Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, TROY PARK: 5. THE CAT, by EDITH SITWELL

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TROY PARK: 5. THE CAT, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: His kind velvet bonnet
Last Line: With nobody to care.
Subject(s): Animals; Cats

HIS kind velvet bonnet
Warmly lies upon
My weary lap, and on it
My tears run.

The black and furry fire
Sinks low, and like the dire
Sound of charring coal, the black
Cat's whirring back.

On the bare bough
A few blue threadbare leaves,
A few blue plaided leaves grow
Like mornings and like eves.

Scotch bonnet, bonny,
Lying on my gown,
The fire was once, hey nonny,
A battlemented town;

And every morn I build
Those steep castles there,
And every night they're ruined
Like the boughs bare.

And nothing doth remain,
Kind bonny, but my pain,
And night and morn, like boughs they're bare,
With nobody to care.

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