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Old MISTRESS GURTON had a Cat	A
A Tabby loveliest of the race	B
Sleek as a doe and tame and fat	A
With velvet paws and whisker'd face	B
The Doves of VENUS not so fair	C
Nor JUNO'S Peacocks half so grand	D
As MISTRESS GURTON'S Tabby rare	C
The proudest of the purring band	D
So dignified in all her paces	E
She seem'd a pupil of the Graces	E
There never was a finer creature	F
In all the varying whims of Nature	F
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All liked Grimalkin passing well	G
Save MISTRESS GURTON and 'tis said	H
She oft with furious ire would swell	G
When through neglect or hunger keen	I
Puss with a pilfer'd scrap was seen	I
Swearing beneath the pent house shed	H
For like some fav'rites she was bent	J
On all things yet with none content	J
And still whate'er her place or diet	K
She could not pick her bone in quiet	K
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Sometimes new milk GRIMALKIN stole	L
And sometimes over set the bowl	L
For over eagerness will prove	M
Oft times the bane of what we love	N
And sometimes to her neighbour's home	O
GRIMALKIN like a thief would roam	O
Teaching poor Cats of humbler kind	P
For high example sways the mind	P
Sometimes she paced the garden wall	Q
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Thick guarded by the shatter'd pane	R
And lightly treading with disdain	R
Fear'd not Ambition's certain fall	Q
Old China broke or scratch'd her Dame	S
And brought domestic friends to shame	S
And many a time this Cat was curst	P
Of squalling thieving things the worst	P
Wish'd Dead and menanc'd with a string	T
For Cats of such scant Fame deserv'd to swing	T
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One day report for ever busy	U
Resolv'd to make Dame Gurton easy	U
A Neighbour came with solemn look	V
And thus the dismal tidings broke	W
quot Know you that poor GRIMALKIN died	P
quot Last night upon the pent house side	P
quot I heard her for assistance call	Q
quot I heard her shrill and dying squall	Q
quot I heard her in reproachful tone	X
quot Pour to the stars her feeble groan	X
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quot Alone I heard her piercing cries	Y
quot With not a Friend to close her Eyes quot	P
quot Poor Puss I vow it grieves me sore	Z
quot Never to see thy beauties more	Z
quot Never again to hear thee purr	F
quot To stroke thy back of Zebra fur	F
quot To see thy emral'd eyes so bright	P
quot Flashing around their lust'rous light	P
quot Amid the solemn shades of night	P
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quot Methinks I see her pretty paws	A2
quot As gracefully she paced along	B2
quot I hear her voice so shrill among	C2
quot The chimney rows I see her claws	A2
quot While like a Tyger she pursued	P
quot Undauntedly the pilf'ring race	B
quot I see her lovely whisker'd face	B
quot When she her nimble prey subdued	P
quot And then how she would frisk and play	D2
quot And purr the Evening hours away	D2
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quot Now stretch'd beside the social fire	F
quot Now on the sunny lawn at noon	E2
quot Watching the vagrant Birds that flew	F2
quot Across the scene of varied hue	F2
quot To peck the Fruit Or when the Moon	E2
quot Stole o'er the hills in silv'ry suit	P
quot How would she chaunt her lovelorn Tale	G2
quot Soft as the wild Eolian Lyre	H2
quot 'Till ev'ry brute on hill in dale	G2
quot Listen'd with wonder mute quot	P
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quot O Cease quot exclaim'd DAME GURTON straight	P
quot Has my poor Puss been torn away	D2
quot Alas how cruel is my fate	P
quot How shall I pass the tedious day	D2
quot Where can her mourning mistress find	P
quot So sweet a Cat so meek so kind	P
quot So keen a mouser such a beauty	P
quot So orderly so fond so true	F2
quot That every gentle task of duty	P
quot The dear domestic creature knew	F2
quot Hers was the mildest tend'rest heart	P
quot She knew no little cattish art	P
quot Not cross like fav'rite Cats was she	P
quot But seem'd the queen of Cats to be	P
quot I cannot live since doom'd alas to part	P
quot From poor GRIMALKIN kind the darling of my heart quot	P
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And now DAME GURTON bath'd in tears	I2
With a black top knot vast appears	J2
Some say that a black gown she wore	Z
As many oft have done before	Z
For Beings valued less I ween	F2
Than this of Tabby Cats the fav'rite Queen	F2
But lo soon after one fair day	P
Puss who had only been a roving	T
Across the pent house took her way	P
To see her Dame so sad and loving	T
Eager to greet the mourning fair	C
She enter'd by a window where	C
A China bowl of luscious cream	K2
Was quiv'ring in the sunny beam	K2
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Puss who was somewhat tired and dry	L2
And somewhat fond of bev'rage sweet	P
Beholding such a tempting treat	P
Resolved its depth to try	L2
She saw the warm and dazzling ray	P
Upon the spotless surface play	P
She purr'd around its circle wide	P
And gazed and long'd and mew'd and sigh'd	P
But Fate unfriendly did that hour controul	P
She overset the cream and smash'd the gilded bowl	P
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As MISTRESS GURTON heard the thief	M2
She started from her easy chair	C
And quite unmindful of her grief	M2
Began aloud to swear	C
quot Curse that voracious beast quot she cried	P
quot Here SUSAN bring a cord	P
I'll hang the vicious ugly creature	F
quot The veriest plague e'er form'd by nature quot	P
And MISTRESS GURTON kept her word	P
And Poor GRIMALKIN DIED	P
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Thus often we with anguish sore	Z
The dead in clam'rous grief deplore	Z
Who were they once alive again	F2
Would meet the sting of cold disdain	F2
For FRIENDS whom trifling faults can sever	F
Are valued most WHEN LOST FOR EVER	F

Mary Darby Robinson

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