig 
diesen Gedanken gehalten - wenn ich dieses moderige ändern könnte 
ich, durch Himmel! Ich würde das Los, aller Zigeunervögel 
beschließen, um A Möve zu sein, die das geräumige Meer überspannt. 

 
' Twas em um ferro, dia gelado eu vi um para baixo-plano do gull do 
pirata, e o pairo em uma maneira wistful nigh onde minhas galinhas 
escolheram sua grão. Um gull do outcast, assim que cinzento e velho, 
withered do pé eu prestei-lhe atenção hop, pela fome goaded e pelo 
frio, a onde cada fowl cheio-encheu sua colheita. 

Deram-lhe boas-vindas hospitably, e no alimento a cremalheira deu-lhe 
o lugar; Comeu e comeu, ele preened um bocado, pela maneira da maneira 
da gratitude e do grace. Parleyed com minha torneira do barnyard, a 
seguir voou resolutely afastado; Mas eu sou fey na conversa da pena, e 
este é o que eu o ouvi dizer: 

"eu sei que você e todo seu tribe estão mornos protegido e cercado 
do medo; Com alimento e comfort o bribe minhas asas cansadas para 
linger aqui. Um outlaw scarred e couro-inclina-se, mim battle com os 
ventos do woe: Você pensa de me scaly e unclean… No entanto minha 
alma que você não sabe, 

de "tempestade I as portas douradas do dia, eu vôo as pistas de prata 
da noite; Eu sondo o profundo para a rapina finny, na onda que eu 
durmo na altura da tempestade. Conceived I pelo mar e o céu, seus 
elementos é fundido em mim; Dos pássaros do brigand que me flutuam e 
voam são o mais livres do livre. 

"do pico à planície, da palma à criação da costa do pinho I em 
minha vontade; Os solitudes chartless são meus, e no.one buscas para 
fazer-me doente. Até que algum cauldron do mar engolir para mim e eu 
cessarei… O Oh I viveu enormemente e eu terei a paz prodigious." 

Com conta amarela e o olho beady este raio, eu penso, que gull 
cinzento velho; E porque eu lhe prestei atenção a vida southward da 
mosca pareceu ser maçante um-repentino. Para eu prendi frequentemente 
este pensamento - se eu poderia mudar este mouldy mim, pelo heaven! Eu 
escolheria o lote, de todos os pássaros aciganados, ser o gull de A 
que mede o mar spacious. 

 
' Twas en un hierro, día helado vi un abajo-plano del gull del 
pirata, y la libración de una manera wistful nigh donde mis pollos 
escogieron su grano. Un gull del paria, así que gris y viejo, 
marchitado de la pierna la miré saltar, por el hambre goaded y por el 
frío, a donde cada aves lleno-llenaron su cosecha. 

Hospitalario le dieron la bienvenida, y en el alimento el estante le 
dio el lugar; Comió y comió, él preened un pedacito, por la manera 
de la manera de la gratitud y de la tolerancia. Parleyed con mi 
martillo del barnyard, después resuelto se fue volando lejos; Pero 
soy fey en charla de la pluma, y esto es lo que lo oí decir: 

"sé que usted y toda su tribu son calientes blindado y cercado de 
miedo; Con el alimento y confortarle sobornaría mis alas cansadas 
para rezagarse aquí. Un proscribir marcó con una cicatriz y cuero-se 
inclina, yo lucha con los vientos de la aflicción: Usted me piensa 
escamoso y sucio… Pero mi alma que usted no sabe, 

"tormenta de I las puertas de oro del día, me voy volando los 
carriles de plata de la noche; Sondeo el profundo para la presa finny, 
en onda que duermo en altura de la tempestad. Fue concebido I al lado 
de mar y el cielo, sus elementos está fundido en mí; De los pájaros 
del brigand que me flotan y vuelan están el más libres del libre. 

"de pico al llano, de la palma a la creación de la costa del pino I 
en mi voluntad; Las soledades chartless son las mías, y nadie 
búsquedas para hacerme enfermo. Hasta que un poco de caldera del mar 
tragará saliva para mí y cesaré… El Oh I ha vivido enormemente y 
tendré paz prodigious." 

Con la cuenta amarilla y el ojo beady este rayo, pienso, que viejo 
gull gris; Y como lo miré la vida southward de la mosca se parecía 
ser embotada uno-repentino. ¡Para mí he llevado a cabo a menudo este 
pensamiento - si podría cambiar este mohoso yo, por cielo! Elegiría 
la porción, de todos los pájaros gitanos, para ser el gull de A que 
atraviesa el mar espacioso. 

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• Daphne Marlatt, Liquidities: Vancouver <b>Poems</b> Then and Now by rob mclennan (2013/04/14 06:01)

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• Seagulls | Lerario Ventures by admin (2013/04/09 03:27)

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• Birding Is Fun!: Dealing with Birder Jealousy & Birding Blues by Robert Mortensen (2013/01/31 04:00)

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• Tonight (for John Wieners) - Aditya Bahl | Bong Is Bard by noreply@blogger.com (bong bard) (2013/01/15 06:52)

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• Discovering Chaplin: Still of Edna Purviance from The Sea <b>Gull</b> (1926) by Jessica (2013/01/13 12:53)

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• Sal-Francisco - D. S. Maolalai | Bong Is Bard by noreply@blogger.com (bong bard) (2013/01/08 06:41)

  Hell, I thought I was being romantic, I thought I was a poet, but when I woke up the next morning she wasn't there, and I had a hangover and a dead face. Sally quit the job ... Snake Meets Dragon in Her California Lair - robert beckvall. Jack had ..... slamming that ball at no one. This is the window with the best view of the games: the dearth of real players,. the service not returned. IN FACTORY SHADOW. Factory shadow can't quite reach. the two of us, lying together ...
• <b>Robert</b> Florey interviews Charlie for Cinemagazine, 1921 by Jessica (2013/01/07 09:48)

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• Post-weekend <b>Poetry</b> 053: Snow Drift by Ruth Holroyd | Morgen <b>...</b> by morgenbailey (2012/12/24 12:00)

  Happy Christmas Eve and welcome to Post-weekend Poetry and the fifty-third poem in this series. This week's piece is by poet and ... And the pale mist on the white face and the grey dawn breaking. I must go out in the snow again, ... To the gull's way and whale's way where the wind's life a whetted knife;. And all I ask is a merry yarn from a ... and I also have a blog creation / maintenance service especially for, but not limited to, writers. If you like this blog, you can help ...
• Discovering Chaplin: Charlie and <b>Robert</b> Lewis in Monsieur Verdoux by Jessica (2012/11/23 15:55)

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• <b>Robert</b> E. Howard&#39;s Conan | JakeFK by jakefk (2012/11/22 22:02)

  I prefer jazz to classical music, musical burlesque to Greek tragedy, A.Conan Doyle to Balzac, Bob Service to Santayana, a prize fight to a lecture on art. I read the pulp magazines ... 'The Sea' is the title of Howard's first published poem and appeared in 'The Baylor United Statement' in Spring of 1923. The Sea. The sea, the ... The sea-gulls that skim o'er the waves, and scream; The dolphin's plunge ... The grey clouds' leaden everlasting arch; The dusky streams that ...
• Issa&#39;s Untidy Hut: The Auld Triangle: Issa&#39;s Sunday <b>Service</b>, #143 by Issa's Untidy Hut (2012/11/11 06:28)

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• <b>POETRY</b>: The Nature of Seamus Heaney | The Value of Sparrows by thevalueofsparrows (2012/10/31 06:26)

  A rat-grey fungus, glutting on our cache. The juice was stinking too. Once off the bush. The fruit fermented, the sweet flesh would turn sour. ... you still smell the running sore. IV. Under a gay flotilla of gulls. The rhythm deadens, the workers stop. Brown bread and tea in bright canfuls. Are served for lunch. Dead-beat, they flop. Down in the ditch and take their fill, Thankfully breaking timeless fasts; Then, stretched on the faithless ground, spill. Libations of cold tea, scatter ...
• Discovering Chaplin: Charlie & his second wife, Lita <b>Grey</b>, October <b>...</b> by Jessica (2012/10/28 12:48)

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• Lita <b>Grey</b> Chaplin with her sons, Charlie, Jr. (right) & Sydney, 1927 by Jessica (2012/10/08 14:33)

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• Words and Music by Rick Jones (2012/08/20 00:04)

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• The <b>Poetry</b> of R.E. Slater: Archibald MacLeish - Baccalaureate by R.E. Slater (2012/06/18 06:07)

  A year or two, and grey Euripides,. And Horace and a .... Of course, the idea that symbols will live while the ideas of great writers like Socrates and Quixote will disappear could merely be attributed to the fact that MacLeish is a poet and not a philosopher or novelist. On the other .... Still flashing with the landward gulls. And loom and ...... Robert Louis Stevenson, 1850-1894 Faster than fairies, faster than witches, Bridges and houses, hedges and ditches; And charging.
• Birds Vol 1 #6 – The Ring-billed <b>Gull</b> | Lee&#39;s Birdwatching <b>...</b> by Lee (2012/06/14 08:03)

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• TOM CLARK: Wooden Boy: Bus notes 4 by TC (2012/05/31 05:03)

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• Short <b>Poems</b>--NON-COPYRIGHT, PUBLIC DOMAIN by Al (Alex-Alexander) D. Girvan (2012/05/25 11:43)

  Interestingly, starting with what are probably his two shortest poems, (The Sunshine Seeks my Little Room and No Sourdough), the short poems of Robert Service (The Ayrshire Poet) show a side of him that many people; especially those that ..... Nor trace of bruin have I found,. -Well, let me pray. Grey Gull. 'Twas on an iron, icy day. I saw a pirate gull down-pane,. And hover in a wistful way. Nigh where my chickens picked their grain. An outcast gull, so grey and old, ...
• Vale Cornelis Vleeskens | Rochford Street Review by Mark Roberts (2012/05/13 21:47)

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• TOM CLARK: The Wreck of the American Star by TC (2012/05/11 00:21)

  rejectamenta, a gull perched on a remnant of funnel looking on uninterestedly. http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/8/ Hull of the SS America under construction at Newport News, Virginia: photographer unknown, 1938 .... SS America , recommissioned and camouflaged for wartime service as USS West Point (AP-23), steams past the Statue of Liberty, bound for the New York City docks, while transporting U.S. Army troops of the 347th Infantry Regiment and ...
• Guanaguanare: the laughing <b>gull</b>: Motivos Llaneros [Song] by noreply@blogger.com (Guanaguanare) (2012/04/19 07:53)

  Across charming landscapes, paints in grey the estuary ... A Note From The Gull. Thank you, Presidente Hugo Chávez Frías, Cristobal Jimenez and Eneas Perdomo. Thank you Venezuela for inspiring your people to produce what is now an astounding collection of songs which sing the praises of your land...and not just hackneyed lists of its features but truly sincere, loving and often passionate declarations of the intimate relationship between the natural environment ...
• TOM CLARK: The Distances by TC (2012/03/16 03:08)

  http://memory.loc.gov/service/pnp/fsac/ Wheat farm, Walla Walla, ... The poem resembles those dreams, all too rare, at least in my experience, that become part of you, that go on working within, silently answering some question you didn't even know you'd asked—long after you awake to that other kind of sleep that Gurdjieff spoke of. Years ago, I had the please of ... continuity, intrusion grey white fog against invisible ridge, wingspan of gull flapping toward point ...
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• TOM CLARK: Bernard Fall: Death on The Street Without Joy by TC (2012/02/11 05:10)

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• Sea Fever - Coffee Table <b>Poetry</b> for Tea Drinkers by noreply@blogger.com (V. Mahfood) (2012/01/22 12:01)

  And a gray mist on the sea's face, and a grey dawn breaking. I must go down to the seas ... And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying. I must go down to the ... He is remembered as the author of the classic children's novels The Midnight Folk and The Box of Delights, and many memorable poems, including "The Everlasting Mercy" and "Sea-Fever". Masefield was born in ... Robert Silverberg, Earth is the Strangest Planet --Quote of the Day: Life ...
• <b>Robert</b> E. Howard and the Issue of Racism: The African and African by Barbara Barrett (2012/01/19 06:12)

  His poems in this subject area are so vivid they could almost be used as part of the history of the slaves taken from Africa. It is one of the few subject ... As Robert Service says in “A Rolling Stone”: .... It tells the tale of the buccaneer captain who as he lies dying, is haunted by visions of his life as a trader in human flesh (Collected Letters of Robert E. Howard, v. 1, p. 241). Let down, let out the anchor chain, The gulls are dipping low, ... Dim and grey was the silent sea; ...
• Me, Boomer and The Vermilon River: More Whimsy At the Vermilon <b>...</b> by Gary (2011/12/22 09:31)

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• Guanaguanare: the laughing <b>gull</b>: Around My Christmas Tree [Song] by Guanaguanare (2011/11/21 16:30)

  A Note From The Gull Thank you, Lennox Gray, for one of the most unique Christmas songs coming out of Trinidad and Tobago. It captures the mystery, the excitement, the joy and most of all the love and reverence. "Patria est ...
• Album » Connecting with Seamus Heaney by David Fawbert (2011/11/07 12:42)

  The poem's deeper purpose reports Heaney's appreciation, with hindsight, that his sense of imminent separation and exile was an ordeal his parents shared but had the strength to hide. ... He describes the impact on the senses: a skirl of gulls ( with all the nasal stridency of bagpipes); a fish: Plump, dormant silver; both platter and couple like 'fish out of water': Stranded silence; an emotion: Tears; a level of restaurant service to match a special day: Their bibbed waitress ...
• rhymingfrancis: The Death Of Rhyme by Francis Duggan (2011/10/13 14:33)

  And Francis Ledwidge 'the poet of the blacckbird' poets and soldiers who died young. They were feted as war heroes and their songs were loved and sung. Robert Service and John Betjeman through their verse were known ...
• TOM CLARK: Writing and Fashion: Some Time Dodgems by TC (2011/09/29 06:40)

  Robert Kit[...] at typewriter made by Joseph Alsop for Hartford Courant: photo by Harris & Ewing, 15 November 1937 (Library of Congress) http://lcweb2.loc.gov/service/pnp/det/ Typewriting department, National Cash Register, Dayton, Ohio: ... It is interesting that Bernstein begins from a similar place, arguing against professional poets and critics for their attending more to fashion than to thinking, which is of necessity an unfashionable activity in a consumer society.
• SCARRIET&#39;S BEST <b>POEMS</b> OF THE 20TH CENTURY | Scarriet by thomasbrady (2011/09/22 13:18)

  Robert Southey, British poet laureate, from 1813 to 1843, planned, with Coleridge, to build a commune in America, writing in 1794: Their wants .... I see a little cloud all pink and grey – Perhaps the ..... Reflects a standing gull. The land may vary more; But wherever the truth may be–– The water comes ashore, And the people look at the sea. They cannot look out far. They cannot look in deep. But when was that ever a bar. To any ... And gained in service of our fair ...
• 139 Canadian Places to See Before You Die | The Bucketlist Junkie by Kelly- The Bucketlist Junkie (2011/07/28 12:43)

  See the remote lakeside cabin of Grey Owl, the famed conservationist and author, in Prince Albert National Park in Saskatchewan. www.pc.gc.ca. 30. Decide for yourself — was Louis Riel a hero or traitor? No matter ..... Try out Diamond Tooth Gertie's Gambling Hall, then explore Dawson City, the town that inspired authors Jack London and Pierre Berton and poet Robert Service. www.dawsoncity.ca. 137. Drive the Dempster Highway, a 750-kilometre gravel road ...
• Issa&#39;s Untidy Hut: I Bet You Look Good on the Dancefloor: Issa&#39;s <b>...</b> by Issa's Untidy Hut (2011/06/19 04:45)

  Single gull dives impressing on the sand grains a fleeting shadow. Barbara Tieken. Dad He's the one told me "Never write your name in the sand; the sea will come and take it away and what would we call you after that. B. Kim Meyer. my dead mother-- every time I see the ocean every time. ... 4 comments: Jim H. said... Stunning poems, but I'm fixated on David Bowie's shoulder pads. June 19, 2011 at 10:15 PM · Issa's Untidy Hut ... LitRock from Issa's Sunday Service ...
• I Must Down to the Seas Again - Better Living through Beowulf by Robin Bates (2011/06/10 23:00)

  ... my student sailor liking John Masefield's 'Sea Fever.' She knows what it's like to give oneself over to “the gull's way and the whale's way” and how the wind can feel like a whetted knife. ... 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 ... The poem is so magical for me that I'm having a really hard time making the adjustment. When I read the actual version, it feels as though some of the soap ...
• Newer Post - Magic Lantern Show: Carantec . . . by Owen (2011/06/06 16:10)

  Perhaps it is partly because Robert William Service lived out the end of his days in that region and is buried there ? Perhaps it is all the abandoned ships ? Maybe the beautifully rugged shorelines ? Or the bits of Breton ...
• rhymingfrancis: The Miners Of Lightning Ridge by Francis Duggan (2011/05/30 17:36)

  Robert Service and Jack London poems and stories wrote and told. Of their great days in the Yukon when men risked their all for gold. When they flocked up to the bleak north braved the Winter ice and snow. For to make an ...
• The <b>Poem</b> Again is Yours: A Tribute to Ira Cohen | Reality Sandwich by Steve Dalachinsky (2011/05/12 08:31)

  In the early1970s, he went to the Himalayas, studied bookmaking with native craftsmen, and continued to publish poets and writers such as Gregory Corso and Paul Bowles. In 1972 he spent a year in San Francisco reading ...
• Guanaguanare: the laughing <b>gull</b>: Look On The Bright Side [Song] by Guanaguanare (2011/04/12 17:50)

  Because I see a silver lining behind this grey cloud whey passing. Look on the bright side, look on the bright side. For the bright side is where we going. Oh! With a heavy load, yes, we going down the road, But we must keep ...
• Reading Children&#39;s Books: denise levertov selected <b>poems</b> by Julie Ali (2011/02/03 10:15)

  In this next poem, Denise Levertov speaks of small loves--the things of the world that provide pleasure despite their diminutive value in the eyes of the world. Pleasures Denise Levertov Gull feathers of glass, hidden in white ...
• TOM CLARK: Buson: Winter Rain by TC (2011/01/30 09:17)

  http://lcweb2.loc.gov/service/pnp/jpd/ Evening rain at Azuma Shrine: Andō ... almost, still implied grey-white clouds against top of ridge, wingspan of gull flapping toward point. 31 January 2011 07:52 ... He has done here rather artificially what it is the aim of all poetry to do, to confuse while keeping distinct, to enable us to lose ourselves in mutual interpenetration and yet preserve the identity and uniqueness of the thing itself." Curtis, so happy you're liking Buson -- and ...
• Gemma&#39;s ~~~ "Greyscale Territory" ~~~~~~~ <b>Poetic</b> Songlines: Baby <b>...</b> by Greyscale Territory (2011/01/11 09:33)

  Email ThisBlogThis!Share to TwitterShare to Facebook. Labels: Australian Poetry, baby, butcher bird, Gemma Wiseman's pics, Gemma Wiseman's poetry, haiku, Mornington Peninsula photos, World Bird Wednesday ...
• LANGMASTER.TOEFL | Alkandah&#39;s Blog by alkandah (2010/12/06 12:30)

  pdf Agnes Grey, by Anne Bronte pdf Aladdin ... pdf Ballads Lyrics and Poems of Old France, by Andrew Lang pdf Ballads of a Cheechako, by Robert W. Service pdf Ballads ..... pdf Sea-Gull, The, by Anton Chekhov pdf Secret ...
• Tingling Catch: An interview with cricket <b>poet</b> Nick Whittock by Mark Pirie (2010/12/06 02:19)

  A blog site for the anthology, A Tingling Catch: A Century of New Zealand Cricket Poems 1864-2009 edited by Mark Pirie; foreword by Don Neely (HeadworX Publishers, Wellington, New Zealand, 2010). The blog features reviews ..... claras golden drome. claras grey drome. claras slazenger. claras gray nicolls. claras le mans. claras official pasta. fixie gangsre the aviators. claras the aviators. claras clara riding. wouldntve thought buddhad be one to give anyone out ...
• TOM CLARK: Canyonesque by TC (2010/10/28 16:07)

  http://lcweb2.loc.gov/service/pnp/highsm/ Slot Canyons, Page. ... I don't know much about the subdivided -isms of poetry, but I'm surprised if modernism expresses distaste for concrete; however, I like the remark by Auden "when civilization is becoming monotonously the same all the world over...in poetry, at least, there cannot be an "International Style". 28 October 2010 ... grey-white clouds above plane of ridge, wingspan of gull flapping toward point. 29 October 2010 ...
• AT LONG LAST: Mad <b>Poets</b> Book Party – Mad <b>Poets</b> Society by Autumn (2010/10/20 06:31)

  Mad Poets Review, Vol 23. Volume 23 is definitely worth the wait! Bigger than your average MPR, this is an extra-stuffed, stunning issue — 272 pages, perfect bound, and filled with incredible poetry from local favorites, like Joe Roarty and Dan Maguire, as well as nationally renowned poets, like Therese ... My Father, After the Memorial Service… .... Crow Time… by John Grey… .... Navigating with Gold…by Robert Bense… ... The Gull…by Madeline Tiger…
• zoran rosko vacuum player: Vicente Huidobro - Language acts <b>...</b> by zoran rosko (2010/10/09 04:53)

  Robert Hudzik “All languages are dead”: A startling statement for a poet to make about the tool of his trade. For Vicente Huidobro, language was dead. The book-length epic poem Altazor was written between 1919 and 1931, right as Humpty Dumpty ..... Shadow of a gull passes over the green stucco wall. (764) Notice punctuated short lines carried by the sentence, which carries itself: A crow large as a gull glides to its landing at the center of the apartment complex lot.
• خفنستان دختر پسرای ایرانی - دانلود بیش از 100 داستان به زبان <b>...</b> by b00ketab (2010/09/26 22:22)

  pdf Adventures of Pinocchio by Carlo Collodi/Lorenzini pdf Adventures of Robin Hood, The, by Howard Pyle pdf Adventures of Sherlock Holmes, The, by Doyle pdf Adventures of Tom Sawyer, by Mark Twain pdf Agnes Grey, by Anne Bronte pdf Aladdin and the Magic Lamp, ... pdf Ballads Lyrics and Poems of Old France, by Andrew Lang pdf Ballads of a Cheechako, by Robert W. Service pdf Ballads, by Robert Louis ..... pdf Sea-Gull, The, by Anton Chekhov pdf Secret Adversary, by ...
• <b>Poems</b>: Got a favorite? « Locally Grown Northfield by Griff Wigley (2010/04/29 04:31)

  My favorite is 'Cremation of Sam McGee' by Robert W. Service. It starts out. There are strange things done in the midnight sun. By the men who moil for gold ... May 21, 2010 at 12:15 pm. I write original poetry from time to time. Don't know if this is a passion I should be pursuing as it burns a lot of brian cells. I welcome your feedback…the good, bad and ugly. Here are two: Blue Baby You arrived that grey spring day. A lingering moment between nothingness and eternity ...
• Ornamental: quiet prelude by ninabagley (2010/03/10 09:26)

  And a grey mist on the sea's face, and a grey dawn breaking. I must down ... And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying. I must down ... The Spring sky is beautifully aglow with Orion, Leo and Canis Major.... *Robert W Service. Posted by: Joei Rhode Island | March 10, 2010 at 01:05 PM. Joei Rhode Island. Oh, dear.... I know it wasn't Hell and Toe... hehehe. Heel and ... Beautiful jewelry, my dear..., and I LOVE the John Masefield poem. It's one of ...
• John Gray "Picture Of Dorian Gray" - The Esoteric Curiosa by Nash Rambler (2010/01/15 22:48)

  A young working-class poet of extraordinary beauty corrupts and is corrupted, in a lightning flash of conscience sees the error of his ways, travels to Rome to study for the priesthood, and ends his days a revered canon of the Roman Catholic church in Edinburgh. As an esoteric tale of sin and retribution, ... Relentlessly upwardly mobile, he then entered the civil service as a clerk and was finally ensconced in the Foreign Office Library. By 1889, Gray was well in with the ...
• Christmas Competition: The Hopes and Fears of All the Years <b>...</b> by By BEN SCHOTT (2009/12/25 02:24)

  This Christmas weekend, co-vocabularists are invited to share the words, phrases, prose and poetry which send goose bumps up their arms or shivers down their spines.
• Issa&#39;s Untidy Hut: Among the Flowering Reeds by Issa's Untidy Hut (2009/12/10 22:18)

  With Among the Flowering Reeds: Classic Korean Poems Written in Chinese, Kim Jong-Gil has performed an astounding acrobatic-like feat of translation, bringing to modern English speaking audiences a genre of poetry as lyrical, philosophical, and important as any in world poetry. These translations are exquisite in the sense ... rise over mountains and smoke from valleys; the dust of the world can never touch the white gulls. .... LitRock from Issa's Sunday Service ...
• Issa&#39;s Untidy Hut: Random Notes: James Wright, Kerouac, Jane <b>...</b> by Issa's Untidy Hut (2009/10/21 01:52)

  Though one might be tempted to write it off to the interviewer's observation that a jug of wine, which needed to be refilled, sat between them during the interview, really it is the poet's natural inclination to inform her/his topic obliquely, metaphorically, if you will. James Wright considered himself a teacher first and one mustn't argue with a ..... Will Inman: In Memory · Kenneth Rexroth: Songs of Love, Moon & Wind, and a... Paperback Writer: Issa's Sunday Service, #23 ...
• margaret griffiths&#39; <b>poetry</b> - margaret a.griffiths_a tribute by MARGARET A. GRIFFITHS-A TRIBUTE (2009/10/19 14:24)

  and touch the bobbing gulls, the warning buoys, dwarf waves that wash ... Keats wrote a poem about her; Holman Hunt, John Millais, John William Waterhouse and John White Alexander painted her, but it seems the Italian police ignored the whole thing. Costanza Carved .... who partook of Earl Grey and parkin and declined to be ..... ("E'en then would be some stooping" - Robert Browning) Today we step out ..... It reminds me of my days in service. The hardest thing I ...
• Issa&#39;s Untidy Hut: Kenneth Rexroth: Songs of Love, Moon & Wind <b>...</b> by Issa's Untidy Hut (2009/10/07 03:13)

  Songs of Love, Moon & Wind: Poems from the Chinese is the companion volume to Kenneth Rexroth's Written on the Sky: Poems from the Japanese, which I discussed in a previous posting. Utilizing Scribd, New Directions has provided some sample poems from the collections, a nice touch, which ... Two white gulls float on the stream. Soaring with the wind, it is easy. To drop and seize. Birds who foolishly drift with the current. .... LitRock from Issa's Sunday Service ...
• <b>Poet&#39;s</b> Musings: Senator Kennedy&#39;s Favorite <b>Poem</b> by Muser (2009/08/26 18:09)

  And this grey spirit yearning in desire / To follow knowledge like a sinking star, / Beyond the utmost bound of human thought. / This is my son, mine own Telemachus, / To whom I leave the sceptre and the isle — / Well-loved of ...
• Folklore of Seagulls – Myths and Old Stories | Suite101 by unknown (2009/08/24 08:31)

  Gulls in Culture. Their familiarity, beauty, graceful flight, and wildness in the midst of human communities have often made gulls the subject of stories, poetry and works of art. Robert Service wrote his famous poem Grey Gull ...
• Milton Dodd = <b>Poet</b> | Milton Dodd&#39;s Blog by miltondodd (2009/08/21 00:14)

  We instantly resort to imagery, simile, rhythm and rhyme as we search beyond everyday language to give thoughts a kind of grace.”–The Need for Words (voice and the text) by Patsy Rodenburg. A. Poetry. Realization. by Milton B. Dodd .... yesterday's oasis, gull-less. water-less dunes; my. waked iris imbibes their. contours. Sidewinder stricken, in. devil oven I stayed baking,. rising on wilted legs,. embracing a fiction. horizon, to summon. a distant caravan. crossing the ...
• <b>Poet&#39;s</b> Musings: Still Life With Fish and Other Stuff by Muser (2009/06/21 09:40)

  Musings on many topics, including but not limited to poetry and poets, birds and people, food, poverty, mystery, and absurdity. .... Riders of the Purple Sage (Modern Library Classics) by Zane Grey · Death by Bequest by Mary ...
• Issa&#39;s Untidy Hut: Two Jacks or Better by Issa's Untidy Hut (2009/06/08 03:27)

  gull sorrow and air. Jack Crimmins. And one that returns us to his ongoing interest in Micheline: Jack Micheline Painting Early At Susie's Ranch. That one will cost you more because there's three things there. Dog. Sun. Piano ... Seems to me, since poets are so notoriously under-compensated, that Micheline has come up with a sliding pay scale for poets as well as artists: payment by the number of things you stuff into a poem. .... LitRock from Issa's Sunday Service ...
• Issa&#39;s Untidy Hut: Singing for the Squeal: I Hear My Gate Slam <b>...</b> by Issa's Untidy Hut (2009/03/18 04:03)

  Taylor Stoehr has done a very fine job, indeed, in translating these disparate poets, sticking with a clear, minimalist approach without sacrificing any of subtly and resonance for which early Chinese poetry is renowned. In addition, the text is accompanied by ink drawings by the multi-talented Mr. Stoehr, as well ... Two white gulls glide to and fro. High above them a hawk hovers. Blind to the shadow flitting below, they ride the wind .... LitRock from Issa's Sunday Service ...
• <b>Poet&#39;s</b> Musings: Use Form 9/25 For <b>Poems</b>, Please by Muser (2009/03/07 11:35)

  I've been playing around with an invented poetic form--a simple one in which the poem has 9 lines, and you simply count words per line in the following pattern: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. You end up with ... dark grey. and speckled, gather. in a group- -thirty. or so--on wires above. my abode. They whistle,. chatter, burble, and. flit. They're. garrulous. [A bird-watching book I once read described starlings as "garrulous." I thought that to be a charming description.] Literary Feud ...
• <b>Poet&#39;s</b> Musings: Seeding by Muser (2009/02/22 11:09)

  Out of the orange smoke of California poppies materialize thin sage-green scrolls, in which tiny prophecies of next year's poppies harden, darken. Lupine- pods go black-grey, too. They bulge and stiffen, bags of loot. Dill ...
• Graham Ward: &#39;Hamnavoe&#39; by George Mackay Brown by Graham Ward (2009/02/03 07:03)

  'Hamnavoe' by George Mackay Brown. My father passed with his penny letters. Through closes opening and shutting like legends. When barbarous with gulls. Hamnavoe's morning broke. On the salt and tar steps. Herring boats, ... Nicholson for his cover for the 1923 edition of 'The Owl', a short-lived publication which featured a miscellany of the best examples of contemporary poetry, prose and illustration, edited by Nicholson and his son-in-law Robert Graves.
• Sweet Wayfaring: I love her jewel-sea by noreply@blogger.com (Joan Elizabeth) (2009/01/12 16:00)

  I believe I've heard of Robert Service. Possibly even this poem. The landscape could be California. This is a much more peaceful post than the one I did for today. It looks like you're having quite a time on your trip. Where to ...
• Issa&#39;s Untidy Hut: Robinson Jeffers: Antiwar <b>Poems</b> by Issa's Untidy Hut (2009/01/11 09:04)

  It just so happens, however, that Jeffers was one of the finest American poets of the 20th century and yesterday was the anniversary of his birth. Poets.org notes that "Jeffers verse, much of which was set in the Carmel/Big Sur ...
• Running &#39;Cause I Can&#39;t Fly: The <b>Poet</b>: W.B. Yeats- "To A Shade" by CoyotePrime (2008/12/14 21:56)

  When grey gulls flit about instead of men, And the gaunt houses put on majesty: Let these content you and be gone again; For they are at their old tricks yet. A man. Of your own passionate serving kind who had brought ...
• john macker | stuart z. perkoff - Outlaw <b>Poetry</b> Network by Monsieur K. (2008/12/05 14:59)

  Poets like David Meltzer, Tony Scibella, John Thomas, Philomene Long, Bruce Boyd, Robert Alexander, Alexander Trocchi, Stuart, and others sought out kindred spirits within Lipton's ever-evolving sphere. ... Kowboy Pomes, Eat The Earth, Alphabet, Only Just Above The Ground, some of his best writing- after he had morphed into a great, grey-bearded long-haired bear of a poet- came out in the short span between prison release and his untimely death from cancer at ...
• <b>Poet&#39;s</b> Musings: Date-Palms by Muser (2008/10/20 18:33)

  Golden dates materialize, suspend themselves like a surreal swarm of gemstones. A brown-grey bird stretches upside-down to pick a piece of date-flesh with its beak. Pacific breezes push. The tapered columns bend, nod, ...
• <b>Poem</b> of the Day » Afterlives by Derek Mahon by rinabeana (2008/08/03 18:58)

  Somebody thumbs a guitar. On the dark deck, while a gull. Dreams at the mast-head, The moon-splashed waves exult. At dawn the ship trembles, turns. In a wide arc to back. Shuddering up the grey lough. Past lightship and ...
• <b>Poet&#39;s</b> Musings: A Short One by Browning by Muser (2008/06/16 18:16)

  Jarrell was undoubtedly more interested in criticism than Browning, whose contemporary Matthew Arnold was arguably the chief poet/critic of th era, in England at least. Night Meeting by Robert Browning. I. The grey sea and ...
• Issa&#39;s Untidy Hut: <b>Robert</b> Hass Reads Issa, Thoreau Grinds Away <b>...</b> by Issa's Untidy Hut (2008/05/29 03:19)

  This reading is part of a larger series entitled Poetry Everywhere, which includes such poets as Charles Simic, Lucille Clifton, Sharon Olds, and Robert Frost. Fine, fine stuff. I've made it a .... LitRock from Issa's Sunday Service ...
• peter chasseaud artist & writer: Thames - The London River, <b>poem</b> <b>...</b> by peter chasseaud (2008/01/24 13:29)

  Gulls wheel and shriek, ships slip over Spitway's scant fathoms, up Swin, slide past shoals, white water boils on the Maplins, grey coast beyond. Dirty weather looms, barges, Whitstable oyster boats, run for cover; eastward towards Margate, beyond the Mouse and Shingles the Deutschland breaks on ..... The Margaret, Captain Robert Fairless, sails to Hartlepool from Pickle Herring Upper ..... What is this service economy, so hard to comprehend? No more jobs for the ...
• Not PC: &#39;Friend&#39; - Hone Tuwhare by PC (2008/01/23 04:29)

  The air that was thick with the whir of toetoe spears succumbs at last to the grey gull's wheel. Oyster-studded ... Can you tell me what's the name of the book and the year that Hone Tuwhare published this poem? Thank you.
• CrossFit: Forging Elite Fitness: Thursday 071115 by lauren (2007/11/15 17:13)

  Great poem. That just about says it all for Linda. Comment #19 - Posted by: hub at November 14, 2007 6:34 PM. Great work Nicole. I agree Ken, I breeze through the bench, the deadlifts and cleans bury me. Nicole makes the cleans and ...... My SGM gave me this and "If" by Kipling before I went off to Selection and SFQC. Kept them laminated to the front back of my field notebook. Pulled it out in the hard times. "The Quitter" - Robert Service. When you're lost in the Wild, ...
• <b>Poet&#39;s</b> Musings: My Father Quoted Longfellow by Muser (2007/11/12 23:26)

  He read two daily newspapers and a weekly one; the Reader's Digest; a magazine from the American Legion; a magazine for (ra)ccoon-hunting-hound enthusiasts called Full Cry; westerns (Louis L'Amour, Zane Grey); books ...
• <b>Poet&#39;s</b> Musings: Poe; Cats and Echoes in the Coliseum by Muser (2007/10/24 20:42)

  As in some of his other poems, Poe starts at too high a pitch and has nowhere to go, rhetorically, so the poem seems overwrought and gravitates toward self-parody. ... These stones- alas! these grey stones- are they all- ...
• A Sonnet by Jeffers - <b>Poet&#39;s</b> Musings by Muser (2007/09/14 22:52)

  The westerns by Zane Grey and Max Brand that my father read--in bed, while smoking a cigar--came in this form. I think most people who love books love them not just because of the ... I find this to be a bracing poem in which Jeffers honors his father and his father's faith without being sentimental and in which he honestly contrasts his own world-view with his father's without being argumentative or combative. Posted by Hans Ostrom at 10:52 PM · Email ThisBlogThis!
• georgiasam: Slippery Sam and Tomtinker Tim by puthwuth (2007/07/20 06:12)

  Applied to MacGreevy himself these lines have a very personal resonance, given his service in the First World War and subsequent extreme disillusionment with British rule in Ireland . Conjuring images of 1916 and .... Once again though the poem lurches into a jump-cut transition, bringing us down into the Liffey basin and finding in the river not a Joycean source of life and renewal but only cloacal filth: 'a slush of vigilant gulls in the grey spew of the sewer'. The poem ...
• <b>Poems</b> sorted chronologically, from The New Oxford - JonAquino3 by Jonathan (2007/07/18 21:07)

  Isabella Valancy Crawford, The Dark Stag, A startled stag, the blue-grey Night, 21, 1883. Isabella Valancy Crawford, Said the Canoe, My masters twain ... Robert Service, The Cremation of Sam McGee, There are strange things done in the midnight sun, 62, 1907. Bliss Carman, Morning in the Hills, How quiet is the ... Duncan Campbell Scott, At Gull Lake: August, 1810, Gull lake set in the rolling prairie—, 53, 1935. E. J. Pratt, The Final Moments, The fo'c'sle had gone ...
• <b>Poet&#39;s</b> Musings: Rex Stout and Georges Simenon by Muser (2007/05/01 09:22)

  My father, however, went in more for Westerns: Zane Grey, Louis L'Amour, Max Brand, Ernest Haycox. As a teenager, I just couldn't "get into" Stout's Nero Wolfe novels or Simenon's Maigret novels. Too much ... Stout and Simenon are wonderful inheritors of Poe's treasures, and here is an homage-poem, from an avid reader of detective fiction to two of the splendid greats: Homage to Stout and Simenon, Wolfe and Maigret Rex Stout (1886-1975), George Simenon ...
• <b>Poet&#39;s</b> Musings: Ursology by Muser (2007/04/20 09:12)

  Blog of novelist, screenwriter, poet, prof., and poem-recorder Hans Ostrom. ... Far above us loomed the dark grey diorite peak called the Sierra Buttes, 8,000 feet. ... I conclude, then, with a poem about bears, waking: ...
• Thots from The Tall One: "How to Be A Canadian" - Quiz by The Tall One (2006/08/11 22:45)

  If you remember where you were when Baltimore won the Grey Cup: duduct 12 points. If you remember (vividly) what you were doing the day Bob ... (Bonus question for Boomers) If you think the Canadian gull-winger Bricklin sports car was actually kind of cool: 1 points. Even though you drive a Dodge Neon: 1 point. ... If you immediately and inexplicable remembered some lines from a Robert Service poem: 3 points. Which freaked you out, since you're pretty sure that ...
• el Loco & el Lobo: Skellig Michael by Mike (2006/05/30 02:32)

  After 40 minutes or so, the pair of rocky islands appeared like grey & green fractal nightmares. We passed by Small Skellig, and Skellig Michael rose before us like ... The island is covered thousands of noisy birds: gulls, gannets, terns - and with any luck, puffins. On the way around I spotted about 7 seals sunning themselves like fat ... from the Robert Service poem The Shooting of Dan McGrew. I spied a statue of Charlie Chaplin on Waterville's sea-front: apparently ...
• zinc_tart: Memorial Day by A Zinc Tart with Tarragon Coffee (2006/05/29 12:23)

  I don't know if he had read this poem, but I do know if he had, he would have liked it very much. Robert Service Grey Gull 'Twas on an iron, icy day. I saw a pirate gull down-plane, And hover in a wistful way. Nigh where my ...
• Making Light: Yo, Wocky Jivvy, Wergle Flomp-- by Teresa Nielsen Hayden (2005/06/29 14:00)

  I can't believe I keep forgetting to mention this, but some months ago I actually managed to come up with a poem so bad that the International Library of Poetry, to which I submitted it, neither declared it to be a semifinalist in one of their contests, nor ...... His widow seeks out gulls, and the dupes as well, .... Caddie is doing "The Cremation of Sam McGee" by Robert Service, Sundre is doing this silly cartoon. ...... "I have sent," said the sage, as she shook her grey locks, ...
• mudcat.org: Mudcat <b>Poetry</b> Corner - The Mudcat Cafe by unknown (2003/02/12 01:00)

  and padded across the grey carpet when I finally reached the ..... and where would we be without paying homage to Robert Service, of course, there are those who do not consider him a poet either...... with apologies to Robert ...
• mudcat.org: C. Fox Smith Sea <b>Poems</b> (PermaThread) by unknown (2001/08/07 00:00)

  She actually sailed on working boats, and worked as an ambulance driver on the front during WWI (as did Robert Service). .... And she'll sail out with the morning's grey – ...... And the gulls in the wake of us, calling good-bye!
• John Masefield: Biography from Answers.com by unknown (2001/01/31 17:00)

  In 1930, on the death of Robert Bridges, a new Poet Laureate was needed. Many felt that Rudyard Kipling was a likely choice, however, upon the recommendation of Prime Minister Ramsay MacDonald, King George V appointed Masefield, ...
• mudcat.org: Wanted: Songs for alcoholics! by unknown (2000/08/09 00:00)

  Words: Robert W. Service Set to music by David Parry Of vintage wine I am a lover. To drink deep would be my delight. If 'twere not for the bleak hangover. I'd get loaded every night. I'd whoop it up with songs and laughter, Whoop it up with ... If we could know what morning grey meant ... Wonderful...how about this...it's not a song, it's a poem: 'Twas in ..... I know I'm too young to drink but when I was 9 or 10 I used to sing The Gulls Of Invergordon and MOUNTAIN DEW!
• The Wondering Minstrels: Sea Fever -- John Masefield by Sitaram (1999/03/08 10:54)

  (Poem #27) Sea Fever 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 ... 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.

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