Author: T S eliot

Macavity’s a Mystery Cat: he’s called the Hidden Paw For he’s the master criminal who can defy the Law. He’s […]

There’s a whisper down the line at 11.39 When the Night Mail’s ready to depart, Saying “Skimble where is Skimble […]

And the trees about me, Let them be dry and leafless; let the rocks Groan with continual surges; and behind […]

WHEN Mr. Apollinax visited the United States His laughter tinkled among the teacups. I thought of Fragilion, that shy figure […]

Tra-la-la-la-la-la-laire-nil nisi divinum stabile est; caetera fumus-the gondola Stopped, the old palace was there, how charming its grey and pink-goats […]

I have a Gumbie Cat in mind, her name is Jennyanydots; Her coat is of the tabby kind, with tiger […]

WEBSTER was much possessed by death And saw the skull beneath the skin; And breastless creatures under ground Leaned backward […]

Bustopher Jones is not skin and bones In fact, he’s remarkably fat. He doesn’t haunt pubs he has eight or […]

The Waste Land By T. S. Eliot “Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis Vidi in ampulla pendere, et […]

Mungojerrie and Rumpelteazer were a very notorious couple of cats. As knockabout clown, quick-change comedians, tight-rope walkers and acrobats They […]

The Naming of Cats is a difficult matter, It isn’t just one of your holiday games; You may think at […]

MISS HELEN SLINGSBY was my maiden aunt, And lived in a small house near a fashionable square Cared for by […]

Similiter et omnes revereantur Diaconos, ut mandatum Jesu Christi; et Episcopum, ut Jesum Christum, existentem filium Patris; Presbyteros autem, ut […]

The Rum Tum Tugger is a Curious Cat: If you offer him pheasant he would rather have grouse. If you […]

Jellicle Cats come out tonight, Jellicle Cats come one come all: The Jellicle Moon is shining bright Jellicles come to […]

I Midwinter spring is its own season Sempiternal though sodden towards sundown, Suspended in time, between pole and tropic. When […]

Thou hast committed- Fornication: but that was in another country, And besides, the wench is dead. The Jew of Malta. […]

Look, look, master, here comes two religious caterpillars. The Jew of Malta. POLYPHILOPROGENITIVE The sapient sutlers of the Lord Drift […]

O quam te memorem virgo… STAND on the highest pavement of the stair- Lean on a garden urn- Weave, weave […]

THE READERS of the Boston Evening Transcript Sway in the wind like a field of ripe corn. When evening quickens […]