From crocodiles who had not dined,
Bold ArtrHuR never shrinks,
_ While Exsre tries to call to mind _
°s for the Sphinx. —

 

      
   

And journeying onward safe and sound
With never pause nor hitch,
Their way through the Canal they found

With wonderment so rich;
They saw big vessels outward bound
(That only sometimes ran aground),.

Go, steaming through the Ditch!