The Sea Gypsy
I AM fevered with the sunset, | |
I am fretful with the bay, | |
For the wander-thirst is on me | |
And my soul is in Cathay. | |
There ’s a schooner in the offing, | 5 |
With her topsails shot with fire, | |
And my heart has gone aboard her | |
For the Islands of Desire. | |
I must forth again to-morrow! | |
With the sunset I must be | 10 |
Hull down on the trail of rapture | |
In the wonder of the sea. |