On the trail of the “Sally” at last.
For a day and a night, a night and a day;
Over the blue, blue round,
Went on the chase of the pirate quarry,
The hunt of the tireless hound.
“Land on the port bow!” came the cry;
And the “Sally” raced for shore,
Till she reached the bar at the river-mouth
Where the shallow breakers roar.
She passed the bar by a secret channel