Author George Meredith Full sooth he was a jewel bird to own; The wealth he brought in worship was repaid: When men beheld him scratching at his throne, They kissed the dust he made. 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