For, see, such a sight as I ne'er saw before,
A boy with a cage full of linnets and larks!
And pussy the way how to catch them is seeking,
To kill them, and spoil all their singing, poor
things;
For singing to them is like little boys speaking;
But fear makes them chirrup and flutter their
wings.
Do not fear pretty birds! for puss shall not eat you.
Go, go, naughty puss! away out of sight.