Living
An Epitaph
From The Poems of William Watson (1893)
Living
His friends he loved. His fellest earthly foes--
Cats--I believe he did but feign to hate.
My hand will miss the insinuated nose,
Mine eyes the tail that wagg'd contempt at Fate.
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Watson, William. “An Epitaph.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/watson/104/.
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Watson, William. “An Epitaph.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/watson/104/.
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