The noblest object in the works of Art,
The brightest scene that Nature can impart,
The well-known signal in the time of peace
The point essential in the tenant’s lease,
The Farmer’s comfort when he holds the plough
The Soldier’s duty, and the Lover’s vow,
The Planet seen between the Earth and Sun,
The prize which Merit yet has never won,
The Miser’s idol, and the badge of Jews
The Wife’s ambition and the Parson’s dues.
Now if your noble Nature can divine
A correspondent word for every line
By the first letter will be clearly shown
And antient city of no small renown.
Sphinx