★ The Story of a Snake Lyrics:
Close by the threshold of a door nailed fast
Three kittens sat; each kitten looked aghast;
I, passing swift and inattentive by,
At the three kittens cast a careless eye,
Little concerned to know what they did there,
Not deeming kittens worth a poet’s care.
But presently a loud and furious hiss
Caused me to stop and to exclaim, “What’s this?”
When lo! a viper there did meet my view,
With head erect and eyes of fiery hue.
Forth from his head his forked tongue he throws,
Darting it full against a kitten’s nose!
Who, never having seen in field or house
The like, sat still and silent as a mouse,
Only projecting with attention due,
Her whiskered face, she asked him, “Who are you?”
On to the hall went I, with pace not slow
But swift as lightning, for a long Dutch hoe,
With which, well armed, I hastened to the spot
To find the viper; – but I found him not;
And turning up the leaves and shrubs around,
Found only – that he was not to be found.
But still the kittens, sitting as before,
Were watching close the bottom of the door.
“I hope,” said I, “the villain I would kill
Has slipped between the door and the doorsill;
And if I make despatch, and follow hard
No doubt but I shall find him in the yard.”
(For long ere now it should have been rehearsed,
‘Twas in the garden that I found him first.)
Ev’n there I found him; there the full-grown cat
His head, with velvet paw, did gently pat,
As curious as the kittens erst had been
To learn what this phenomenon might mean.
Filled with heroic ardor at the sight,
And fearing every moment he would bite,
And rob our household of the only cat
That was of age to combat with a rat,
With outstretched hoe I slew him at the door,
And taught him never to come there no more.
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