We recklessly rush to embark;
And forth in our ghostly Ellida[11]
We swept in the silence and dark—
Oh God! on that black Lake Avernus,
Where vampires drink even the breath
On that terrible Lake of Avernus,
Leading down to the whirlpool of Death!
It was there the Eumenides[12] found us
In sight of no shelter or shore—
No beacon or light from the shore.