XLIII.

Now slowly up they bring the dead
From out that silent, dim-lit room.
No prayer at their quick burial said;

No friend to weep their doom.

The hungry waves have seized them one by one; And, swallowing down their prey, go roaring on.

XLIV.

Cries LEE, "We must not be betray'd.

"Tis but to add another corse!

Strange words, 't is said, an ass once bray'd:

I'll never trust a horse!

Out! throw him on the waves alive! He'll swim; For once a horse shall ride; we all ride him."

XLV.

Such sound to mortal car ne'er came

As rang far o'er the waters wide. It shook with fear the stoutest frame: The horse is on the tide!

As the waves leave, or lift him up, his cry Comes lower now, and now 'tis near and high.

XLVI.

And through the swift wave's yesty crown
His scared eyes shoot a fiendish light,
And fear seems wrath. He now sinks down,
Now heaves again to sight,

Then drifts away; and through the night they hear
Far off that dreadful cry.-But morn is near.

XLVII.

O hadst thou known what deeds were done,
When thou wast shining far away,
Would'st thou let fall, calm-coming sun,
Thy warm and silent ray?

The good are in their graves; thou canst not cheer
Their dark, cold mansions: Sin alone is here.

XLVIII.

"The deed's complete! The gold is ours!
There, wash away that bloody stain!
Pray, who'd refuse what fortune showers?
Now, lads, we'll lot our gain.

Must fairly share, you know, what's fairly got?
A truly good night's work! Who says 't was not?"

XLIX.

There's song, and oath, and gaming deep,

Hot words, and laughter, mad carouse; There's naught of prayer, and little sleep; The devil keeps the house!

"LEE cheats!" cried JACK. LEE struck him to the heart.

"That's foul!" one mutter'd.-"Fool! you take your part!

L.

"The fewer heirs the richer, man!

Hold forth thy palm, and keep thy prate! Our life, we read, is but a span.

What matters, soon or late?"

And when on shore, and asked, Did many die? "Near half my crew, poor lads!" he'd say, and sigh.