For I have lost my longitude
Way back a day or two.”
“Oh, we are the ‘Fame of New York,’
To Lisbon we are bound;
Our captain’s name is R. D. Craig,
A native of that town.”
“You lie, you lie,” cried Manum,
“For such a thing can’t be;
Come lower your top-sails on your caps
And fall down under my lee.”