Nor all within your pow’r.
From The Spirit of the Public Journals.
1805. James Ridgway. London.
Parody of Gray’s Ode.
On a Cat drowned in a tub of Gold Fishes.
’Twas on the pavement of a lane,
Where a hard shower of soaking rain
Had made a pretty mess;
A buck advanc’d with careful strut,
For fear a sprinkle from the rut