Old Neptune¹ one day
Did exultingly say,
Mid the Steam-boats that now are in motion,
One that bears my own name,
Will revive my old fame,
And my feats in governing the Ocean.
Chorus. For Neptune shall be enterprising; [Note 703.1]
True worth shall distinguish the Captain;
Their storekeeper, too,
And the whole of the crew,
Shall, by merit, have births [sic] in the Neptune
My boat said the Sire,
Navigated by fire,
On the winds shall not place reliance;
From the prow they'll retreat,
When they find that they're beat,
By the powers of mechanical science.
Old Neptune is plac'd,
With a diadem grac'd,
On the prow where a green cloak he's wrapt in;
And many a shore
That was distant before,
Is brought near by the speed of the Neptune.