Phillis Wheatley — A Rebus by I. B

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.