Poem by Henry Newbolt

The Viking's Song

When I thy lover first
  Shook out my canvas free
And like a pirate burst
  Into that dreaming sea,
The land knew no such thirst
  As then tormented me.

Now when at eve returned
  I near that shore divine,
Where once but watch-fires burned
  I see thy beacon shine,
And know the land hath learned
  Desire that welcomes mine.

1. Nel Mezzo Del Cammin
2. Among the Tombs
3. When I Remember
4. Yattendon
5. April on Waggon Hill

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