The Emerald
Rich be the mines in the Realm of New Spain
None richer than those of the Andes
Of silver and gold, the riches are told
And emeralds green, a sight to behold
Riches to tempt a pirate so bold
So listen, me hearties, as me tale unfolds
Listen and I’ll spin it for you
We set sale from Jamaica one fine summer day
Riding the tide that flowed from the bay
Fair were the skies, our spirits were high
We knew to a man that plunder was nigh
Fabulous riches piled to the sky
So in our folly we set our hopes high
Vowing to sack Cartagena
Cartagena won’t fall to our little ship
It would take a large fleet and an army
But our ship it was fast so their ships we harassed
And a moderate sum of gold we amassed
Annoying the Spaniards until at last
They sent out a warship with orders to blast
Our beloved little ship from the ocean
Fate was against us for that very day
A squall had blown our rigging astray
So when we heard the cry that a warship was nigh
Unable to fight them, unable to fly
We gave up all hope, unwilling to try
And we went straight to the rum to drink ‘fore we die
For the cruelty of Spaniards is legend
The battle was swift if battle it was
For we offered their ship no resistance
Still they peppered our sides and they set us alight
The roar of their cannon still gives me a fright
They laughed at the show of our brave English might
And put into chains those still left alive
And burned our ship down to the ocean
Cold be the bands of iron that bound me
To the floor of me cold stone prison
When in walked a guard, his smile too wide
And he bid me to rise and he laughed as I tried
And kicked me again on me back and me side
As I cowered in vain there was nowhere to hide
And I felt consciousness slip from me
Dull be the ache that awoke in me head
But sharpe be the mind behind it
A Spaniard has pride worth far more than his hide
So I poked and I prodded, I pushed and I pried
His good name I slandered, his family defiled
Till finally he broke and he pulled me aside
And murderous words he spoke to me
“Never in God’s blessed realm have I seen
A scoundrel more low than a pirate.
I’ll bless our fair land with your blood in the sand
That honor I’ll take with my very own hand”
And freeing my bonds, he bid me to stand
To see if an Englishman died like a man
Or squealed like a pig at the slaughter
Sharpe be the knife that he dragged cross me throat
But slow was the hand that wielded it
His eyes opened wide as I pushed it aside
And I wrestled it from him, then opened him wide
His blood was just blood for all of his pride
But I’ll give that he fought like a man ‘fore he died
For all of the good it did for him
As I rolled him aside, his clothes I did take
And I assessed me new situation
Free from my cell and armed as well
But still in a dungeon and feeling like hell
And likely the noise rang clear like a bell
How long till they found me I just couldn’t tell
But I wasn’t about to wait for them
The only way out of a dungeon is up
And I climbed the stone stairway to freedom
A guard I dispatched as he slept at his nap
I opened all locks with a clang and a clap
Freed all the prisoners, scattered the rats
These poor sorry souls were the bait for me trap
And I hid near the top of the stairway
A dungeon set free makes a monstrous din
I waited for all the Lord’s guards to come in
They all rushed inside, the door hanging wide
I slipped out unnoticed with purposeful stride
Dressed like a guard it was best not to hide
So I walked to the chapel, me sins to confide
For the brothers were known to be wealthy
“Father, Oh Father, forgive what I’ve done
And don’t go away for there are sins yet to come
Your gold I will take and I’ll make my escape
You’ll fetch a fine ransom, my life I will stake
You’ll get me to freedom or yours I will take
For a brother of Christ a poor hero makes”
When in walked a fair senorita
She was dressed in fine silks with pearls in her hair
The lord of the castle’s own daughter
The lady walked in to confess her own sins
I’d have liked to been privy to those, my friends
But that’s not the direction this tale will spin
For with such a fine hostage the gate I could win
So I gallantly greeted the senorita
I calmly explained that I’d do her no harm
If she’d come without making a nuisance
I gathered up gold till I could carry no more
And with Father and Lady I strode through the door
Though I truly would rather have been home with a whore
It seems my fortunes weren’t looking so poor
When up walked her knightly young brother
“Sister, oh Sister, don’t go over there
For the prisoners have all gotten free from their cells
Though I see you’ve a guard, I beg you, beware
They’re fighting with guards and they seem not to care
And here you’re out walking with pearls in your hair!”
To my surprise, she gave him a stare
And she said “Little brother, you bore me”
“I’m a Lady full grown and can mind my own ways
Without any need of your posturing
So run to our mother and tell her I’m fine
With appropriate escort, spending my time
I’m off to the cellars to bring up some wine
So mind your own business and I will mind mine”
With a wave of her hand she dismissed him
“Follow me quick”, the lady, she cried
I’ll lead you down though the cellars
There’s a well-hidden way few know of these days
It leads under the walls, my uncle did say
It was built against pirates, a quick get away
I found it once hiding, a game I would play
When I needed some peace from my brother
The good Father’s protests died on his lips
As he felt the point of me dagger
I held them both tight as we continued our flight
From the world of the light to perpetual night
She knew the route well, for though deprived of all sight
We soon found ourselves staring into a light
Coming from the other side of a doorway
From the side of a cliff the door opened out
Near a tiny dock in the harbor
“Now that you’re free, you must fly!” cried she
But I fear that you won’t get a ransom for me
I must stay behind, but you, you must flee”
But before I left, I asked favors three
And these are the gifts that she gave me
I asked for a kiss, placed sweet on my lips
For a lusty old pirate I still be
“And the pearls that you wear tied up in your hair
You need them not, your beauty’s so rare”
She gave these to me, not seeming to care
As she let down her hair, I tried not to stare
Though a lusty old pirate I still be
“You still need to ask one more favor, the last
What else would you have of me?
I’ve helped you escape from a perilous fate
I’ve brought you to freedom, I’ve showed you the gate
If my family found out, they surely would hate me
For aiding a pirate they’re sure to berate me
So ask me this final request”
“Why?” says I, “Why? I want to know why
Tell me why have you aided your captor
There surely were times that you could have escaped
Or alerted your brother to your captive state
In the dark of the cellar I’d ne’er found me way
Right true you did lead us, but why I can’t say
And I fear that I don’t understand you”
‘Twas then that she gave me my third parting gift
A mysterious womanly smile
And she pulled from her bodice an emerald green
A more priceless gem I never have seen
“Tis but a token of my good esteem”
Though how that I earned it, I never could glean
For she disappeared back through the doorway
The Father and I stole a boat from the dock
And we made our way back to Jamaica
The good Father’s taken a liking to rum
And found that a pirate’s life is far more fun
Than kneeling and praying about what’s to come
Or hearing repentance for what has been done
So much for the good Father’s ransom
And now my story has come to an end
Though many of you swabs won’t believe it
The gold and the pearls were spent long ago
And just like a pirate I’ve nothing to show
But a tale to tell to the likes of you all
And a yearning to sail to Cartagena once more
To find the lost gate to the castle
By Robert Peters 03/12/2010