The Sailor Who Fell from Grace with the Sea
The feeling of the sea, the dark, drunken feeling that unearthly rolling always brings? The thrill of saying good-bye? The sweet tears you weep for your song? Are you going to give up the life which has detached you from the world, kept you remote, impelled you towards the pinnacle of manliness? The secret yearning for death. The glory beyond and the death beyond.
And then:
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