And sailed to the isle of Seringapatam.
"O Alum," said she, "think again, ere you go—
Hareems may arise and Moguls they may blow;
You may strike on a fez, or be drowned, which is wuss!"
But Alum embraced her and spoke to her thus:
"Cease weeping, fair Backsheesh! I willingly swear
Cork jackets and trousers I always will wear,
And I also throw in a large number of oaths
That I never—no, never—will take off my clothes!"