A Rebus

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.

Published in Poems on Various Subjects, Religious and Moral

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