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IN MEMORIAM “ROVER”, OB. JULY 2, 1902. |
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IN MEMORIAM “ROVER”, OB. JULY 2, 1902.
MY little gentle cat, whose eyes no doveMight ever match for truth and tenderness,
Whose life was one long effort to express,
In thy mute speech, an overflowing love,
The wavering love of women far above,
I cannot think that death thy gentilesse
Hath ended all or that thy fond excess
In this thy ten years' span found scope enough.
I cannot credit that no soul in bond,
No thought there was behind those wistful eyes,
That pleaded for thy dumbness, as one cries
Out from Life's dusk into the dark beyond,
Nor doubt somewhen beyond the stars to find
The soul that lay those looks of thine behind.
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