Author George Meredith In Eastern climes was once a cock, whose fame Exceeded that of monarchs in their might. He called the morning, & the morning came; He ceased, and it was night. 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