Thomas John Dibdin

"Then a very great war man, calld Billy the Norman, Cried "D--n it, I never likd my land."

"Longing while living for laurel and bays, Under this willow a poor poet lays; With little to censure, and less to praise, He wrote twelve dozen and three score plays: He finishd his Life, and he went his ways."

"The Dons came to plunder the island; But, snug in the hive, the Queen was alive, And "buzz" was the word in the island."