Wednesday, 14 March 2007

Loving and Liking


Long may you love your pensioner mouse,


Though one of a tribe that torment the house:

Nor dislike for her cruel sport the cat,

Deadly foe both of mouse and rat;

Remember she follows the law of her kind,

And Instinct is neither wayward nor blind.

Then think of her beautiful gliding form,

Her tread that would scarcely crush a worm,

And her soothing song by the winter fire,

Soft as the dying throb of the lyre.

~William Wordsworth

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