<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=511130" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Thorkild's Song</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There's no wind along these seas,<br>Out oars for Stavenger!<br>Forward all for Stavenger!<br>So we must wake the white-ash breeze,<br>Let fall for Stavenger!<br>A long pull for Stavenger!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, hear the benches creak and strain!<br>(A long pull for Stavenger!)<br>She thinks she smells the Northland rain!<br>(A long pull for Stavenger!)</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She thinks she smells the Northland snow,<br>And she's as glad as we to go,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She thinks she smells the Northland rime,<br>And the dear dark nights of winter-time.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She wants to be at her own home pier,<br>To shift her sails and standing gear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She wants to be in her winter-shed,<br>To strip herself and go to bed,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her very bolts are sick for shore,<br>And we-we want it ten times more!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So all you Gods that love brave men,<br>Send us a three-reef gale again!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Send us a gale, and watch us come,<br>With close-cropped canvas slashing home!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But--there's no wind on all these seas,<br>A long pull for Stavenger!<br>So we must wake the white-ash breeze,<br>A long pull for Stavenger!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rudyard+Kipling">Rudyard Kipling</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=511130" data-title="The Thorkild's Song de Rudyard Kipling" data-description="There's no wind along these seas, Out oars for Stavenger! Forward all for Stavenger! So we must wake the white-ash breeze, Let fall for Stavenger! A long pull for Stavenger! Oh, hear the benches creak and strain! (A long pull for Stavenger!) She ..."></div> </div> </div>

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