The Ode to William Kydd He was born for rolling waves fair, That sullen child of Dundee street. He riled Andrew beyond compare With night time secretive retreat. They chased him far and wide in fear, His coffers growing thick from trade, And lost it all to looting peer Who robbed him blind and without a blade. Abandoned by his crew at night He fled to Carib island bright. He sailed to Bellomont in Mass To dodge his mutinous old crew And ended locked up with his lass With raving, twisted smile askew. Dispatched to English trial and jail Kidd hoped for kinder patrons there. He floated hope to no avail And swung to death in Wapping square. Our Kydd was gibbeted for show, Deterring would-be pirate foe.
William Kidd, Scottish sailor and pirate, was (probably) born today in 1655.
Lord Byron, English poet, peer and politician, was born today in 1788.