Author George Meredith The beetle soars, the beetle spins,The beetle is up in the air, Tuck;'Twill crack Robin's crown as a stamp for his sins,Or make him defy old care, Tuck. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 1 (2 votes) Rate Log in or register to post comments