Chapter 22: Down a Galloping Sea
I saddled me an Arab steed and saddled her another,
And off we rode together just like sister and like brother,
Singing, “Blow ye winds in the morning!
 Blow ye winds, hi ho! Brush away the morning dew,
 Blow ye winds, hi ho!”
 —Blew Ye Winds.
With anxiety that was almost despairing Mayo looked up at the shrouds, stays, and halyards, which were set like nets to right and left and overhead
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