I Am Fevered With The Sunset, I Am Fretful With The Bay, For The Wander-Thirst Is On Me And My Soul Is In Cathay. There'S A Schooner In The Offing, With Her Topsails Shot With Fire, And My Heart Has Gone Aboard Her For The Islands Of Desire. I Must Forth Again To-Morrow! With The Sunset I Must Be Hull Down On The Trail Of Rapture In The Wonder Of The Sea.