The Shark

Captured! Along the beach those shouts reveal The fisherman exultant victor! Hark! The Karcharos, from out his crystalline, dark Blue lair by rud of flesh and lurking steel Bewrayed, hath ravined down with his last meal Death as a gobbet. On the hot sand, stark, He gasps and shudders agonizing. Mark! With horrible grin those bloody jaws appeal Unto his gloating murderers.—No more Those serried ranks sextuple of fanged white Shall scare the shallows and appall the shore, Never again wreak havoc and affright, Ranging the Gulf Stream, weltering in gore;— Poor Shark! Man-eater! learn of Man, to fight.