Hearing a song as they fell behind,
Like women singing with the wind:
For it is true, as all have concurred,
There’s no good luck with a Finn on board.
Off from the ship and off the shore,
And Eric Jansen we saw no more;
But from that hour, aboard that ship,
All went well for the rest of the trip:
For it is true, upon my word,
As you and I have often heard,