They saw it sink low to its roof in the tide—
Where the great hound had climbed in safety to ride.
For the current was swift and the wagon had gone
That the dancers had come in as others had done
From the lot; now away swam a cow, then another—
The cattle and horses all went. “’Tis no bother
For horses and cattle to swim for the shore,”
The “Oracle” said, as he tore off a door;
And he would have jumped headlong with door in the flood,
But the men held him fast while the women all stood