Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FABLES: 1ST SER. 21. THE RATCATCHER AND CATS, by JOHN GAY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: The rats by night such mischief did Last Line: There's game enough for us and you. Subject(s): Animals; Cats | ||||||||
THE rats by night such mischief did, Betty was ev'ry morning chid: They undermin'd whole sides of bacon, Her cheese was sapp'd, her tarts were taken, Her pastys, fenc'd with thickest paste, Were all demolish'd and laid waste. She curst the cat for want of duty, Who left her foes a constant booty. An Engineer, of noted skill, Engag'd to stop the growing ill. From room to room he now surveys Their haunts, their works, their secret ways, Finds where they 'scape an ambuscade, And whence the nightly sally's made. An envious Cat, from place to place, Unseen, attends his silent pace, She saw that, if his trade went on, The purring race must be undone, So, secretly removes his baits, And ev'ry stratagem defeats. Again he sets the poyson'd toils, And puss again the labour foils. What foe (to frustrate my designs) My schemes thus nightly countermines? Incens'd, he crys: this very hour The wretch shall bleed beneath my power. So said. A pond'rous trap he brought, And in the fact poor puss was caught. Smuggler, says he, thou shalt be made A victim to our loss of trade. The captive Cat with piteous mews For pardon, life and freedom sues. A sister of the science spare, One int'rest is our common care. What insolence! the man reply'd, Shall cats with us the game divide? Were all your interloping band Extinguish'd, or expell'd the land, We rat-catchers might raise our fees, Sole guardians of a nation's cheese! A Cat, who saw the lifted knife, Thus spoke, and sav'd her sister's life. In ev'ry age and clime we see, Two of a trade can ne'er agree, Each hates his neighbour for encroaching; Squire stigmatizes squire for poaching; Beautys with beautys are in arms, And scandal pelts each other's charms; Kings too their neighbour kings dethrone, In hope to make the world their own. But let us limit our desires, Not war like beautys, kings and squires, For though we both one prey pursue, There's game enough for us and you. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HOW THE MIRROR LOOKS THIS MORNING by HICOK. BOB THE LONELY MAN by RANDALL JARRELL IN SEVERAL COLORS by JANE KENYON OPENING HER JEWEL BOX by WILLIAM MATTHEWS HAZARD FACES A SUNDAY IN THE DECLINE by WILLIAM MEREDITH FABLES: 1ST SER. 5. THE WILD BOAR AND THE RAM by JOHN GAY LESSER EPISTLES: TO A LADY ON HER PASSION FOR OLD CHINA by JOHN GAY |
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