John Keats

(31 October 1795 – 23 February 1821 / London, England)

To A Cat - Poem by John Keats

Cat! who has pass'd thy grand climacteric,
How many mice and rats hast in thy days
Destroy'd? How many tit-bits stolen? Gaze
With those bright languid segments green, and
prick
Those velvet ears - but prythee do not stick
Thy latent talons in me - and tell me all thy frays,
Of fish and mice, and rats and tender chick;
Nay, look not down, nor lick thy dainty wrists, -
For all the wheezy asthma - and for all
Thy tail's tip is nick'd off - and though the fists
Of many a maid have given thee many a maul,
Still is thy fur as when the lists
In youth thou enter'dst on glass-bottled wall.

Topic(s) of this poem: cat


Comments about To A Cat by John Keats

  • (2/8/2018 11:03:00 PM)


    Beautifully written by John Keats: Very well appreciated (Report) Reply

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  • Anil Kumar Panda (7/21/2017 7:27:00 AM)


    Cute drop! ! Loved the way the story has been told. (Report) Reply

  • Anne Velevski (3/5/2017 9:37:00 PM)


    Love the style of this poet and words...truly amazing. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 7, 2015



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