Clogged, water-logged, her load!


IV

Stowed, by Jove, right and tight, away!
No show now how best plough sea's brow,
Wrinkling--breeze quick, tease thick, ere day,
Clear sheer wave's sheen of green, I mean,
With twinkling wrinkles--eh?


V

Sea sprinkles winkles, tinkles light
Shells' bells--boy's joys that hap to snap!
It's just sea's fun, breeze done, to spite
God's rods that scourge her surge, I'd urge--
Not proper, is it--quite?


VI

See, fore and aft, life's craft undone!
Crank plank, split spritsail--mark, sea's lark!
That grey cold sea's old sprees, begun
When men lay dark i' the ark, no spark,
All water--just God's fun!