[Footnote 1:  Lit. “whale’s home.”]

                  The Defense of kings,
  Maker of angels, answered from His ship:—­
  “Wide-faring foreigners can never dwell
  There in that country, nor enjoy the land; 280
  But in that city they must suffer death
  Who thither bring their lives from distant shores. 
  And dost thou wish to traverse the wide main,
  That thou mayst spill thy life in bitter war?”

  To him did Andrew answer give again:—­

“Our hearts’ strong hope and yearning drives us forth
To seek that country and that far-famed town,
If thou, most noble sir, wilt show to us
Thy gracious kindness on the wave-tossed deep.”

    Then from His vessel’s prow, the angels’ Lord, 290
  The Savior of mankind, replied to him:—­
  “Gladly and freely we will carry thee
  Across the ocean[1], e’en to that far land
  Which thy desire doth urge thee so to seek,
  When thou shalt give us the accustomed sum,
  Thy passage-money; so upon our bark
  We seamen will grant honor unto you.”

  [Footnote 1:  Lit. “fish’s bath.”]

    Then straightway Andrew spake to him in words,
  That friendless saint:—­“I have no beaten gold, 300
  No treasures, neither wealth nor sustenance,
  No golden clasps, no land, nor bracelets woven,
  That thy desire I now may satisfy,
  Thy worldly wishes, as thou sayst in words.” 
  The Prince of Men gave answer where He sat
  Upon the gangway, o’er the dashing surge:—­
  “How comes it thou wouldst visit, my dear friend,
  The sea-hills, boundaries of the ocean-streams,
  To seek a vessel by the cold sea-cliffs 310
  All penniless?  Hast thou no store of bread
  To comfort thee upon the ocean-road,
  Or pure drink for thy thirst?  The life is hard
  For him who journeys far upon the flood.”

    In answer then did Andrew, wise in wit,
  Unlock to him the treasure of his words:—­
  “It is not seemly that with arrogance
  And words of taunting thou demand reply,
  When God hath given thee abundant wealth
  And worldly fortune; better for each man 320
  That with humility he kindly greet
  A traveler bound to other lands far off,
  As Christ commanded, Lord most glorious. 
  We are His thanes, chosen as champions;
  He is the King by right, Author and Lord
  Of wondrous glory, one eternal God
  Of all created things; by His sole might
  He comprehendeth all the heavens and earth
  With holy strength, Giver of victory. 
  He spake the word himself, and bade us fare 330
  Throughout the spacious earth, converting souls:—­
  ’Go now to all the corners of the earth,
  Far as the waters compass it about,
  Far as the meadows lie along the roads,
  And preach the glorious Faith throughout