Lucy Maud Montgomery (Люси Мод Монтгомери)

In Memory of Maggie

A pussy-cat who was the household pet for seventeen years.


Naught but a little cat, you say; 
Yet we remember her, 
A creature loving, loyal, kind, 
With merry, mellow purr; 
The faithful friend of many years, 
Shall we not give her meed of tears? 

Sleek-suited in her velvet coat, 
White-breasted and bright-eyed, 
Feeling when she was praised and stroked 
A very human pride; 
A quiet nook was sure to please 
Where she might take her cushioned ease. 

Little gray friend, we shall not feel
Ashamed to grieve for you;
Many we know of human-kind
Are not so fond and true;
Dear puss, in all the years to be
We’ll keep your memory loyally.

1. In the Days of the Golden Rod
2. While the Fates Sleep
3. The Voyagers
4. Midnight in Camp
5. At Nightfall

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