THE CAT 



The hand, and person generally, of him who heaved 

 that brick! 



For me they fill the milk-bowl up, and cull the choice 



sardine ; 

 But ah ! I nevermore shall be the cat I once have been ! 

 The memories of that fatal night they haunt me even 



now; 

 In dreams I see that rampant He, and tremble at that 



Miaow. 



Charles Stuart Calverley. 



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