The steam-powered organ played a fugue. The church
was crowded with admirers numb with grief
but also cheered by their devout belief
in heaven. The great airship gave a lurch
as her brass coffin with the triple seal
was dropped over the side into the sea
so far below. 'Nearer my God to thee'
was sung; and then they ate a hearty meal
of pork pie and fried cod. Beneath the waves
out of the coffin fins sprang. In its lid
a porthole. Finally the girl was rid
of all her suitors, the devoted slaves
that kept her prisoner. Beneath the sea
she'd seek Atlantis and her destiny.