Buccaneer in gemmed attire -- Ruby, amber, emerald, jet -- Darkling, sparkling dot of fire, Still on plunder are you set? Summer is your sea, and there The flowers afloat you board and ravage, Yourself a thing more dazzling fair -- Tiny, plumed, bejewelled Savage! Midget! yet in passion a fell Furioso, Creoles tell. Wing'd are you Cupid in disguise You flying spark of Paradise? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DAFFODILS by LIZETTE WOODWORTH REESE EMPTYING ASHES by MAXWELL ANDERSON I COME SINGING by JOSEPH AUSLANDER LAST DAYS OF BYRON by CHARLOTTE FISKE BATES EPITAPH ON DIOPHANTUS by JAMES HAY BEATTIE |