onMARIA'S WINNING THE CUP,AT THE ILSLEY COURSING MEETING, NOVEMBER 9, 1808.INSCRIBED TO W. COBBETT, ESQ.
Oh! for thy flow'rets, May, to deck
With brilliant wreaths Maria's neck!
The blushing rose, the jasmine fair,
The hearts-ease gay, should mingle there;
But chill November's dreary day
Has chas'd each blooming flow'r away;
The sad Arbutus, drooping pale,
And bending to the wintry gale,
With brilliant wreaths Maria's neck!
The blushing rose, the jasmine fair,
The hearts-ease gay, should mingle there;
But chill November's dreary day
Has chas'd each blooming flow'r away;
The sad Arbutus, drooping pale,
And bending to the wintry gale,
