"So intimate, this Chopin, that I think his soul Should be resurrected only among friends Some two or three, who will not touch the bloom That is rubbed and questioned in the concert room." -And so the conversation slips Among velleities and carefully caught regrets Through attenuated tones of violins Mingled with remote cornets And begins. We have been, let us say, to hear the latest Pole Transmit the Preludes, through his hair and fingertips. Of the thought, of the thought, of the thought of his name:įornication: but that was in another country,Īmong the smoke and fog of a December afternoon You have the scene arrange itself-as it will seem to do- With "I have saved this afternoon for you" And four wax candles in the darkened room, Four rings of light upon the ceiling overhead, An atmosphere of Juliet's tomb Prepared for all the things to be said, or left unsaid. His mind is engaged in a rapt contemplation The reason, I tell you, is always the same: When you notice a cat in profound meditation, The name that no human research can discover-īut THE CAT HIMSELF KNOWS, and will never confess. Names that never belong to more than one cat.īut above and beyond there’s still one name left over,Īnd that is the name that you never will guess Of names of this kind, I can give you a quorum, Or spread out his whiskers, or cherish his pride? Such as Plato, Admetus, Electra, Demeter-īut I tell you, a cat needs a name that’s particular,Ī name that’s peculiar, and more dignified,Įlse how can he keep up his tail perpendicular, Some for the gentlemen, some for the dames: There are fancier names if you think they sound sweeter, Such as Victor or Jonathan, George or Bill Bailey. Such as Peter, Augustus, Alonzo, or James,
When I tell you, a cat must have THREE DIFFERENT NAMES.įirst of all, there’s the name that the family use daily, You may think at first I’m as mad as a hatter The Naming of Cats is a difficult matter,
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