You're coming to hear the sermon?
Yes. John Shaw speaking even now of the mighty power of God
in bringing this hideous and mighty wind to our coasts.
But listen, we all know it is not just our sins
that are responsible for the flooding we see in Drypool today.
And if I can speak candidly to you, my friend,
‘tis the soldiers courted over in yonder castle and block houses
who are wholly to blame. For the flood
we see this unhappy morning is the work of soldiers’ hands, not gods.
Why, the Humber would never have overflowed and drowned the country
east of the river Hull
had there been sufficient banks and walls in place to prevent it.
Alas, the greed of the soldiers was such that they could not resist
taking the wood that was helping keep the Humber back.
And now last night's storms have carried away all the wood
that's remained. Well,
the soldiers now are islanded
by the water on all sides of their block houses, and whose fault?
Whose but their own.
Had we but world
enough, and time, this coyness, lady, were no crime.
We would sit down and think which way to walk and pass out
long love’s day.
Thou by the Indian Ganges side should Ruby's find
I, by the tide of Humber, would complain.
I would love you ten years before the flood.