Our men, at Whipple’s[19] cry,
“Up, up!” clear’d every check;
And dash’d and leapt and slash’d and swept
Across the cruiser’s deck.
But hold!—her men were gone.
Ours held the deck alone;
Their work had done, nor fired a gun;
The cruiser’s crew had flown.[24]
“Surrender here!” rang out;
And out the cabin glanced