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Poem by Edward Thomas

A Cat

She had a name among the children;
But no one loved though someone owned
Her, locked her out of doors at bedtime
And had her kittens duly drowned.

In Spring, nevertheless, this cat
Ate blackbirds, thrushes, nightingales,
And birds of bright voice and plume and flight,
As well as scraps from neighbours pails.

I loathed and hated her for this;
One speckle on a thrushs breast
Was worth a million such; and yet
She lived long, till God gave her rest. 

Edward Thomas

Edward Thomas's other poems:
  1. When We Two Walked
  2. Some Eyes Condemn
  3. What Shall I Give?
  4. Women He Liked
  5. Bright Clouds

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