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Parody on Drake

1. Parody on Drake

His blue-bell helmet, we have heard,

Was plumed with the down of the humming-bird,

The corslet on his bosom bold

Was once the locust's coat of gold,

His cloak, of a thousand mingled hues,

Was the velvet violet, wet with dews,

His target was the crescent shell

Of the small sea Sidrophel, 

And the glittering beam from a maiden's eye

Was the lance which he proudly wav’d on high.


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