Again the Plagiarists announce!
Here this one trumpets,That one bleats,
And in their theft their hearts denounce,
Reciting "Eve of Saint Agnes", Keats.
Or lifting earlier artists still,
More calumny he earns
By crowing, like a cock-'o-hill,
"Ah, WOe Is Me", by Burns.
The deft and clever fingers light,
Of those who run this ring at night
And Fagan-like bring home to Mother
Possessions lifted from another,
Will soon reveal what they are doin'
And bring their Mother dear to ruin
Unless their wicked, proud concession
Soon healéd is by pure confession.

James Wickcroft Stopes
"Country Ballads of Rogues, Footpads, and other False Heroes"
London, 1897