Cock Pheasant- Baxter’s Farm

The common pheasant (Phasianus colchicus) is a bird in the pheasantfamily (Phasianidae). The genus name comes from Latin phasianus, The Cock Pheasant by Andy Hill

The Last Cock-Pheasant

Splendour, whom lately on your glowing flight 
Athwart the chill and cheerless winter-skies 
I marked and welcomed with a futile right, 
And then a futile left, and strained my eyes 
To see you so magnificently large, 
Sinking to rest beyond the fir-wood’s marge– 

Not mine, not mine the fault: despise me not 
In that I missed you; for the sun was down, 
And the dim light was all against the shot; 
And I had booked a bet of half-a-crown. 
My deadly fire is apt to be upset 
By many causes–always by a bet. 

Or had I overdone it with the sloes, 
Snared by their home-picked brand of ardent gin 
Designed to warm a shivering sportsman’s toes 
And light a fire his reckless head within? 
Or did my silly loader put me off 
With aimless chatter in regard to golf? 

You too, I think, displayed a lack of nerve; 
You did not quite-now did you?-play the game; 
For when you saw me you were seen to swerve, 
Doubtless in order to disturb my aim. 
No, no, you must not ask me to forgive 
A swerve because you basely planned to live. 

At any rate I missed you, and you went, 
The last day’s absolutely final bird, 
Scathless, and left me very ill content; 
And someone (was it I?) pronounced a word, 
A word which rather forcible than nice is, 
A little word which does not rhyme with Isis. 

Farewell! I may behold you once again 
When next November’s gales have stripped the leaf. 
Then, while your upward flight you grandly strain, 
May I be there to add you to my sheaf; 
And may they praise your tallness, saying ‘This 
Was such a bird as men are proud to miss!’

by Rudolph Chambers Lehmann

steve clarke
Author: steve clarke