So The Gray Boatswain Of 'Twenty-Nine Piped To "The Boys" As They Crossed The Line; Round The Cabin Sat Thirty Guests, Babes Of The Nurse With A Thousand Breasts. There Were The Judges, Grave And Grand, Flanked By The Priests On Either Hand; There Was The Lord Of Wealth Untold, And The Dear Good Fellow In Broadcloth Old. Thirty Men, From Twenty Towns, Sires And Grandsires With Silvered Crowns, - Thirty School-Boys All In A Row, - Bens And Georges And Bill And Joe. In Thirty Goblets The Wine Was Poured, But Threescore Gathered Around The Board, - For Lo! At The Side Of Every Chair A Shadow Hovered - We All Were There!