tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1524041687343531016.post6518620083936103492..comments2024-01-21T16:56:48.806-05:00Comments on Shouldn't Life Be More Than This?: Playing with firea.eyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01468719598280416330noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1524041687343531016.post-47633130274070049282008-10-07T23:24:00.000-04:002008-10-07T23:24:00.000-04:00The Sea(1)The Sea! the Sea! the open Sea!The blue,...The Sea<BR/><BR/>(1)<BR/><BR/>The Sea! the Sea! the open Sea!<BR/><BR/>The blue, the fresh, the ever free! <BR/><BR/>Without a mark, without a bound, <BR/><BR/>It runneth the earth's wide regions 'round; <BR/><BR/>It plays with the clouds; it mocks the skies; <BR/><BR/>Or like a cradled creature lies. <BR/>(2)<BR/><BR/>I'm on the Sea! I'm on the Sea! <BR/><BR/>I am where I would ever be; <BR/><BR/>With the blue above, and the blue below, <BR/><BR/>And silence wheresoe'er I go; <BR/><BR/>If a storm should come and awake the deep,<BR/><BR/>What matter? I shall ride and sleep.<BR/><BR/>(3)<BR/><BR/>I love (oh! how I love) to ride <BR/><BR/>On the fierce foaming bursting tide,<BR/><BR/>When every mad wave drowns the moon,<BR/><BR/>Or whistles aloft his tempest tune, <BR/><BR/>And tells how goes the world below, <BR/><BR/>And why the south-west blasts do blow. <BR/>(4)<BR/><BR/>I never was on the dull tame shore<BR/><BR/>but I lov'd the great Sea more and more,<BR/><BR/>And backwards flew to her billowy breast, <BR/><BR/>Like a bird that seeketh its mother's nest; <BR/><BR/>And mother she was, and is to me; <BR/><BR/>For I was born on the open Sea! <BR/><BR/>~~~by <A HREF="http://www.mmonice.com/Runescape-c-50.html" REL="nofollow">cheap rs gold</A>Rebeccahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16707087253474424455noreply@blogger.com