For the dismal depths of those waters dark
Seemed alive with the kraken, the sword-fish, the shark.
There, there they clustered in grisly swarm,
Curled up into many a labyrinth knot,
The octopus with its horrible arms,
And the sea-snake fierce, with a mouth like a slot;
And the glassy-eyed dog-fish with threatening teeth,
Hyena fierce of the sea beneath.
And the Grand Old Diver he felt half-choked,
And he mused to himself, "Must I give it up?"