(1885 - 1936 / Norwich, England)


BEYOND the East the sunrise, beyond the West the sea,
And East and West the wander-thirst that will not let me be;
It works in me like madness, dear, to bid me say good-bye;
For the seas call, and the stars call, and oh! the call of the sky!

I know not where the white road runs, nor what the blue hills are;
But a man can have the sun for a friend, and for his guide a star;
And there's no end of voyaging when once the voice is heard,
For the rivers call, and the roads call, and oh! the call of the bird!

Yonder the long horizon lies, and there by night and day
The old ships draw to home again, the young ships sail away;
And come I may, but go I must, and, if men ask you why,
You may put the blame on the stars and the sun and the white road and the sky.

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I read this peom in class 5 ☺☺☺☺😁😁😂😂
I think that it is One of the best poem in the poetry world. I read this poem more than 10 times.
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My most favouriate poem.i read it more than 30 time,and a fellings works about me i.e romantic.
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