The boldest of our sailors must descend
The dangerous business of the deck to tend:
Then burst the hatches off, and every stay
And every fastening laniard cut away;
Planks, gratings, booms, and rafts to leeward cast,
Then with redoubled strokes attack each mast,
That buoyant lumber may sustain you o’er
The rocky shelves and ledges to the shore:
But as your firmest succour, till the last,
O cling securely on each faithful mast!