|Stressless recliner, a cure for sea-fever|
John Masefield’s life did not begin easily.
|John Masefield, 1916|
The experiences of sea-sickness and sunstroke caused him to return to England. A year later he was back at sea, now aboard a windjammer bound for New York. He jumped ship. Odd jobs and a vagrant life. All the while and he was reading and writing. In 1897 he returned to England, published his first poem two years later, and in 1902 Salt-Water Ballads was published containing the poem Sea-Fever.
He married the love of his life, Constantine, had two children, a daughter Judith and son Lewis. In 1914, Masefield volunteered for military service as a British orderly in a French hospital and later as an ambulance driver during the Galipolli Campaign. Afterwards he enjoyed a long and happy life, becoming poet-laureate of England in 1930. Tragedy struck again in 1942 when his son Lewis died fighting German troops in North Africa. John Masefield died in 1967.
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Sea Fever by John Masefield
I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by;
And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking, ...
|The call of the sea|
I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying...
|Stressless Voyager recliner|
I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.
The sea beckons all of us who have a hankering to travel, to see new lands to meet new people. What better way to imagine than in a Voyager recliner by Stressless.