Image : illustration for The Owl and the Pussycat by Julia Hartling
The Owl and the Pussycat
by Edward Lear
The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money,
Wrapped up in a five pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
‘O lovely Pussy! O Pussy my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are,
What a beautiful Pussy you are!’
Guitar of Carm
By Gio Masserati
Your Guitar playing
Brings even the weepiest
Of weeping willows
To a reverent halt
With A Guitar, To Jane
by Percy Bysshe Shelley
Extracts and ending:
The artist wrought this loved Guitar;
And taught it justly to reply……….
Whispering in enamoured tone
– For it had learnt all harmonies
Of the plains and of the skies,
Of the forests and the mountains,
And the many-voiced fountains;
The clearest echoes of the hills,
The softest notes of falling rills,
The melodies of birds and bees,
The murmuring of summer seas,
And pattering rain, and breathing dew,
And airs of evening; …..
But, sweetly as its answers will
Flatter hands of perfect skill,
It keeps its highest holiest tone
For one beloved Friend alone.
The Owl and The Pussycat
They dined on mince, and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,
They danced by the light of the moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.
Thank you for reading.