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;