Afore the wind you travelled thus;
-men strived to keep you true,
-tho’ bound thee for the Scilly isles,
-the tale known only to your crew.

Was your course for England set?
-or for some other foreign coast?
-did clouds obscure the sun and stars?
-just when it mattered most.

How come you to St Agnes isle?
-on whose rocks you split your side,
-to scatter all those agate beads,
-now salt washed in the tide.

Your legacy is with us still;
-your cargo named the bay,
-we now know as the beady pool, – where people rummage summers days.