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90
The Kitten.
Misfortune is a kitten, clearly
Too fond of merriment, and will
Oft love, in her mad humour, dearly
To plague the wretch she means to kill.
Too fond of merriment, and will
Oft love, in her mad humour, dearly
To plague the wretch she means to kill.
She'll seize him—pat—let go—and flatter
His heart with hope, till lo! 'tis found
She'd only meant that hope to scatter—
His hope and life at one fell bound.
His heart with hope, till lo! 'tis found
She'd only meant that hope to scatter—
His hope and life at one fell bound.
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