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I want to be lighting my pipe on deck,     With my baggage safe below,     I want to be free of the crowded quay,     While the steamers swinging slow.     I want to be free of treachery,     And of sordid joys and griefs,     To be out of sight of the faces white,     And the waving of handkerchiefs.     I want to be making my ship-board friends,     I want to be free of the past,     I want to be laughing with kindred souls,     While the Heads are opening fast.     I want to be sailing far to-day,     On the tracks where the rovers go,     To feel the heave of the deck, and draw     The breath that the rovers know.

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