One time-outstaring deed remains to do,
Then let the pit howl—Caesar sings no more!
Go ask the battered wreckage on the shore
Who sought his mother in a sudden sleep,
To be with her forever on the deep
A twin ship-hating tempest!
(Enter Anicetus excitedly.)
Anicetus
Lost! We’re lost!
The Roman ship yaws rock-ward tempest-tossed