Chapter II

Do you know the shallow Baltic where the seas are steep and short,
Where the bluff, lee-boarded fishing-luggers ride?
Do you know the joy of threshing leagues to leeward of your port
On a coast you’ve lost the chart of overside?
It is there that I am going, with an extra hand to bale her--
Just one able ’long-shore loafer that I know.
He can take his chance of drowning, while I sail and sail and sail
her,
For the Red Gods call me out and I must go!

_He must go--go_, etc.