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To the lonely sea and the sky
Машу платочком. Завтра уже грузиться в самолёт и убывать в моря, и, значит, уже сегодня отключать и паковать компьютер. НИС "Академик Иоффе", 36 рейс. Пролив Дрейка. По планам где-то на месяц. Всем счастливо! Прхж.
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.
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 over.
By John Masefield, 1902.
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