35^ The Poets Beasts, 



Instead of lying swathed in cloths and steeped in 

 aromatic gums within a syenite sarcophagus, Puss stands in 

 the back parlour, and fixes with her glassy eye the new 

 tenant of the hearth-rug, and, from the cold neutrality of 

 wires and wadding, gazes upon the domestic circle of which 

 owct pars magna fuit. 



THE END. 



I'RINTED nV HAI.I.ANTYKE, HANSON ANU CO. 

 EDINBI'KOII AND LONDON. 



