TO A U-BOAT

Tiger, tiger of the seas,

King of scarlet butcheries,

What infernal hand and eye

Planned your dread machinery?

Men of Hamburg, Bremen, Kiel,

Watch the gauge and turn the wheel,

Proud, perhaps, to have defiled

Oceans, to destroy a child.

With your thunderbolt you strike

Cargo, women, all alike —

Stain with red God's clean green sea,

Call it “naval victory.”

U-boat, U-boat, as you grope

With your half-blind periscope,

Lo, your hateful trail we mark,

Send you to your kin, the shark!