The Book, Cat, & Cat Book Lovers Almanac

of historical trivia regarding books, cats, and other animals. Actually this blog has evolved so that it is described better as a blog about cats in history and culture. And we take as a theme the advice of Aldous Huxley: If you want to be a writer, get some cats. Don't forget to see the archived articles linked at the bottom of the page.

February 23, 2015

February 23, 1821

Who could not love John Keats (October 31, 1795 to February 23,1821)? Well, besides T. S. Eliot. Keats mixed that great literary competency shared by many of the literate, in those days, with a florid genius. Leigh Hunt was one of the first to recognize Keats' talent. Hunt introduced him to John Reynolds, another aspiring writer. Keats wrote the below, on January 16, 1818. His generation treated cats as more useful, than decorative. You can see what this means in his only poem that mentions cats. Light verse -- "To Mrs. Reynolds Cat"

Cat! who hast passed thy grand climacteric,

How many mice and rats hast in thy days
Destroyed? How many tit-bits stolen? Gaze
With those bright languid segments green, and prick
Those velvet ears - but prithee do not stick
Thy latent talons in me, and up-raise
Thy gentle mew, and tell me all thy frays
Of fish and mice, and rats and tender chick.
Nay, look not down, nor lick thy dainty wrists -
For all thy wheezy asthma, and for all
Thy tail's tip is nicked off, and though the fists
Of many a maid have given thee many a maul,
Still is that fur as soft as when the lists
In youth thou enteredst on glass-bottled wall. 


We know this cat.  Mrs. Reynolds was the mother of his friend, John Reynolds.



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