When I thy lover first <br />Shook out my canvas free <br />And like a pirate burst <br />Into that dreaming sea, <br />The land knew no such thirst <br />As then tormented me. <br /> <br />Now when at eve returned <br />I near that shore divine, <br />Where once but watch-fires burned <br />I see thy beacon shine, <br />And know the land hath learned <br />Desire that welcomes mine.<br /><br />Sir Henry Newbolt<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-viking-s-song/
