A voice cries, with sepulchral power—
“’Brellas to mend.”
Teddy May and other Poems,
by William Thomson, Glasgow, 1883.
Voices of Our Nights.
(Submitted to the American Poet, by Mr. Wrongfellow).
I heard the feline footsteps in the night
Pad through the Court and Hall!
I saw the sable wretch in the moon’s light
Climb Mrs. Coxe’s Wall!
I felt her (that I did! I’m sure I’m right!)