«We many were who filled the boat: / Some held the sails aloft and flying, / Some plied the oars, and thus, defuing, / The wayward winds, kept us afloat. / Our helmsman steered the vessel, loaded / Full as she was, and onward sent; / And I, to them I sang, content / And unconcerned... A...»
«We sailed in numerous company. / A few of us drew fast the sheeting, / The rest with mighty oar were beating / The brine; while, calm on slumbrous sea, / Our skillful helmsman clasped the rudder / To guide the vessel's thrust, / And I, at ease in carefree trust, / I sang to them...»
«We were a crowd inside the boat / Some of us trimmed the sails, / While others gamely plunged / The mighty oars into the deep. While in the calm, / Our skillful helmsman, leaning to the wheel, / Steered the craft without a word; / And I — abrim with carefree hope — / I sang to all ...»
«A lot of us were on the bark: / Some framed a sail for windy weather, / The others strongly and together / Moved oars. In silence sunk, / Keeping a rudder, strong and clever, / The skipper drove the heavy skiff; / And I — with careless belief — / I sang for sailors... But the stiff...»