Rose up like steel the chivalrous cry,
While gallant men stood on the slippery deck
And brave resolved themselves to die.
Then solemn strains rose from the engulfing main,
“Nearer my God,” they sang, “to Thee,”
Till all that was left of the Titan’s envied hulk
Was a billowy gurgle in the sea.
Alas for man! Alas for vaunting boast!
Which seeks to conquer the fate of the sea,
Essays to raise proud hulks of iron and steel