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The Weekly Dispatch had a Parody Competition on Thomas Moore’s
Wreaths for the Ministers.
An Anacreontic.
Hither, Flora, Queen of Flowers!
Haste thee from Old Brompton’s bowers—
Or (if sweeter that abode)
From the King’s well-odour’d Road,
Where each little nursery bud
Breathes the dust and quaffs the mud!