Note 7 — IV. CANTON, SHANGHAI, SINGAPORE, MACAO.
Reading edition
I may as well give here all the lines of the “old tar,” relating to the shipwreck:—
No more the geese shall cackle o’er the poop; No more the bagpipe through the orlop sound; No more the midshipmen, a jovial group, Shall toast the girls, and push the bottle round. In death’s dark road at anchor fast they stay, Till Heaven’s loud signal shall in thunder roar; Then, starting up, all hands shall quick obey; Sheet home the topsail, and with speed unmoor.