preach. Go on with the "Pilot." Where in the world did you get that song?'
'On a tombstone,' said the Mlghai. 'On a tombstone in a distant land. I made it an accompaniment with heaps of bass chords.'
'Oh, Vanity! Begin.' And the Nilghai began—
'I have slipped my cable, messmates, I'm drifting down with the tide,
I have my sailing orders, while ye at anchor ride.
And never on fair June morning have I put out to sea
With clearer conscience or better hope, or a heart more light and free.
'Shoulder to shoulder, Joe, my boy, into the crowd like a wedge
Strike with the hangers, messmates, but do not cut with the edge.
Cries Charnock, "Scatter the faggots, double that Brahmin in two,
The tall pale widow for me, Joe, the little brown girl for you!"
'Young Joe (you're nearing sixty), why is your hide so dark?
Katie has soft fair blue eyes, who blackened yours?—Why,hark!'
They were all singing now, Dick with the roar of the wind of the open sea about his ears as the deep bass voice let itself go.
'The morning gun—Ho, steady!—the arquebuses to me!
I ha' sounded the Dutch High Admiral's heart as my lead doth sound the sea.
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