Perhaps more mischief had been done, but for ¹⁶ Our Juan, who, with sense beyond his years,

Got to the spirit-room, and stood before

It with a pair of pistols; ¹⁷ and their fears,

As if Death were more dreadful by his door

Of fire than water, spite of oaths and tears,

Kept still aloof the crew, who, ere they sunk,

Thought it would be becoming to die drunk.