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.

© Phillis Wheatley