And cited up a thousand fearful times,
During the wars of York and Lancaster,
That had befallen us.
As we paced along
Upon the giddy footing of the hatches,
Methought the Gloucester stumbled; and, in falling,
Struck me, that thought to stay him, overboard,
Into the tumbling billows of the main.
Lord! Lord! methought, what pain it was to drown!
What dreadful noise of waters in mine ears!