Hark ! through the night didst thou hear the word
That rang down the air its terror?
Speak! in the night didst thou fear the word
That muttered the awful error
Wherein thou art bound?

Yea! thou hast heard the cry of thy fate,
Bondsman of woe and of sorrow!
Seek not to know, to fathom the why of thy fate!
In the sea of the awful to-morrow
Thou art drowned!—art drowned!