I guess I'm pining for the fjords.
A Life on the Ocean Wave
By Epes Sargent
A Life on the Ocean Wave, a home on the rolling deep,
Where the scattered waters rave and the winds their revels keep
Like an eagle caged I pine on this dull unchanging shore,
Oh give me the flashing brine, the spray and the tempest's roar.
Once more on the deck I stand of my own swift gliding craft
Set sail farewell to the land, the gale follows fair abaft
We shoot through the sparkling foam like an ocean bird set free;
Like an ocean bird, our home we'll find far out on the sea
The land is no longer in view. the clouds have begun to frown
but with a stout vessel and crew we'll say let the storm come down
And the song of our hearts shall be while the wind and waters rave
A life on the heaving sea, a home on the bounding wave.
(Listen the the Band of HM Royal Marines play it here or the Band of the United States Merchant Marine Academy play it here.)
Posted by trygstad | Category: Navy | 01:43 PM
Bring justice to our land...
Bring justice to our land, that all may dwell secure, and finely build for days to come foundations that endure.
Bring to our world of strife thy sovereign word of peace, that war may haunt the earth no more, and desolation cease.
O day of God, draw nigh as at creation's birth; let there be light again, and set thy judgments on the earth.
"O Day of God, Draw Nigh" by Robert B.Y. Scott
Posted by trygstad | Category: Rant | 02:12 PM