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AN EPITAPH ON A VERY PRETTY AND MOST AMIABLE CAT.

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They who are disposed to ridicule the love, and attention which every good heart will give to kind, faithful, and grateful animals, must be unacquainted with the nature, and habits of those animals, when they are treated as it is our duty to treat them: and they must likewise ascribe to the prevailing human character infinitely more merit, and dignity, than it possesses. That there are many monsters of inhumanity amongst mankind, is demonstrated by the various, and horrible barbarities with which those very useful, and affectionate animals (if we deserve their affection) are tormented, and destroyed, which are of the species of the little creature, the loss of whose engaging qualities I deeply regret.

Mischance, which only with my life will end,
Hath robbed me of a dear, though humble friend.

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This primrose marks the spot where TIBSY lies;
Learn worth from her, ye proud; ye rich; ye wise!
Ingratitude grow generous, if you can;
And let the animal improve the man.
Pride, to corruption destined from it's birth,
It's pomp expired, like her, must rot in earth:
Her wants, that never strayed from nature's rules,
Reproved the mental fevers of our fools;
She ne'er was tortured with the miser's pain;
Nor with the last resources of the vain.
Her mind, not philosophically great,
Had all the knowledge proper for her state;
Ne'er wished through metaphysick wilds to roam;
But kept at common sense's wiser home.
To kind, and constant friends, her love sincere
Demands the tribute of a pious tear;
Their tender words well to her heart were known;
Which answered in a soft, pathetick tone;
Ingratitude was never her disgrace;
She left that stigma to the human race.
Perhaps, to her, in blest elysian fields,
Some little bower it's fragrant foliage yields;
Perhaps, where generous dogs, and horses stray,
She basks, and sports in everlasting day;

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Haply, some friend, with my affection, there,
Receives her tender voice through purer air.
Lie light this turf on gentle TIBSY's head;
His genial influence, here, let zephyr shed;
Let summer's warmth, succeeding vernal showers,
Adorn her grave with aromatick flowers!
Lesbury, Saturday, April 16th, 1803.