A Son of the Sea
Reading edition
I was born for deep-sea faring; I was bred to put to sea; Stories of my father’s daring Filled me at my mother’s knee. I was sired among the surges; I was cubbed beside the foam; All my heart is in its verges, And the sea wind is my home. All my boyhood, from far vernal Bournes of being, came to me Dream-like, plangent, and eternal Memories of the plunging sea.
Bliss Carman