"Come, Kit-ty, come; you need not fear,
Nor make that plain-tive mew;
Don't be a-fraid, but ven-ture near,
And lap the milk we bring you here,
For none will in-jure you.
"And, Kit-ty, since you've lost your way,
You need no fur-ther roam;
But stop, and dine with us to-day,
And then, if you would wish to stay,
Poor Kit-ty, here's your home.
"And we will feed you fine and fat,
On fresh new milk and nice;
And, when you grow to be a cat,
You can re-quite us well for that,
By catch-ing all the mice."
[Illustration: Where the wide wastes of o-cean lie,
The greed-y Gan-net loves to fly.]
[Illustration: Though ve-nom-ous, as authors write,
The Gek-ko is not known to bite.]
[Illustration: The Ri-ver Horse a-mong the reeds
Of A-fric's lone-ly ri-vers feeds.]
[Illustration: A-round our coasts the fish-ers meet
With Had-docks, which, when dri-ed, we eat.]
[Illustration: THE STRAY KITTEN.]
[Illustration: THE FIRST OF MAY.]
[Illustration]