Figure D25 AMMONITE

Northward from this gloomy deep, into

A sombre cavern, paved with spiral stones:

“Once we sail’d in sunny oceans blue,

“Suspended by our buoyant phragmocones.

“Now lie we buried deep beneath the bones

“Of Earth, but shall be raised again to land,

“As Shaligram of VISHNU that atones;

“Or those bad serpents which Saint Hilda’s hand

“Will cast and turn to stone on holy Whitby’s strand.”