Meshed in a horrible net,
And baited villanous well,
Right in our path were set
Three hundred traps of hell!”
These were the torpedoes, one of which destroyed the iron clad “Tecumseh,” Commander T. A. M. Craven.
“A moment we saw her turret,
A little heel she gave,
And a thin white spray went o’er her,
Like the crest of a breaking wave;
In that great iron coffin,