I Was Born For Deep-Sea Faring; I Was Bred To Put To Sea; Stories Of My Father'S Daring Filled Me At My Mother'S Knee. I Was Sired Among The Surges; I Was Cubbed Beside The Foam; All My Heart Is In Its Verges, And The Sea Wind Is My Home. All My Boyhood, From Far Vernal Bourns Of Being, Came To Me Dream-Like, Plangent, And Eternal Memories Of The Plunging Sea.