Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A REBUS, BY I.B., by I. B. First Line: A bird delicious to the taste Last Line: To old britannia's fame. | ||||||||
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. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CHURCHILL'S GRAVE by GEORGE GORDON BYRON EPITAPH: FOR MY GRANDMOTHER by COUNTEE CULLEN JOHN BURNS OF GETTYSBURG by FRANCIS BRET HARTE OLD KING COLE by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON |
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