A very charminge songe.
Their mirth interrupted.
'"Bravoe, bravissimoe," I cried,
The sounde was quite elatinge;
But, in a trice, upon the ice,
We hearde the horses skaitinge.
And the passengers exercise themselves in the pleasant art of swimminge, as doeth also their prog, to witte, great store of colde roasted beef; item, ane beef-stake pye: item, viii choppines of usquebaugh.
'The ice was here, the ice was there,
It was a dismale mattere,