"Sink! sink! sink!" was Head's answer, and he continued to sink until he could no longer be seen.

The ordinary oblong sink is an abomination.

The first sink is a shock to them and seems to brace them to action.

4. Then let commaundement every where be given, That sinkes and gutters, privies, crevises, And every place where blood may be conceald, Be throughly searcht, swept, washt, and neerely sought, To see if we can finde the murther out.

Sunk is all credit, writs assail, And doom your future life to jail.

all sacrificed to cricket, The hollow-sounding bat now guards the wicket; Sunk are thy mounds in shapeless level all, Lest aught impede the swiftly rolling ball; And trembling, shrinking from the fatal blow, Far, far away thy hapless children go.

Sunk were his eyes, his voice was harsh and loud, Sure signs he neither choleric was, nor proud; His long chin proved his wit; his saint-like grace, A Church vermilion, and a Moses' face; His memory miraculously great Could plots, exceeding man's belief, repeat.

Sunk is all credit, writs assail, And doom your future life to jail.

'Sunk were gardens, sunk ajoupas; Hut and hammock, man and hound: And above the Chayma village Boiled with pitch the cursed ground.

Sunk is her velvet cheek; her wasted bosom Loses its fulness; e'en her slender waist Grows more attenuate; her face is wan, Her shoulders droop;as when the vernal blasts Sear the young blossoms of the Mádhaví, Blighting their bloom; so mournful is the change.