So on we went; but soon I heard
A sound as when winds blow,
And waters wild are tumbled down
Into a gulf below.
And on and on flew the little bark,
As a fiend her course did urge;
And I saw, in a moment, we must hang
Upon the oceans verge.
I snatched down the sails, I snapped the ropes,
I broke the masts in twain;