"For he counteracts the Devil, who is death, by brisking about the life."
The first poem is a new find for me, and reminded me of the second.
It was written in the 18th Century, by Christopher Smart; whenever I read poetry about cats I come back to this to enjoy the rhythm of repetition and lovely turns of phrase. "For he can spraggle upon waggle at the word of command." Hee!
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The first poem is a new find for me, and reminded me of the second.
It was written in the 18th Century, by Christopher Smart; whenever I read poetry about cats I come back to this to enjoy the rhythm of repetition and lovely turns of phrase. "For he can spraggle upon waggle at the word of command." Hee!
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