The crew that had boarded us trembled with dread, And fell on the deck as if wounded or dead;

They knew the Commander, and threw down their

fword;

Their valour was loft at the fight of the Lord.

They all look'd abashed, and trembled with fear,
When fternly demanded who first brought them there.
Our defperate foes, who had fought us fo bold,
Were now laid in irons, and chain'd in the hold.

Now orders were given for lots to be cast,

To know for whofe caufe the late storm came to pass.
Each failor confented that lots fhould go forth,
And good Master Legal was taken forfooth!

When Legal was caught, he was compass'd about,
To fee if his country could be traced out.

While fome did conjure him his name to avow,

The others demanded;

From whence cameft thou?'

Sinai, he said, was the place of his birth,

And vanity caus'd him at first to go forth;

He own'd he was griev'd at the rays of the Lord,
And fled from his presence as well as his word,

We demanded of him of what people he were,

Why he flept in the veffel, and how he came there;
And why he could not his devotion perform,
And how he could fleep fo fecure, in a storin?

He faid, I'm an Hebrew, a God-fearing man.
The God that created the fea and the land,
Jehovah of heaven's the God of my fear;

I fled from his prefence, and fo I came here.'

We told him his fear fhould have kept him from

flight;

And, if God was his fear, why flee from his fight?

Fear flieth from evil, and cleaveth to good;

But thy fear has fled from the prefence of God.

His true occupation it could not be known;
His trade or his calling he never would own;
His filence gave ground for an evil furmife,
To live in apoftafy who can devise!

At last he reply'd, Take me up, if you please;
Before I'd go back, I would fink in the feas;
Or, if you are willing to let me fleep here,
I have no objection to paying my fare.'

He

He could not deny but he'd caufed the storm,
And own'd that he could not in prayer perform!
Nor did he attempt his rebellion to palm,
But bid us to drown him, and promis'd a calm,

At laft 'twas concluded by most of the crew
He belong'd to fome galley, or else a canoe ;
He ne'er had encounter'd the blafts of Boreas,
The trips he had made were with paddles or oars.

He ne'er had been used to plow in the deep,
By the violent storm that had lull'd him to sleep;
A boatman he was by the words of his mouth,
And had row'd to the north, with his face to the fouth.

That he is no failor is plain by the test,

And is but a paffenger here at the best;

'Let him fink in the deep,' fays the Mafter, for me; If he's fav'd, he will own that falvation is free.'

He would not unite with the failors in pray'r;
No incenfe goes up while the villain is here;
He plainly has prov'd, by the path he has trod,
That he could not exift in the prefence of God.

So guilty he ftood, without any reply,

Nor would he request though condemned to die;
For Legal's his name, and quite legal his caft,
And stubborn the rebel remain'd to the last.

We pray'd, and agreed him to throw from the deck;
For, if God is his fear, he will find his way back;
And we foon were convinc'd that the pray'r it was heard,
And that God did approve, by the calm that appear❜d.

We proceeded with Pur until Slothful was took,
For he had neglected the log and the book;
On trial 'twas prov'd he was guilty of that,
So he was difmifs'd with the tails of the cat.

And one Mr. Loofe for a time was confin'd,
For he had not girded the loins of his mind;
And one Mr. Freezeheart was put in the hold,
Whofe love to the Captain had lately got cold.

Old Mr. Remifs, he was taken by lot,

And Mr. Lukewarm, neither cold nor yet hot;

The former was order'd in irons to lay,

Till the weight of his fhackles fhould teach him to pray:

But

But Mr. Lukewarm, he was left in his state;

Not whipt with the cat, nor revived with heat;
Nor able to draw a conclufion from hence,

But inwardly gall'd with a daily fufpenfe.

Now old Mr. Fearful was taken by Pur,
Whose want of good courage had brought on a flur;
In order to make him more useful and bold,

Old Lucifer fifted him down in the hold.

All those that were valiant the Captain approv'd,
And those that had fainted, their doubts were remov'd;
He order'd a balm for the wounded on board;
The fick and afflicted were fhortly restor❜d.

The blinded in part they received their fight,
And those were embolden'd who fainted with fright;
The deaf were attentive to all he'd impart ;

The lame and the maimed they leap'd like a heart.

The wine it was plenty, and plenty the food,
The meffes all vary'd, but excellent good;
It made the inflexible tender and soft;

The timid and fearful would venture aloft.