“I cannot live—since doom’d, alas! to part
“From poor Grimalkin kind, the darling of my heart!”
And now Dame Gurton, bath’d in tears,
With a black top-knot vast, appears:
Some say that a black gown she wore,
As many oft have done before,
For Beings, valued less, I ween,
Than this, of Tabby Cats, the fav’rite Queen!
But lo! soon after, one fair day,
Puss, who had only been a roving—