'The Captain has got an excellent start
But he won't set the Thames on fire, you know!'
Then I look back and attempt to decide
Who is this Captain who must not aspire;
I meet Harry's eyes, and I smile with pride,
For I know he could set the Thames on fire!
Afterwards music; he sings and I sing,
She sings and they sing, and minutes flit past:—
Harmony certainly quickens Time's wing,
And the lark sings loudest when flying fast.