Classic and Contemporary Poetry

MOONLIGHT, by MARGUERITE ATTERBURY
First Line: The moon's a spectre pirate ship
Last Line: They've silvered all the trees.
Subject(s): Moon

THE moon's a spectre pirate ship
Upon an inky sea;
A shred of mist her tattered flag,
The clouds her canvas be;
And ducats, silver ducats,
A myriad shower of these!
She's thrown them o'er to light the craft;
They've silvered all the trees.