 To My Cat by Rosamond Marriott Watson Read for LibriVox.org by Alan Clare Half loving-kindliness and half disdain Thou comest to my call serenely suave, With humming speech and gracious gestures grave, In salutation courtly and urbane, Yet must I humble be thy grace to gain, For wiles may win thee, though no art sense slave, And nowhere gladly thou bidest save Where nought disturbs the concord of thy reign. Spinks of my quiet half, Who dainst to dwell a friend of my toil, Companion of mine ease, Thine is the law of rar and ramazese, That men forget dost now remember well, Beholden still in blinking reveries, With sombre, sea-green gaze inscrutable. End of Poem To My Cat by Rosamond Marriott Watson Read for LibriVox.org by Clareka Half loving-kindliness and half disdain Thou comest to my call serenely suave, With humming speech and gracious gestures grave, In salutation courtly and urbane, Yet must I humble me thy grace to gain, For wiles may win thee, though no art sense slave, And nowhere gladly thou bidest save Where nought disturbs the concord of thy reign. Spinks of my quiet half, Who dainst to dwell a friend of my toil, Companion of mine ease, Thine is the law of rar and ramazese, That men forget dost thou remember well, Beholden still in blinking reveries, With sombre, sea-green gaze inscrutable. End of Poem To My Cat by Rosamond Marriott Watson Read for LibriVox.org by DiliVab Half loving-kindliness and half disdain Thou comest to my call serenely suave, With humming speech and gracious gestures grave, In salutation courtly and urbane, Yet must I humble me thy grace to gain, For wiles may win thee, though no art sense slave, And nowhere gladly thou a bidest save Where nought disturbs the concord of thy reign. Spinks of my quiet half, Who dainst to dwell a friend of my toil, Companion of mine ease, Thine is the law of rar and ramazese, That men forget dost thou remember well, Beholden still in blinking reveries, With sombre, sea-green gaze inscrutable. End of Poem To My Cat by Rosamond Marriott Watson Read for LibriVox.org by David Starner To My Cat Half loving-kindliness and half disdain Thou comest to my call serenely suave, With humming speech and gracious gestures grave, In salutation courtly and urbane, Yet must I humble me thy grace to gain, For wiles may win thee, though no art sense slave, And nowhere gladly thou a bidest save Where nought disturbs the concord of thy reign. Spinks of my quiet half, Who dainst to dwell a friend of my toil, Companion of mine ease, Thine is the law of rar and ramazese, That men forget dost thou remember well, Beholden still in blinking reveries, With sombre, sea-green gaze inscrutable. End of Poem To My Cat by Rosamond Marriott Watson Read for LibriVox.org by Eric Ray Half loving-kindliness and half disdain Thou comest to my call serenely suave, With humming speech and gracious gestures grave, In salutation courtly and urbane, Yet must I humble me thy grace to gain, For wiles may win thee, though no art sense slave, And nowhere gladly thou a bidest save Where nought disturbs the concord of thy reign. Spinks of my quiet half, Who dainst to dwell a friend of my toil, Companion of mine ease, Thine is the law of rar and ramazese, That men forget dost thou remember well, Beholden still in blinking reveries, With sombre, sea-green gaze inscrutable. End of Poem To My Cat by Rosamond Marriott Watson Read for LibriVox.org by Jan McGillivray Half loving-kindliness and half disdain Thou comest to my call serenely suave, With humming speech and gracious gestures grave, In salutation courtly and urbane, Yet must I humble me thy grace to gain, For wiles may win thee, though no art sense slave, And nowhere gladly thou a bidest save Where nought disturbs the concord of thy reign. Spinks of my quiet half, Who dainst to dwell a friend of my toil, Companion of mine ease, Thine is the law of rar and ramazese, That men forget dost thou remember well, Beholden still in blinking reveries, With sombre, sea-green gaze inscrutable. End of Poem To My Cat by Rosamond Marriott Watson Read for LibriVox.org by Jason Mayof August 21, 2007, Montreal, jasonmayoff.voices.com Half loving-kindliness and half disdain Thou comest to my call serenely suave, With humming speech and gracious gestures grave, In salutation courtly and urbane, Yet must I humble me thy grace to gain, For wiles may win thee, though no art sense slave, And nowhere gladly thou a bidest save Where nought disturbs the concord of thy reign. Spinks of my quiet half, Who dainst to dwell a friend of my toil, Companion of mine ease, There is the law of rar and ramazese, That men forget dost thou remember well, Beholden still in blinking reveries, With sombre, sea-green gaze inscrutable. End of Poem To My Cat by Rosamond Marriott Watson Read for LibriVox.org by Justin Barrett Half loving-kindliness and half disdain Thou comest to my call serenely suave, With humming speech and gracious gestures grave, In salutation courtly and urbane, Yet must I humble me thy grace to gain, For wiles may win thee, though no art sense slave, And nowhere gladly thou a bidest save Where nought disturbs the concord of thy reign. Spinks of my quiet half, Who dainst to dwell a friend of my toil, Companion of mine ease, There is the law of rar and ramazese, That men forget dost thou remember well, Beholden still in blinking reveries, With sombre, sea-green gaze inscrutable. End of Poem To My Cat by Rosamond Marriott Watson Read for LibriVox.org by Kara Schellenberg Half loving-kindliness and half disdain Thou comest to my call serenely suave, With humming speech and gracious gestures grave, In salutation courtly and urbane, Yet must I humble me thy grace to gain, For wiles may win thee, though no art sense slave, And nowhere gladly thou a bidest save Where nought disturbs the concord of thy reign. Spinks of my quiet half, Who dainst to dwell a friend of my toil, Companion of mine ease, Thine is the law of rar and ramazese, That men forget dost thou remember well, Beholden still in blinking reveries, With sombre, sea-green gaze inscrutable. End of Poem Half loving-kindliness and half disdain Thou comest to my call serenely suave, With humming speech and gracious gestures grave, In salutation courtly and urbane, Yet must I humble me thy grace to gain, For wiles may win thee, though no art sense slave, And nowhere gladly thou a bidest save Where nought disturbs the concord of thy reign. Spinks of my quiet half, Who dainst to dwell a friend of my toil, Companion of mine ease, Thine is the law of rar and ramazese, That men forget dost thou remember well, Beholden still in blinking reveries, With sombre, sea-green gaze inscrutable. End of Poem To my cat, by Rosamond Marriott Watson, Read for LibriVox.org by Kristen Hughes. Half loving-kindliness and half disdain Thou comest to my call serenely suave, With humming speech and gracious gestures grave, In salutation courtly and urbane, Yet must I humble me thy grace to gain, For wiles may win thee, though no art sense slave, And nowhere gladly thou a bidest save Where nought disturbs the concord of thy reign. Spinks of my quiet half, Who dainst to dwell a friend of my toil, Companion of mine ease, Thine is the law of rar and ramazese, That men forget dost thou remember well, Beholden still in blinking reveries, With sombre, sea-green gaze inscrutable. End of Poem To my cat, by Rosamond Marriott Watson, Read for LibriVox.org by Kevin Winter. Half loving-kindliness and half disdain Thou comest to my call serenely suave, With humming speech and gracious gestures grave, In salutation courtly and urbane, Yet must I humble me thy grace to gain, For wiles may win thee, though no art sense slave, And nowhere gladly thou a bidest save Where nought disturbs the concord of thy reign. Spinks of my quiet half, Who dainst to dwell a friend of my toil, Companion of mine ease, Thine is the law of rar and ramazese, That men forget dost thou remember well, Beholden still in blinking reveries, With sombre, sea-green gaze inscrutable. End of the Poem This is in the public domain. To my cat, by Rosamond Marriott Watson, Read for LibriVox.org by Leanne Howlett. Half loving-kindliness and half disdain Thou comest to my call serenely suave, With humming speech and gracious gestures grave, In salutation courtly and urbane, Yet must I humble me thy grace to gain, For wiles may win thee, though no art sense slave, And nowhere gladly thou a bidest save Where nought disturbs the concord of thy reign. Spinks of my quiet half, Who dainst to dwell a friend of my toil, Companion of mine ease, Thine is the law of rar and ramazese, That men forget dost thou remember well, Beholden still in blinking reveries, With sombre, sea-green gaze inscrutable. End of the Poem This recording is in the public domain. To my cat, by Rosamond Marriott Watson, Read for LibriVox.org by Mary Mack. Half loving-kindliness and half disdain Thou comest to my call serenely suave, With humming speech and gracious gestures grave, In salutation courtly and urbane, Yet must I humble me thy grace to gain, For wiles may win thee, though no art sense slave, And nowhere gladly thou a bidest save Where nought disturbs the concord of thy reign. Spinks of my quiet half, Who dainst to dwell a friend of my toil, Companion of mine ease, Thine is the law of rar and ramazese, That men forget dost thou remember well, Beholden still in blinking reveries, With sombre, sea-green gaze inscrutable. End of Poem This recording is in the public domain. To my cat, by Rosamond Marriott Watson, Read for LibriVox.org by Sarah Jennings. Half loving-kindliness and half disdain Thou comest to my call serenely suave, With humming speech and gracious gestures grave, In salutation courtly and urbane, Yet must I humble me thy grace to gain, For wiles may win thee, though no art sense slave, And nowhere gladly thou a bidest save Where nought disturbs the concord of thy reign. Spinks of my quiet half, Who dainst to dwell a friend of my toil, Companion of mine ease, Thine is the law of rar and ramazese, That men forget dost thou remember well, Beholden still in blinking reveries, With sombre, sea-green gaze inscrutable.