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As he felt every roll, Lay his Highness, on board of the steamer. Around him ten chaplains, And none of them saplings, Lay pale as a quarantine streamer. With six dozen of monks, All as helpless as trunks, All rolling about in the steamer. As she steered down the Tiber, It shook every fibre Of the conclave from forehead to _femur_; But, 'twas when in her glee, She got sight of the sea, That she showed them the tricks of the steamer. At Civita Vecchia, Oh, mie orecchie! What howls called the Saints to redeem her. But she darted along Like a stone from a thong, In the style of a true British steamer. She now ruled the roast, As she sprang from the coast, Through such surges no buckets could teem her: The Lipari Isles Got but very few smiles From the brethren on board of the steamer. "As sure as we're born, We'll ne'er see Leghorn." "Peccavi!" cried out every schemer: The whole of the friars. In that court were "criers," While thundered the wheels of the steamer. I'd not stand in their shoes, As they passed Syracuse, Where thy frigate lay moored, Captain Seymour: At the top of their throats Yelling out for thy boats, While teeth to the wind went the steamer. As they swept by Messina-- Thy birth-place, Christina!-- Old Etna was scarce such a beamer: In vain they cried--"Stop!" With a blaze at her top, Like a pillar of flame rushed the steamer. She bounced by Charybdis, With limestone which ribb'd is; A touch from a pebble might seam her; Made a curtsey to Scylla, As the Turks say, "Bismillah," 'Twas a very close shave for the steamer. But the surges grew brown, And the night hurried down, And they saw in each flash a death-gleamer; While the peals from the clouds, And the wind in the shrouds, Made them all very sick of the steamer. When they made Capri's lights It redoubled their frights, And the friars all bellowed--"Tenemur!" One and all made confessions, (E'en popes have transgressions,) There was some heavy work in the steamer. But they soon smelt the apples And fish-shops of Naples, And the cargo began to esteem her-- "No w
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