Gazing and list'ning on thy pebbly strand;
And, even now, the song I seem to hear—
The mariner's song, to my young heart so dear.
[Yoi-hoi!—Yoi-ee-ho!—Yow!—Yoi-ee-hey!—Eiugh?—Yoi-oi!—Oi-yoi!—Ee-ow-oi-yo hough! &c. &c.]
Oh! mighty, wondrous world; what fearful forms
Of giant force thou nursest in thy storms!
Here pond'rous whales 'mid crashing icebergs stray;
There vast leviathans with tempests play.
[Here's your perriwinkles! penny a pint! Winkle-winkle-winkle-winkle-winkle-man! Fine fresh winkles, only a penny a pint!]
Behold, along the beach, these beauteous shells!