| [ OpenDiary ] in KIDS 글 쓴 이(By): ejim (주영이이모) 날 짜 (Date): 1995년12월20일(수) 18시29분51초 KST 제 목(Title): A Wanderer's Song John Masefield A wind's in the heart of me, a fire's in my heels, I am tired of brick and stone and rumbling wagon-wheels; I hunger for the sea's edge, the limits of the land. Where the wild old Atlantic is shouting on the sand. Oh, I'll be going, leaving the noises of the street, To where a lifting foresail-foor is yanking at the sheet; To a windy, tossing anchorage where yawls and ketches ride, Oh I'll be going, going, until I meet the tide. And first I'll hear the sea-wind, the mewing of the gulls, The clucking, sucking of the sea about the rusty hulls, The songs at the capstan in the hooker warping out, And then the heart of me'll know I'm there of thereabout. Oh, I'm tired of brick and stone, the heart of me is sick. For windy green, unquiet sea, the realm of Moby Dick; And I'll be going, going, from the roaring of the wheels, For a wind's in the heart of me, a fire in my heels. |