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 Just think of the wrecks that to-night will be shattered;— And think, too, what corpses will drive ashore!

Lord save us!

Have ever you seen a man strangled, Or hanged,—or drowned?

This is going too far!

The corpses all laugh. But their laughter is forced; And the most part are found to have bitten their tongues.

Hold off from me!

Only one question, pray! If we, for example, should strike on a rock, And sink in the darkness

You think there is danger?

I really don't know what I ought to say. But suppose, now, I float and you go to the bottom

Oh, rubbish