They cast her then overboard, baby and she, O,
Together to sink in the cruel salt sea, O.
11
The moon it was shining, the tide it was running;
O what in the wake of the vessel was swimming?
‘O see, boys! O see how she floats on the water!
O see, boys! O see! the undutiful daughter!
12
‘Why swim in the moonlight, upon the sea swaying?
O what art thou seeking? for what art thou praying?’