A SPECKLED cat and a tame hare Eat at my hearthstone And sleep there; And both look up to me alone For learning and defence As I look up to Providence. I start out of my sleep to think Some day I may forget Their food and drink; Or, the house door left unshut, The hare may run till it's found The horn's sweet note and the tooth of the hound. I bear a burden that might well try Men that do all by rule, And what can I That am a wandering-witted fool But pray to God that He ease My great responsibilities? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WORDS INTO WORDS WON'T GO by CLARENCE MAJOR THE WITCH by MARY ELIZABETH COLERIDGE VICTORY BELLS by GRACE HAZARD CONKLING MACDONALD'S RAID - A.D. 1780 by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE THE DESERTED LOVER CONSOLETH HIMSELF ... by THOMAS WYATT ODES: BOOK 2: ODE 10. TO THOMAS EDWARDS, ON ... POPE'S WORKS by MARK AKENSIDE FAMILIAR EPISTLE TO A LITTLE BOY by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM |