Say, knowest thou those sounds of yore,
And mouse than pigeon lovest thou more?
Oh thou cat with many hairs,
And many lives, each life has snares,
Care[1] and dogs come unawares.
Bear thou many a sharpen’d claw,
Often dog, with strongest paw,
From thy clutch would fain withdraw.
Oh, those claws like pins shall steal,
Making wounds that will not heal—