Hurrah! Hurrah! we’re as jolly a crew
As sails on the bounding sea!”
But their song is hushed, as they feel a shock
Which makes their stout hearts quail.
“O, God,” they cry, “The rock! the rock!
The ship has struck a gale!”
Men, women and children rush on deck,
Their faces blanched with fear.
They clasp each other about the neck;
And they feel that death is near.