To A Cat (1st verse only)
Algernon Charles Swinburne
Stately, kindly, lordly friend,
Condescend
Here to sit by me, and turn
Glorious eyes that smile and burn,
Golden eyes, love's lustrous meed,
On the golden page I read.
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- Thinking of pushing the boat out as my love for Lancelot is alas, unrequited. ;-)
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