“Where can her mourning mistress find
“So sweet a Cat? so meek! so kind!
“So keen a mouser, such a beauty,
“So orderly, so fond, so true,
“That every gentle task of duty
“The dear, domestic creature knew!
“Hers, was the mildest tend’rest heart!
“She knew no little cattish art;
“Not cross, like fav’rite Cats, was she
“But seem’d the queen of Cats to be!