Phillis Wheatley - A RebusPhillis Wheatley - A Rebus
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I.
A bird delicious to the taste,
On which an army once did feast,
Sent by an hand unseen;
A creature of the horned race,
Which Britain`s royal standards grace;
A gem of vivid green;
II.
A town of gaiety and sport,
Where beaux and beauteous nymphs resort,
And gallantry doth reign;
A Dardan hero fam`d of old
For youth and beauty, as we`re told,
And by a monarch slain;
III.
A peer of popular applause,
Who doth our violated laws,
And grievances proclaim.
Th` initials show a vanquish`d town,
That adds fresh glory and renown
To old Britannia`s fame.
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