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I must 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.
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The first line is often misquoted as "I must go down to the seas again." and this is the wording used in the song setting by John Ireland.

 

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