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A poet's cat sedate and grave	A
As poet well could wish to have	B
Was much addicted to inquire	C
For nooks to which she might retire	C
And where secure as mouse in chink	D
She might repose or sit and think	D
I know not where she caught the trick	E
Nature perhaps herself had cast her	F
In such a mould philosophique	E
Or else she learn'd it of her master	F
Sometimes ascending debonair	G
An apple tree or lofty pear	G
Lodg'd with convenience in the fork	E
She watch'd the gardener at his work	E
Sometimes her ease and solace sought	H
In an old empty wat'ring pot	I
There wanting nothing save a fan	J
To seem some nymph in her sedan	J
Apparell'd in exactest sort	K
And ready to be borne to court	K
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But love of change it seems has place	L
Not only in our wiser race	L
Cats also feel as well as we	M
That passion's force and so did she	M
Her climbing she began to find	N
Expos'd her too much to the wind	N
And the old utensil of tin	O
Was cold and comfortless within	O
She therefore wish'd instead of those	P
Some place of more serene repose	P
Where neither cold might come nor air	G
Too rudely wanton with her hair	G
And sought it in the likeliest mode	Q
Within her master's snug abode	Q
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A drawer it chanc'd at bottom lin'd	N
With linen of the softest kind	N
With such as merchants introduce	R
From India for the ladies' use	R
A drawer impending o'er the rest	S
Half open in the topmost chest	S
Of depth enough and none to spare	G
Invited her to slumber there	G
Puss with delight beyond expression	T
Survey'd the scene and took possession	T
Recumbent at her ease ere long	E
And lull'd by her own humdrum song	E
She left the cares of life behind	N
And slept as she would sleep her last	U
When in came housewifely inclin'd	N
The chambermaid and shut it fast	U
By no malignity impell'd	V
But all unconscious whom it held	V
	-
Awaken'd by the shock cried Puss	W
Was ever cat attended thus	X
The open drawer was left I see	M
Merely to prove a nest for me	M
For soon as I was well compos'd	Y
Then came the maid and it was clos'd	Y
How smooth these kerchiefs and how sweet	Z
Oh what a delicate retreat	Z
I will resign myself to rest	S
Till Sol declining in the west	S
Shall call to supper when no doubt	A2
Susan will come and let me out	A2
	-
The evening came the sun descended	B2
And puss remain'd still unattended	C2
The night roll'd tardily away	D2
With her indeed 'twas never day	D2
The sprightly morn her course renew'd	E2
The evening gray again ensued	E2
And puss came into mind no more	F2
han if entomb'd the day before	F2
With hunger pinch'd and pinch'd for room	G2
She now presag'd approaching doom	G2
Nor slept a single wink or purr'd	E2
Conscious of jeopardy incurr'd	E2
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That night by chance the poet watching	E
Heard an inexplicable scratching	E
His noble heart went pit a pat	E2
And to himself he said What's that	E2
He drew the curtain at his side	E2
And forth he peep'd but nothing spied	E2
Yet by his ear directed guess'd	E2
Something imprison'd in the chest	E2
And doubtful what with prudent care	G
Resolv'd it should continue there	G
At length a voice which well he knew	H2
A long and melancholy mew	H2
Saluting his poetic ears	I2
Consol'd him and dispell'd his fears	I2
He left his bed he trod the floor	F2
He 'gan in haste the drawers explore	F2
The lowest first and without stop	J2
The rest in order to the top	J2
For 'tis a truth well known to most	E2
That whatsoever thing is lost	E2
We seek it ere it come to light	E2
In ev'ry cranny but the right	E2
Forth skipp'd the cat not now replete	E2
As erst with airy self conceit	E2
Nor in her own fond apprehension	T
A theme for all the world's attention	T
But modest sober cured of all	K2
Her notions hyperbolical	K2
And wishing for a place of rest	E2
Anything rather than a chest	E2
Then stepp'd the poet into bed	E2
With this reflection in his head	E2
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MORAL	K2
	-
Beware of too sublime a sense	L2
Of your own worth and consequence	M2
The man who dreams himself so great	E2
And his importance of such weight	E2
That all around in all that's done	T
Must move and act for him alone	N2
Will learn in school of tribulation	T
The folly of his expectation	T

William Cowper

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