To Governor Jackson, with a New-Year's Gift of a Crown in Silver
A CCEPT a gift: — you must not frown; —
It 's not a Buonaparte's crown ,
But one that Friendship and the heart
For you , that boil their eggs, impart,
Whose butter'd cakes or toasted roll
Can make me feel myself a coal
As bright as in the parlour grate,
By Joyce approv'd, but not by Kate , —
Whose open gate, and spreading face,
Denote a hospitable grace, —
But whose attention to my boots
A virgin , though a rider, suits:
Farewell! — had I of crowns a vein —
Duke of the Hive! and King of Spain!
It 's not a Buonaparte's crown ,
But one that Friendship and the heart
For you , that boil their eggs, impart,
Whose butter'd cakes or toasted roll
Can make me feel myself a coal
As bright as in the parlour grate,
By Joyce approv'd, but not by Kate , —
Whose open gate, and spreading face,
Denote a hospitable grace, —
But whose attention to my boots
A virgin , though a rider, suits:
Farewell! — had I of crowns a vein —
Duke of the Hive! and King of Spain!
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