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Sea Fever

John Masefield John Ireland


(1878-1967) (1879-1962)

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 

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Lento


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(about = 52-56)
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I must godown to the seas a gain, to the lone ly sea and the sky, And

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   
 
      
     
   
  
col 

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                 
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all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by, And the

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      

     
    
poco cresc.

  


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wheel's kick and thewind's songand the white sail's sha king, And a grey mist on thesea's face, and a

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     
 
       
    
   
 

    
      
         
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grey dawn break ing. I must godown to theseas a gain,for the call of the run ning tide Is a

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  

           
         
  

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         


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wild call and a clear call, that may not be de nied; And

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      
     
     
cresc.

 

 

3   3

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  
        
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all I ask is a wind y day withthe white clouds fly ing, Andthe flung spray and theblown spume,and the

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       
        
      


  
       
     
   
    

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sea gulls cry ing. I must godown to theseas a gain, to the vag rant gyp sy life, To the

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          
      

      
simile

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pesante e cresc.

     

             


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      
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gull's way andthewhale's way, wherethe wind'slike a whet ted knife; And all I ask is a mer ry yarn from a

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 
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   
  
  
 

         
    
cresc. molto

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dim.

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 


    


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laugh ing fel low ro ver, And qui etsleepand asweet dream when the long trick's o ver.

       
      
       
    
 

          
       
 
   
 
Chelsea
Oct., 1913.

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