John Masefield
John Masefield
John Edward Masefield, OMwas an English poet and writer, and Poet Laureate of the United Kingdom from 1930 until his death in 1967. He is remembered as the author of the classic children's novels The Midnight Folk and The Box of Delights, and poems, including "The Everlasting Mercy" and "Sea-Fever"...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth1 June 1878
again ask dream gypsy laughing merry quiet seas sleep sweet yarn
I must 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 o
call clear running sea tide wild
I must down to the sea again, for the call of the running tide / Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied.
truth men sea
Man with his burning soul Has but an hour of breath To build a ship of Truth In which his soul may sail- Sail on the sea of death. For death takes toll Of beauty, courage, youth, Of all but Truth.
running sea sailing
I must go down to the sea again For the call of the running tide It's a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied.
life song sea
On the long dusty ribbon of the long city street, The pageant of life is passing me on multitudinous feet, With a word here of the hills, and a song there of the sea And-the great movement changes-the pageant passes me.
death prayer sea
When the last sea is sailed and last shallow charted, When the last field is reaped and the last harvest stored, When the last fire is out and the last guest departed Grant the last prayer that I pray, Be good to me, O Lord.
stars sea sailing
All I ask is a tall ship and a star to sail her by.
lonely stars sea
I must go down to the sea again, to the lonely sea and the sky; and all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by.
beauty coming english-poet slow solemn tunes
Coming in solemn beauty like slow old tunes of Spain.
dipping leads road runs white
One road leads to London, / One road runs to Wales, / My road leads me seawards / To the white dipping sails.
blow laugh teeth
Laugh and be merry, remember, better the world with a song. / Better the world with a blow in the teeth of a wrong.
brand brow man success
Success is the brand on the brow of a man who has aimed too low.
love race watch
My race being run, I love to watch the race
death doors dies
Death opens unknown doors. It is most grand to die.