I, Mr. Roe, and Kinchela—
Along the shore, away! Along the shore, away!
We see a paper, the paper of Morlimer and Spofforth.
Away we go, we see no fresh water,
Along the shore,
Away, away, away, we go along the shore!
Away, away, away, a long distance we go!
I see Mr. Smith’s footsteps ascending a sandhill,
Onward I go, regarding his footsteps.
I see Mr. Smith dead, we commence digging the earth;