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The League Of The Rats.

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A mouse was once in mortal fear      Of a cat that watch'd her portal near.      What could be done in such a case?      With prudent care she left the catship,      And courted, with a humble grace,      A neighbour of a higher race,      Whose lordship - I should say his ratship -      Lay in a great hotel;      And who had boasted oft, 'tis said,      Of living wholly without dread.      'Well,' said this braggart, 'well,      Dame Mouse, what should I do?      Alone I cannot rout      The foe that threatens you.      I'll rally all the rats about,      And then I'll play him such a trick!'      The mouse her court'sy dropp'd,      And off the hero scamper'd quick,      Nor till he reach'd the buttery stopp'd,      Where scores of rats were clustered,      In riotous extravagance,      All feasting at the host's expense.      To him, arriving there much flustered,      Indeed, quite out of breath,      A rat among the feasters saith,      'What news? what news? I pray you, speak.'      The rat, recovering breath to squeak,      Replied, 'To tell the matter in a trice,      It is, that we must promptly aid the mice;      For old Raminagrab is making      Among their ranks a dreadful quaking.      This cat, of cats the very devil,      When mice are gone, will do us evil.'      'True, true,' said each and all;      'To arms! to arms!' they cry and call.      Some ratties by their fears      Were melted e'en to tears.      It matter'd not a whisk,      Nor check'd the valour brisk.      Each took upon his back      Some cheese in haversack,      And roundly swore to risk      His carcass in the cause.      They march'd as to a feast,      Not flinching in the least. -      But quite too late, for in his jaws      The cat already held the mouse.      They rapidly approach'd the house -      To save their friend, beyond a doubt.      Just then the cat came growling out,      The mouse beneath his whisker'd nose.      And march'd along before his foes.      At such a voice, our rats discreet,      Foreboding a defeat,      Effected, in a style most fleet,      A fortunate retreat.      Back hurried to his hole each rat,      And afterwards took care to shun the cat.

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