The rattling mallet with the right they lift.
147.
With boiling pitch another near at hand,
From friendly Sweden[154] brought, the seams in-stops;
Which well paid o'er, the salt sea waves withstand,
And shakes them from the rising beak in drops.
148.
Some the galled ropes with dawby marline[155] bind,
Or searcloth masts with strong tarpawling[156] coats;