He met the Danske pirates off Tuttee; Saw the Chrim burn "Musko"; speaks with bated breath Of his sale to the great Turk, when peril of death Chained him to oar their galleys on the sea Until, as gunner, in Persia they set him free To fight their foes. Of Prester John he saith Astounding things. But Queen Elizabeth He worships, and his dear Lord on Calvary. Quaint is the phrase, ingenuous the wit Of this great childish seaman in Palestine, Mocked home through Italy after his release With threats of the Armada; and all of it Warms me like firelight jewelling old wine In some ghost inn hung with the golden fleece! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE KING'S THRESHOLD by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS ODE TO FEAR by WILLIAM COLLINS (1721-1759) HAARLEM HEIGHTS by ARTHUR GUITERMAN EVANGELINE; A TALE OF ACADIE by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE VIKING by CLARIBEL WEEKS AVERY ODE ON VENICE by GEORGE GORDON BYRON |