Jean Bontemps (d. 1572)His head in Santo Domingo,
His body in Curacao,
His heart in France,
His spirit in the waves.
A corsair without airs,
Despised for religion's sake
He attacked the walls
Of the seven hills
With thirty men.
Laid to rest
With an arrow in his throat.
This poem will appear in the upcoming collection Pirate Eulogies
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