IN Copeman's ear this truth let Echo tell,-- "Immortal bards like mortal pheasants well;" And when his clerkship's out, I wish him herds Of golden clients, for his golden birds. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON THE WAY TO CHURCH by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT OUR LADY OF CONSOLATION by GORDON BOTTOMLEY A LAY OF THE EARLY ROSE by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING A LIFE IN THE COUNTRY (STANZAS FOR MUSIC) by CHARLES STUART CALVERLEY ON GETTING HOME THE PORTRAIT OF A FEMALE CHILD; BY EUGENIO LATILLA by THOMAS CAMPBELL TALES OF THE HALL: BOOK 22. THE VISIT CONCLUDED by GEORGE CRABBE |