F. E. Weatherly

“ HARRY’S SOLILOQUY.
“There’s ne’er a kitty so sweet and so pretty,
There’s ne’er such a kitty I’ve seen in my life;
“I’m certain,” said Harry, “if ever I marry,
I shall only want kitty, a house, and a wife.” ”

“ Why don’t you say it’s pretty?”
But still she could or would not see,—
She was perverse, was Kitty.
“Sweet mistress, pray restrain your ire,”
Said Kit in trepidation;
“Why must I say that I admire,
When I’ve no admiration?” ”

“ For life he might have run.
E’en now he might be hanging
Above your larder shelves,
And you, you might, indeed you might,
Have eaten him yourselves.
Weep on! you will not better it;
Or change the world’s old way,
For men will hunt and course and shoot,
Though you should weep for aye.
Weep on! be not ashamed of it,
You’ll own in after years,
That you yourselves, if not the world,
Are better for your tears.
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THE UNAPPRECIATIVE KITTEN.
“Did e’er you see a flow’r like that,
So exquisitely pretty?”
Said Mabel to her Kitty-cat;
But not a word said Kitty. ”