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The Basket and the Cage.

The Sparrow often would provoke the Cat:

The one employed his beak; the other played

At fighting with his paws,

Giving at most a half correcting pat,

And taking care in that

To sheathe the malice of his steely claws.

The Sparrow, less restrained and circumspect,

His playmate sharply pecked.

Sir Cat, wise person and discreet,

With much forbearance these attacks would meet:

'Twixt Friends there's no occasion to give way

To spitefulness or temper's sway.

Used to each other from the dawn of life,

Long habit served but to increase

Between these two the bonds of peace;

Mock battle never turned to real strife;

When lo, there came upon the scene

A Sparrow of the neighbourhood, who tried

To make a third

In this fraternity of Cat and Bird.

A furious quarrel now arose between

The feathered Rivals. "What!" Sir Raton cried,

"This Upstart with my Comrade play the Turk?

This stranger Sparrow come to eat up ours?

Not so. Of him at least I'll make short work."

With that, the rash intruder he devours.

"Now, really," says the Cat, "I never guessed