An answer to the Rebus

An answer to the Rebus inserted in this Paper,
January 12, 1765

When War’s proclaimed the globe around,
And men lie bleeding on the ground,
Take half of that which gave the wound,
With what appears in winter morn,
When lads are on the waters borne.
And half a town from hence far north,
Where they with naked feet go forth!
When these are put together well,
I’ll lay with you a tester,
The place where your sweet lass does dwell,
Is known by th’ name of LEICESTER.

* A great number of Rebus’s, Riddles, &c. we’re obliged to suppress; it being impossible to oblige our Correspondents.