Louder than gulls the little children scream <br />Whom fathers haul into the jovial foam; <br />But others fearlessly rush in, breast high, <br />Laughing the salty water from their mouthes-- <br />Heroes of the nursery. <br /> <br />The horny boatman, who has seen whales <br />And flying fishes, who has sailed as far <br />As Demerara and the Ivory Coast, <br />Will warn them, when they crowd to hear his tales, <br />That every ocean smells of tar.<br /><br />Robert Graves<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-beach-2/
