I

The " ambulance call of the sea "
Winging its frenzied flight —
Hark! 'tis the C Q D
Rushed through the breathless night!
" Sister Ships, do you hear?
Hurry, turn on your trail. —
Is there none that is near?
Quick or your quest will fail! "

II

Like an insistent hand,
Searching the baffling dark,
Far from the tranquil land
Travels the gallant spark.
Fingers frozen and numb,
Phillips, and pale young Bride —
" Hurry! Danger! and Come! "
Working there side by side —

III

" Sister Ships, do you hear
Carpathia, Olympic? " At last!
" Courage! have a good cheer —
Lo! we are coming fast.
Turned on our tracks are we
Sped with our utmost speed,
Over the icy sea,
Racing to meet your need! "

IV

Whose is the pallid face?
" Down we sink, by the head,
Boys! you may leave your place,
Each for himself! " he said.
Fingers frozen and numb,
Phillips, and pale young Bride —
Hist! to the dogged hum,
Working there side by side.

V

Hark! to the S O S
" Down we go, by the head —
Quick! we are in distress,
Hurry to aid, " it said. —
" Phillips! we must not stay,
Come, there is no more time. "
Yet does the Wireless play,
Beating its rhythmic rhyme, —

VI

" Down we go, by the head, "
Splutter — and dot — and dash —
Darkness! Peace to the Dead!
Silenced the dauntless flash.