最終更新日:2022/12/24
I see him—Tom—on horse-block standing,
Trumpet at mouth, thrown up all amain,
An elephant's bugle, vociferous demanding
Of topmen aloft in the hurricane of rain,
Letting that sail there your faces flog?
Manhandle it, men, and you'll get the good grog!
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